[11_reasons Why Casey Loves Derek // Life with Derek // Dasey]
11 REASONS GENERAL THEME: 11 Reasons Why Casey Loves Derek
CHARACTER/S/PAIRINGS: Dasey
TITLE: Reason Number 01
RATING: K+/PG
WARNINGS/DISCLAIMERS: I don’t own Life with Derek and I don’t make any type of profit off of this.
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I was stretched out on the couch, minding my own business, watching TV to pass the time in relative peace. But, my peace was short-lived.
Derek plucked the remote out of my fingers and flopped down into his chair.
“Derek!” I shrieked, raising my head to glare at him.
“Hockey,” was all he said, as he got comfortable and flipped the channel.
I glared, and then turned my attention to the TV. I knew from experience that it was useless to fight him when a hockey game was on. But still...
A mischievous grin spread across my face. I didn’t get to enjoy my show, he won’t either.
“Derek?”
“Hmm?” he asks, obviously not paying any attention to me.
“What’s so interesting about hockey?”
That draws his attention away from the screen, just as it goes to commercial.
“You mean, what’s not so interesting!” he shouts.
“But it’s just a bunch of lugs skating around swinging sticks around and hitting each other.”
“It’s so much more than that!” he exclaims, jumping up from his seat and getting in my face. He begins to explain to me all the greatness of hockey, not even noticing that his game has started again, just as I had hoped. By the time he’s done with his passionate tirade, he’s breathing hard and the game is almost over.
He turns his attention back just in time to see a member of his favorite team shoot the winning shot. He jumps up in celebration, pulling me into his arms and hugging me tightly. He shouts with glee and twirls me around, before giving me a heated kiss. When he let’s go and continues jumping up and down, I’m stunned and fall back onto the couch, my legs feeling like jelly.
Well, that was unexpected. I’m not even sure he realizes what he’s just done, in the heat of passion.
And that’s why reason number one why I love Derek so much is definitely his passion.
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[Theme: #19 Passionate]
A/N: This is in response to the challenge at 11_reasons on LJ. :D Also, ‘tis my first time writing a Life with Derek drabble/ficlet/fic and, therefore, ‘tis also my first time writing Dasey. This isn’t a story, and the drabbles aren’t necessarily connected. It’s just a collection of one-shots, basically. Reviews are loved. xD I also feel I should warn you: lots of fluff up ahead! :P
CHARACTER/S/PAIRINGS: Dasey
TITLE: Reason Number 01
RATING: K+/PG
WARNINGS/DISCLAIMERS: I don’t own Life with Derek and I don’t make any type of profit off of this.
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I was stretched out on the couch, minding my own business, watching TV to pass the time in relative peace. But, my peace was short-lived.
Derek plucked the remote out of my fingers and flopped down into his chair.
“Derek!” I shrieked, raising my head to glare at him.
“Hockey,” was all he said, as he got comfortable and flipped the channel.
I glared, and then turned my attention to the TV. I knew from experience that it was useless to fight him when a hockey game was on. But still...
A mischievous grin spread across my face. I didn’t get to enjoy my show, he won’t either.
“Derek?”
“Hmm?” he asks, obviously not paying any attention to me.
“What’s so interesting about hockey?”
That draws his attention away from the screen, just as it goes to commercial.
“You mean, what’s not so interesting!” he shouts.
“But it’s just a bunch of lugs skating around swinging sticks around and hitting each other.”
“It’s so much more than that!” he exclaims, jumping up from his seat and getting in my face. He begins to explain to me all the greatness of hockey, not even noticing that his game has started again, just as I had hoped. By the time he’s done with his passionate tirade, he’s breathing hard and the game is almost over.
He turns his attention back just in time to see a member of his favorite team shoot the winning shot. He jumps up in celebration, pulling me into his arms and hugging me tightly. He shouts with glee and twirls me around, before giving me a heated kiss. When he let’s go and continues jumping up and down, I’m stunned and fall back onto the couch, my legs feeling like jelly.
Well, that was unexpected. I’m not even sure he realizes what he’s just done, in the heat of passion.
And that’s why reason number one why I love Derek so much is definitely his passion.
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[Theme: #19 Passionate]
A/N: This is in response to the challenge at 11_reasons on LJ. :D Also, ‘tis my first time writing a Life with Derek drabble/ficlet/fic and, therefore, ‘tis also my first time writing Dasey. This isn’t a story, and the drabbles aren’t necessarily connected. It’s just a collection of one-shots, basically. Reviews are loved. xD I also feel I should warn you: lots of fluff up ahead! :P