AN: This is short. Like. Rly short. And I'm sorry for that. But I want to post something. And, hey, I gave you a cliffhanger, right? ;) I'll have a lot more to write next time since this kinda gives me a prompt for it. Ja feel?

Derek's eyes widened at Casey's actions. She was kissing him. Was she aware that she was kissing him? Or was she just doing something to get him out of her room? Because, if it was the latter, she was going to get the opposite of her intention. He stayed. He returned the kiss.

Oh, my God.

'Cause I love you.

The moment ran through his memories over and over again. What he'd said to her. How he'd said it. It was so nonchalant. He needed to fix that. He needed to fix it now. All he could think about was the reaction he received. The brunet boy knew Casey well enough to know that if someone was going to confess their love for her, she'd want something more than what he'd given her.

Casey was pleasantly surprised when she felt Derek kiss her back. She had to admit that she was a little nervous about what she'd get in return. Would she get completely rejected and thrown to the side? Would he act like that night never happened? But she didn't have to worry anymore. His lips moved perfectly against hers. They were molded for one another. She could just tell.

Though she was soon disappointed when he pulled away. Something was taxing his brain. She could always tell from the expression that he wore whenever he was actually thinking hard.

"Casey…"

Oh, no. His voice held regret or something similar. She couldn't identify it 100%.

"I love you."

"I know, Derek.

"Let me finish."

Casey's head shook in surprise at how firm his words were. He was serious. He didn't want her to speak, he wanted her to listen. He expected no interruptions. And, for once in both their time knowing one another, she was going to grant him that wish. She wasn't going to talk.

"I love you," he repeated with a swallow. "I don't know for how long. All I know is that it was apparent for me as soon as you and Sam were becoming a thing. I hated it. I'm pretty sure I made that obvious when I wrestled him to keep him from talking to you," he spoke all in one breath before his eyes widened. "Oh, my…" he trailed off. "Sam!" he exclaimed.

It was then that Casey had the epiphany, as well.

She was still officially with Sam.