She smiles up at Derek, stretching up to press her lips against his as his hand caresses her cheek. “Have I told you recently that you’re absolutely wonderful?” she asks, pulling away for just a second so that she can ask him. She barely gives him a chance to answer before her lips are pressed against his again, her tongue running along his bottom lip whilst her hands teasingly slide underneath the back of his shirt, her fingers gently trailing over his skin.
“Don’t laugh at me”, she protests, her cheeks flushed as he clearly finds her nervous rambling hilarious. Her eyebrows furrow as he pulls her away from the fridge and close the door, having no choice but to make eye contact with him despite her best attempts to avoid it. “Fine, you talk. That’s probably better anyway considering I keep embarrassing myself”, she admits, allowing him to lead her up to the rooftop. “If you’re planning on letting me down easily on a rooftop, Der, I’m actually going to kill you. You could have just done that through a text message”, she mutters, breathing deeply as the two of them step out onto the roof. She always feels free up here; like one day, she and Derek won’t be hiding from everything anymore. Like they’ll be free to live their own lives, hopefully together.
Her heart pounds rapidly in her chest and she feels more nervous than she has done in a long time despite the fact that she’s not the one doing the talking. “I really like you too, Der”, she says quietly, taking a few more deep breaths in an attempt to slow down her pulse. Her eyes widen in surprise and she bites at her bottom lip nervously as he talks, even more stunned when he pulls out a small black box. She can’t help but beam as he says that he wants her to be his girlfriend and when he opens up the box, she has no idea what to say. She blinks rapidly, trying to ignore the sudden moisture that’s filled her eyes and she tries not to show just how much this is affecting her but she’s relatively sure that he can tell anyway. “I wouldn’t be opposed to that and by that, I mean us being boyfriend and girlfriend”, she says quietly, gently picking the ring out of the box. Her fingers trail softly over the words and for the first time in her life, she actually feels like she’s found someone who accepts her. She carefully slides it onto one of her fingers, making sure that it’s not the engagement finger otherwise she’s sure other people will make the wrong assumption. She looks up at Derek and basically jumps on him, her legs wrapping around his waist and her arms winding around his neck as he manages to catch her just in time. “This is so much better than rejection”, she whispers, gently brushing her lips against his. “Looks like you’re officially mine”, she adds, beaming at him.
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