No Place Like Home for the Holidays - CC Fic

Title: No Place Like Home for the Holidays
Author: @twobirdsonesong
Summary: Sometimes taking someone home for the holidays is easy as Christmas.
Ratings/Warnings: PG / such fluff
Gifted to @imsorrydidijuststutter as part of the @crisscolfergiftexchange 2017

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“I should have brought something.”

The house loomed large through the windshield, imposing despite the cheerful facade and bright winter flowers.

“Chris.”

“I should have something with me. I should have brought something. That’s what guests do. They bring things to parties.” Dread filled his stomach.

Darren shook his head. “You’re not a guest.”

“I am a guest. I’m very much a guest. They’re going to think I’m ungrateful. And rude. The worst guest.”

“They’re not.”

“I should have baked a pie,” said Chris. “I’m pretty good at baking pies. You like my pies.”

Darren nodded. “I do like your pies, but there are going to be plenty of pies here already.”

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Drop It Like It's Obvious - cc fic

Title: Drop It Like It’s Obvious
Pairing: Chris/Darren
Rating/Length: G / ~1,200
Summary: A belated birthday gift for Katie.

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In hindsight, Darren should have seen it coming.

Chris likes to bake and is a good hand at it, but he tends to stick to the handful of recipes he’s already proven adept at. Darren is intimately familiar with Chris’ chocolate chip cookies, his banana bread, and his pecan pie (which Darren sometimes convinces him to add bourbon to, on special occasions). There have been other attempts along the sliding spectrum of success: key lime pie, misshapen eclairs, and croissants that used up more butter than Darren had ever seen before in his life.
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Prix Fixe - cc ficlet

Title: Prix Fixe
Pairing: Chris/Darren
Length/Rating: ~2,800 / G
Summary: Chris is famous, Darren is not. They meet at a restaurant. I’m great at summaries.

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Darren knows exactly who he is the moment the man walks by his table – Chris Colfer, movie star. Darren would recognize him anywhere. Tall in a blue shirt and grey tie, Chris strides by Darren’s booth without even glancing at him before taking a seat at a two-top near the back. He sits with his back to the rest of the dining room, even though it means he can’t see someone approaching him. He pulls out his cell phone while he waits and doesn’t fidget at all.
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Beacon Hill(s) - Sterek Fic

Title: Beacon Hill(s)
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Derek Hale
Length/Rating: 7,860 / G
Summary: Boy owns bookstore. Boy meets movie star. The rest is the rest.

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Stiles’ little travel bookshop makes no money. It’s quaint and cute and the windows are dusty in the corners and he absolutely loves his shop, but it makes no money. This is why Stiles also works as a freelance copy editor for people who manage to write books that do in fact sell.

He can keep the lights on by the mere fact that his grandparents owned the shop for 35 years and passed it down to him free and clear. Back then it was a moderately successful bakery, but while Stiles inherited a good many things from his grandparents, the ability to make bread rise and cookies crumble was not among them. He pays no rent, just the taxes and utilities, which is why he’s still there, in his little shop with groaning wooden floors and a bright blue door.
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Left With the River - cc ficlet

Title: Left With the River
Pairing: Chris/Darren
Length/Rating: 1,225 / PG
Summary: Three ways it can be.

AN: The quote Darren thinks about for himself is from Richard Siken’s short prose piece Black Telephone.

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In another life, we’re happy.

Sundays are for sleeping in. Darren has a matinee at 3pm and Chris never has meetings on the weekends.

Chris’ next book tour kicks off too soon and Darren will have to part with him for too long. He can’t follow Chris around the country like he wants to; he’s got eight shows a week and not enough time between. But he’d be happy to leave the oppressive summer heat of New York City behind for a few weeks of gallivanting around the country.
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