A/N: Set before finale.

Ooh the reason I hold on
Ooh 'cause I need this hole gone
Funny you're the broken one but I'm the only one who needed saving
'Cause when you never see the light it's hard to know which one of us is caving

It had been a while since Derek had been lying so close to a woman. His luck in relationships seemed to be limited as well. This was definitely some sort of Guinness record; Selena Ramos was nuzzled into his side, and he couldn't tell for sure if she was awake. One of his hands rested behind his head, the other entangled in Selena's thick ponytail.

The brunette was wide awake, eyes slowly flickering to the low volume television. It was hard to see nestled into Derek's side, her right arm wrapped around his bare waist.

Selena couldn't recall the last time she had been in bed with a guy unless immediately after sleeping with him. It was strange - just.. Snuggling. The word was repulsive to her. She sure hoped he enjoyed it though, because it wouldn't be happening again anytime soon.

Wondering how long they had been like this, she adjusted herself slightly. Her arm was growing sore, and she was incredibly warm.. to the point she was almost sweaty.

"Selena," Derek retrieved his hand from her hair to shake her shoulder.

With a roll of her eyes, she sat up to look at him directly. "Yeah yeah, I am awake."

He grinned smugly at her. "Just makin' sure."

Glowering at him, Selena rested her chin on his chest for his attention. "'Ya know, I must like you or somethin'." She used her hands to rest her chin on. "Because I wouldn't come to the place of just anyone."

Her ex-fun buddy stroked her face. "Don't be ridiculous. You were invited."

Selena actually let herself fall into the feel of his touch for a few minutes. She liked him. She was starting to really, really like him.

Closing her eyes, she imagined what a life with Derek would be like. How sweet he would be, and how they would get along just because they were so damn different it never got tiring. There would always be things to talk about.

Derek could see himself taming her one day. She was wild, maybe too wild, but she wasn't all bad.

But like every other moment they had, it was always Selena who wrecked it. She let her legs hang over the side of his bed when she sat up to turn away from him. Things were almost too real for her. Selena began pulling on her heels, ready to leave.

"You can take me home now," She said with her back facing him, "I think we've been acquainted well enough."

"You don't have to leave just yet." Propping himself onto his elbows, he reached for her.

Selena bit the inside of her mouth, not responding to him physically. "Can't get along without me?"

"If by that you mean I'm enjoying your company, then yeah," Derek continued to stare her down and knew she would give in eventually.

She felt obligated. Obligated to be there for him, especially if he was taking solace in her.

"Come here," Derek pressured her delicately, as if she may abandon him at any second.

The typically unfriendly masseuse kicked off her high heels and leaned into him. Funny, he was the one needing comforting but she was the one who needed persuading.

Brushing his lips on the top of her head, he whispered, "I really like bein' with you Selena."

She wished he'd shut up. She wished they could take off the rest of their clothes and 'love' the only way she knew how.

"You don't even have to say it," Derek stroked her cheek again and laughed quietly. "I know you feel it too."

Selena knew she wasn't this type of person. He liked cuddling and holding her, while her mind was working ten miles a minute to process her racing thoughts.

He moved his hand nonchalantly up and down her arm, touching his lips to her neck.

"Uh, Derek," Selena's tone was almost warning, putting her fingers against his jaw.

He sensed her uneasiness and rolled his eyes. "This is just torture for you, isn't it?"

"Oh shut up," She smacked his hand away. "You know I'm not used to this. It's just weird. Especially comin' from you."

Derek gave her a challenging look and kissed her neck multiple times.

Taken by surprise, she tried pulling away, "Hey! Cut it out, I mean it! Wha-"

He rolled on top of her and they play-wrestled for quite some time.

"Man, why are you so feisty?" He was short of breath.

"It's just the way I like it." Selena answered honestly, forcing her lips onto his.

It was such an insane thing to explain, but Selena took the veteran's mind away from other things. It was as if bad shit in life was nonexistent when he was with her. When they touched each other or fooled around, it was as if they were on top of the world.

"How come every time I try to have a normal relationship with you it turns into this?" Derek says in her ear in between their speedy kisses.

This was normal for her. "Not sure," Selena turns her head as he works on hickeys in the making. "But I'm okay with it."

He stops her when she starts pulling off her blouse. "We're not doin' that."

"Why not?" She asks irritably, wondering why he would want to crash her party.

Derek pulls her onto him and smiles. "I like cuddlin' with you better."

Selena wants to kick him. Leave it to Derek to be the only guy to ever stop her from undressing.

"You're so damn cheesy, Derek. Like you're straight outta those chick flicks." She sits up and composes herself, wondering who he thinks he's doing a favor.

"Hey," His gentle touch entices her once more. "Maybe if you're good, you'll get somethin' in return."

Selena was tired of games. She only wanted him.

"How about it happens now?" She says it more like an order of seduction as she slides her hands down his chest and up his toned arms.

"Why is it so hard for you to just lie with me?" Derek pouts at her, stopping her hands from wandering.

Selena finally gave up. It was obvious she wasn't getting what she craved. He wasn't budging. Letting her head fall to his chest, she closed her eyes and stayed quiet, defeated. "Fine!"

"There, there, you'll live." He smirks triumphantly as he pats her back.

He likes the way she rests against him. Peaceful-like, calm, warm.

Selena's thoughts are basically a swarm of nothingness as she lies there. She's bored. Bored as hell.

A sense of victory makes Derek smile. He was getting her to do something for him, even though it obviously wasn't easy for her.

"Thanks," He muttered into her long hair, playing with her fingers.

A good number of minutes passed.

"I get it, now you're not speaking to me?"

Selena shook her head, still facedown in his chest.

"Well, fine."

She moved her head up and down.

Derek was joking, and even with her overpowering boredom, she was glad one of them was satisfied.

"You're spendin' the night though?" He rested his hand on her shoulder as though it would sway her to say yes.

It took a few, but he felt her head shake in the form of a nod.

He held Selena securely as a cheesy romance movie played on TV, and she thought bitterly about how it felt as if she were in one.

Not really sure how to feel about it
Somethin' in the way you move
Makes me feel like I can't live without you
It takes me all the way
I want you to stay

A/N: Thought this song fit kinda well. Thanks for reading~

Song: 'Stay' by Rihanna