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Hi everyone. I’m in a bit of a bad mood, so I apologize if this ficlet reflects that.
This takes place in the middle of chapter eighteen, Jumping Hurdles, after Logan talks to Kurt’s parents and somehow escapes the wrath of the Tweedles.
At Dalton, they have Alice.
At Seigerson manor, however, they have Dorothy.
After Derek braids her hair, and she puts on her favorite blue dress and her newly polished shoes, Amanda turns to the trio sitting comfortably on her large bed, and grins brightly at them. “Today, we’re playing pretend,” she explains carefully. “We’ll all be characters from the Wizard of Oz!” she continues, as she remembers the movie she and her brother watched the night before. “Got it?”
“Got it,” Derek replies, smiling warmly at her. He pointedly looks at his friends before they too, mumble their affirmation.
“Great!” the little girl replies excitedly, clasping her hands together. “I’ll be Dorothy,” she continues, with a quick twirl. “And you guys get to be my friends! Now hold on, I’ll go get your costumes!”
She gives them two thumbs up before she excitedly runs off.
Once Amanda’s out of the room, Logan glares at Derek. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“What?” the brunette asks him, innocently.
“When Jules said that we should all hang out,” Logan explains, exasperated. “I don’t think he meant that we’d have to baby sit your little sister with you!” He groans then rubs his temples, while Julian laughs from his place beside Derek.
“No need to sound so sour, Lo,” he says, smirking. “I’m sure you’ll look lovely in whatever dress Amanda has for you.”
“Oh come on, don’t make me say it again.”
“No, no—please say it again, because this must be a fucking miracle or something—”
“Case, don’t be like this.”
“Oh, I’m gonna be however I like. I think you’re forgetting that I know you, Derek. And I also know that what you just said—”
“Do you want to check my phone? For other messages from other girls or something? Cause you can, you’re allowed to, here you go—”
“There’s nothing in there, Case—only your messages, only your pictures, only your calls—”
“But… I don’t… Wow… you really mean it then?”
“For fuck’s sake—yes.”
“Casey—I really am in fucking love with you.”
Now, write a drabble about any of your favorite Dalton ships high-fiving after sex and then bursting out laughing.
“Spare me, Derek. That is exactly what you came here for.”
“I thought we’d at least make in to your room instead of having sex against the piano in the rehearsal room.”
“I can already hear Hope and Sydney screaming about ‘defiling the sanctity of the rehearsal room’ if they ever—look, this meant nothing, got it?”
“‘Course. Just two exes hooking up—”
“—and it is never going to happen ever again.”
Derek and Casey high-fived and went their separate ways without looking back.
Izzy & Casey - Walk
Isabel grabbed a light sweater before leaving her room and heading down to the entrance doors to the asylum. The guards were going to know her by name soon if she didn’t stop just waltzing out the doors at her own leisure. This time though she didn’t need their accompaniment. She was just going for a walk of the grounds and that would be perfectly alright.
Isabel rocked on her heels waiting for Casey, wondering what to tell the other girl about her disappearance after their tryst.
Expectations | Dasey
Word Count: 567
Summary: Once you fall in love, you can only fall apart. Derek tries to forestall it, but maybe he’s already too late.
Notes: I have this headcanon that Derek’s failure with Casey (and really his lack of long-term relationships in general) stems from a warped view he’s developed of success/failure, and his inability to believe himself good enough for a relationship. This is a muddled first attempt at sorting through that.
"Sex Signatures" – Dasey
“I swear, Seigerson.” Casey whispered as they leaned down on Derek’s bed. “If you fuck this up again, I’m killing you.”
“And I’ll let you.” Derek said solemnly, surprising Casey with the seriousness of his voice. He stared into this eyes and found softness that overwhelmed the lust that was shooting through both of them at the same time. This was a different Derek from the one she left a year ago.
“Good… We understand each other.” She smiled and wrapped her arms around her boyfriend’s neck. “So are we going to seal the deal or what?”
Derek smirked and she knew he was always there in the end. But he was hers again. She was going to try and tame the beast the second time around when he promised that he wouldn’t hurt her again. She was more careful now though, just in case the beast got out of the cage and end up breaking the promise. “I thought you’d never asked.” But those precautions would have to be thought out more when she wasn’t about to have sex. His calloused hands went up her blouse and found the clasp of her bra quite easily. They kissed intensely, tongues fighting for dominance because Casey’s positively did not want to give up its space in her mouth without a fight, something Derek enjoyed thoroughly. She unbuttoned his shirt, caressing the toned skin with every button she opened. Derek loved feeling her skin against his again. And she had to admit, she missed it too.
Derek’s head dipped down her neck and she made him slip off her shirt. She made a small gasp as his mouth reached a spot that hasn’t been touched by anyone for a while and when his hands cupped her left boob with gentle pressure. She was already soaking her panties.
She wrapped a long leg around Derek’s bare waist and felt him grind on her a little bit. “God, I missed you.” Derek whispered and put their lips together again.
“I know you did babe.” She smirked while they kissed. He chuckled.