A/N: Oh and look at that! Still don't own the characters or the song. Also, some of the dialogue is borrowed from the song.
House parties are proof the world runs to chaos. I go outside and that's when I see you. And you say, don't talk. I'm sorry. I'm scared of this. Well, I'm scared too.
Derek stumbled outside, the cool air hitting his face as he peered around trying to find the familiar face in the darkness, almost believing that the text was just another moment that he had imagined. He stops short when he sees the familiar warm brown eyes, although this time instead of the cocky gaze that is usually gracing Sebastian's features, his eyes are nervous and unsure as he brings them up to meet Derek's steadily un-glazing gaze. A few more steps and Derek can reach out and touch the smooth features he has missed so much over the past week. That familiar face that has touched every crevice of Derek in a flurry of lust and passion and love.
"Sebastian."
"Don't talk." Sebastian pulled his hands out of his pockets where they had been, and reached forward to tentatively touch Derek's hand. "I'm sorry. I'm scared of this."
"I'm scared too."
Derek let Sebastian capture his hand with his own. Derek let Sebastian intertwine their fingers together. Derek let Sebastian tug him forward until they were standing nose to nose, fingers intwined with each other. Derek leaned forward slightly, resting his forehead against Sebastian's as he stared down at their clasped hands.
It didn't look weird. It didn't look strange. And for the first time in a long time, Derek felt comfortable. He felt safe. He felt something other an un-sated lust reverberating through his body.
Derek could feel Sebastian's eyes on him. Derek could hear Sebastian's shallow breaths as he waited for Derek to speak.
"I missed you." Derek whispered before closing the small gap between them and kissing Sebastian softly on the lips.
"I love you too."
This is how it feels to fall in love. This is how it feels to fall. The weakness, the sadness, the sirens, the madness. The pounding in your chest, like you're racing the streets in an ambulance. I'm watching you. I'm watching me. I'm watching us fall.