I'm reaching the 2000 post mark soon yes, I'm slow, I know and to celebrate, I thought about writing a short Kurtbastian or Colfergustin/Chant/Crant/Gris/Whatthehellistheirshipname fic. So Kurtbastian or Grant/Chris fic? What should I write?
;______; Would it be okay if I asked if you could write more Grant/Chris with bonus Kevin and maybe even Darren ( 'Cause picturing Darren being all pouty and tweeting Grant "I had him first you know" makes me giggle ) Cause I re-read your lovely Grant/Chris fic and it gives me feels, lots of feels. And McGustin bromance in your fic makes me flail and giggle.
Here you go, bb! Sorry it took so long!
Interruptions
The last thing that Chris wanted to hear when Grant’s lips were on his own was the slightly tinny sound of Call me maybe coming from Grant’s phone.
“Ignore it,” Chris whispered, rolling them over so he was on top of Grant, pushing him into the bed.
“It’s Kevin,” Grant replied with a sigh. “He’ll just keep ringing until I pick up.”
Chris sighed and reached for Grant’s phone, answering it himself. “Kevin, hi,” he said. “No… Nope, sorry, Grant’s… indisposed at the moment.”
Chris looked down at Grant and smiled.
“Yes, I am sure that he cannot come to the phone right now,” Chris continued, listening to Kevin ramble on. “Fine.”
Chris handed Grant the phone and gave him a look that said ‘make it quick or we are not having sex for a week’.
“Kevin…” Grant trailed off, listening to Kevin talk. “You know I love you but I can’t right now. He’s giving me a Kurt bitch face… Alright, sure. Later.”
Chris sighed when Grant hung up the phone. “Your boyfriend is getting in the way of me getting laid, Grant.”
Grant sighed as well and curled into Chris’ side again. “Don’t be bitter. Come here, I want a kiss.”
Chris leant into Grant’s embrace and kissed him again. Grant’s tongue slipped between his lips and Chris moaned, rutting up into him, getting some much needed friction on his hard cock.
Chris hooked his leg over Grant’s hip, tugging him closer as they kissed. Grant had just started to suck on that spot on Chris’ neck that turned him to jelly when his own phone went off with Darren’s signature ring tone.
“Ignoring it,” Chris all but growled.
The ringing stopped and Chris sighed in relief, stroking down Grant’s naked back and pushing his hands passed the waistband of Grant’s jeans to grab at his ass. Grant kissed him again and the ringing started once more.
Chris let out a frustrated sigh and snatched his phone up off the nightstand. “Darren, this has better be good!” he snapped. He listened to Darren ramble for a moment, giving him half-hearted answers as he gave Grant an apologetic look.
Grant sighed and picked up his own phone, fiddling with it for a few moments.
Chris finally hung up from Darren and switched his phone off. “Sorry about that,” he said, pressing a kiss into Grant’s neck.
“They’ve been tweeting again…” Grant said, turning his phone to Chris so he could have a look.
druidDUDE: Phoning my boy @grantgust only for @chriscolfer to cockblock us
DarrenCriss: @druidDUDE I just got the same thing when trying to talk to Chris!
druidDUDE: @darrencriss Rude!
DarrenCriss: @druidDUDE I know. Doesn’t @grantgust realise that @chriscolfer was mine first?
Chris sighed and took Grant’s phone, tapping out a message.
ChrisColfer: @druidDUDE @darrencriss Grant and I are no longer friends with either of you. Get your own boyfriends!
druidDUDE @chriscolfer but Grant WAS mine until you came along.
Chris just sighed and handed Grant his phone back. “Your boyfriend needs consoling.”
“He can wait,” Grant said. “My real boyfriend and I have some unfinished business to attend to.”
