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Title: Angry kissing

She did it. She actually did it. She couldn't believe she'd finally done it, but instead of feeling accomplished and upbeat about finally making a move, she was panicking and pacing her room.

Why would she choose that moment of all moments to kiss Derek?

Sure, it was an accomplishment because she'd been fighting the feelings ever since they had graduated high school and started going to university together. Perhaps it would've happened sooner if they'd actually gotten an apartment together, but rather just settled on separate dorms.

Casey paced the small space of her dorm room, grateful that her roommate was off at the gym for the moment. She wouldn't be able to handle standing completely still while suffering internally. She needed the movement.

She wished she remembered how it started. All she remembered is that they were up in each other's faces arguing, and the next thing she knew, she'd pulled the back of his neck and kissed him.

She buried her face in her hands remembering the look on his face when she'd released him. She expected him to look shocked more than anything, but he just looked angry.

"Why would you do that?" he'd growled at her. She remembered that part. It wasn't like she'd taken advantage of him. It was just the heat of the moment, and honestly she'd been wanting it to happen that way for a long time. After he'd asked her that, he'd stormed out of her dorm, slamming her door.

Casey wiped at her tears because it took that little bit of time for her to realize a few things. One was that she was definitely wrong for kissing him. Two was that Derek did not like that one bit. Three was that she probably ruined hers and Derek's relationship—or whatever you would call it—for good. And lastly, it was definitely apparent after figuring these things out that she'd wasted at least three years swooning after someone who couldn't stand her.

She wiped at a tear that fell down her cheek. It'd been only half an hour since it happened, and she was only getting more upset by the minute.

Of course Derek wouldn't want her. She was a klutz and he was Derek. That's the way she saw it, at least. She was too organized and uptight, and he was laid back and a hockey player. It could've been anything. It could've been that they were stepsiblings and he finally saw her that way, even though he always threw it in her face that she wasn't his family.

The knock on her door startled her from her internal debate on what could've disgusted Derek about her. She shook off those thoughts, and walked to the door.

"Who is it?" she asked softly.

"Me." It was him. Of course it was him, and he didn't sound happy. He was probably here to yell at her some more.

"Just go, Derek. I'm not in the mood for being yelled at right now." her voice was weak and she wasn't sure how much longer she would last before she burst into tears again.

"Casey, just open the door." He warned her. She took a long shaky breath, and unlocked the door, turning the knob just enough to open it a little, and she walked away to face the window so she wouldn't have to look at him.

She heard the door lock after he'd closed it, but she didn't dare talk first, but she could feel him staring at her back.

"Why did you do it?" his voice was shaky, but she wasn't sure if it was from anger or something else.

"Isn't it obvious?" she shrugged, still not turning to look at him.

"Not to me." His voice got a little softer, but she didn't let that unsettle her. She only shrugged without a word. "Case, look at me." He was angry again, but not yelling.

She turned around, and sighed, looking right into his eyes, not gaining the energy to glare at him. She noticed his defensive stance change once he saw her face. She wasn't going to hid the fact that she'd been crying. He really didn't need that, but what did he expect?

"Look, I know I ruined everything, Derek. Can you just do me the favor and just forget I did anything?" she was speaking quickly so that he wouldn't hear the obvious shaking in her voice.

"Just tell me why…" he closed his eyes, and sighed, like if hearing her answer was the only thing he needed to keep living.

"Because I'm in love with you, you idiot!" she yelled at him, and he flinched at her outburst. "God, Derek! How stupid can you be?" she walked up to him, and pushed his chest.

"Hey—" he cried, but was cut off by her.

"No! Gosh, isn't it weird to you that I haven't dated anyone since Truman? That I have to talk to you at least every day just so I know I'm part of your stupid life?"

"Casey—"

"Derek, I don't want to hear it. Your reaction was answer enough for me." She shook her head and faced the window again. She could handle rejection to an extent. He didn't need to come back to reject her again.

It was silent in the room again, just the sound of her shaky breathing, and his heavy breathing.

"Are you done?" he sounded slightly amused, and she rolled her eyes with a nod, still not looking at him. She was ready for the teasing.

"Case, I was so mad because you caught me by surprise in a moment that I was genuinely angry…when I asked why you did that, I didn't mean for it to sound so hurtful…" his voice shook a little. Talking about his feelings wasn't the easiest thing to do.

Casey turned and looked at him. He'd taken a seat on her bed. She came over and sat with him. He turned his body so he was facing her now, and she did the same.

"I really did want to know why. I was hoping it wasn't just an 'Oh, I didn't mean to do that' kind of thing, and then you'd forget you ever did it…" he shrugged, and looked down at his hands. She smiled a little at his slight insecurity.

"And now that you really know why?" she asked softly, watching his face carefully. He looked up at her and smirked.

"Now I'm only mad I hadn't found out sooner, Case." He shrugged. She smiled a genuine smile at him and couldn't help the giggle that erupted from her lips.

"So you…?" she cocked her head to the side.

"I guess I'm into you, too." He shrugged, trying to hide his smile, but failed miserably.

"What does that mean for us, then? And the family?" her eyes widened a little.

"The family will find out in due time. As for us…" he cupped her cheek, and leaned in to press a long kiss to her lips slowly. "I guess we need to get to our first date, eh?" he grinned down at her.

She grinned and pulled him for another kiss, clutching onto his shirt and pulling him lower on the bed with her.

This was going to be fun.

Aren't they cute?

I decided to do my own one-shot folder. Nobody's posted hardly anything here lately, so I thought i would. I hope people are still reading these fics in the lwd community. I litterally check like ten times a day in hopes of a new story, but hardly find one. I hope y'all are still reading.

There'll be more one-shots in this file thingy.

Review, please?