I have decided to start a longer story…well this was supposed to be a oneshot when I first started writing it but there was just too much I could do with it and too little time. Please R+R and tell me what you think. Set near the end of Social Studies...what could have happened if he hadn't jumped up!
I don't own Greek or any of the characters sadly.
Casey stoked the lock of hair back from Cappie's face. She couldn't help it; he just looked so utterly adorable in his sleep. She smiled at him mistily, remembering all the times that she had watched him sleep in freshman year. It seemed like an age ago now. Quietly she set down her bag and her coffee and somehow – she wasn't quite sure how – her face ended up mere inches from his. And for once she did not draw back like her head was screaming at to, but instead followed her heart and leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. It was so gentle that she was sure that Cappie could not have woken up to it, but an answering pressure on her lips proved her wrong. Deepening the kiss, Cappie half sat up only to pull Casey down onto the couch with him. Their kiss was desperate, but just as clothes were about to come off, the door to the Kappa Tau house slammed shut and Rusty appeared. Not appearing to notice the fact that his sister and his big bro sprung apart hastily, he announced,
"Jordan and Andy broke up tonight."
Both of his audience's faces lit up only to fall again when he followed this up with:
"And then they got back together again. And I was there for the whole thing trying to be her friend…but I don't want to be her friend. I want…more…wait are you…?" Rusty finally registered the scene in front of him: the guilty look on Casey's face, the awkward space between Cappie and Casey and…the shimmering glow around the two despite everything else. Momentarily forgetting his troubles he grinned.
"I'm going to leave and you two can go back to whatever you were doing…and pretend this never happened…"
He turned around and left, hoping that the two would finally just admit they were still madly in love with each other and get it over with. Casey looked at her ex-boyfriend awkwardly.
"I'm sorry about that…I should probably go…"
"Don't! I'm not sorry about that, Casey. I could never be sorry about kissing you. I love you!"
Casey got up, tear beginning to well up in her eyes.
"I can't, Cap…you know that I can't. I have a boyfriend who loves me, who lavaliered me, who gave up grad school for me. And he's perfect for me…you should find someone who's as perfect for you."
Cappie gave a groan of frustration.
"YOU are perfect for me! There is no one else who is. Because no other girl in the world compares to you!"
Casey was speechless. If he had been her boyfriend then that would have been the most romantic thing that she had ever heard, but as it was, she was not single and therefore he had no right to say that to her. The tears began to spill out onto her cheeks as she hurriedly gathered up her bags.
"I'm sorry, Cappie, but I can't do this…this is wrong. Max loves me!"
Cappie grabbed her by the arms and kissed her passionately, as if he was trying to impress upon her the fact that they belonged to each other. Casey resisted at first, but it was a half-hearted attempt and it dissipated within milliseconds. Dropping her bag, she wrapped her arms around him, holding onto him tightly. All thoughts flew out of her head as that familiar warm, safe, happy feeling flooded her. That feeling that she got every time she was with Cappie, the feeling that she got only when she was with Cappie. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she allowed him to carry her up to his room, not caring a damn for the consequences.
TBC
Please tell me if you think that I should continue this.