Burn (Throwaway)

Title: Burn (Throwaway)

Author: Jouty
Pairing: Naina / Darren
Rating: PG

Word Count: 350
Disclaimer: I do not own Darren Criss or any of the other characters . This is a work of fiction. This was written for fun. No profit is being made and no copyright infringement is intended.

Author's note: This is a rough draft, it has not been edited in any way. So it might be absolutely atrocious, I am not taking any blame for it. It hasn't gone through any edits. As I said it's a throwaway because I scratched it out. Initially it was suppose to be much much longer. I wrote couple of Darren things for you. The others I am still working on, this was just scratched out. Some were deleted.

Naina lied there looking at the ceiling, clutching the cover closer to her body. She was fine few minutes ago during the sex but now she felt cold. Her breathing was still uneven.

“Another round my lady?” Darren asked pulling himself up on his elbow.

Naina ran her finger through the beads of sweat on his face and shook her head no. He grabbed her hand quickly before she could move it away from his face and placed a kiss on the palm. He didn’t move his eyes from hers.  Naina liked his eyes, she found them youthful, full of mischief. 

Naina smiled and pulled herself up on the bed.  “I have to go home.”

“Or you can stay here…”  Darren paused and placed a soft kiss on her lip. “Spend the night with me?” He whispered as he went on to place another kiss on her neck.

Naina pushed him off and got out of the bed. “I told you I can’t spend the night.”

Darren gaped at her. “Not even after the mind blowing sex? He asked.

“Not even after the mind blowing sex.” She answered as she quickly dressed herself. She turned her head to look at the clock and it was a little past 10. She cursed mentally for being too early.

Naina kept her finger on the bell till one of the maids opened the door. She ignored the greeting maid as she walked in to her house, it was quiet as usual.  She chuckled bitterly.

“It’s like everyone is dead.” She looked at the maid who immediately looked down to escape her gaze. She frowned. “You don’t think so?” When the maid didn’t answer Naina shook her. “You are pathetic, just like the rest of them.”

Naina didn’t bother tip toeing to her bedroom, instead she took great pleasure in walking up the stairs to her bedroom as the clicks of her heels echoed throughout the mansion. She wanted everyone to know she had come home late tonight.  It didn’t take Naina long to freshen up then jump into bed beside her sleeping husband.