Derek always found women attractive, whether they were older or younger, blonde, brunette, redhead, any of them would be beautiful to him. He has tastes, but he never tried to look at the guys, behaving with them more like friends, brothers or something like that.

But you changed his worldview. Derek hoped and prayed to all the gods that he was straight, it turns out no, he liked you, boy, you don't even look feminine enough for him to justify himself. Crying loudly into pillow isn't the answer, but it's almost as if he's been lying to himself the whole time. You're so his type, and he didn't even know he had a taste in guys.

Derek didn't even try to be subtle or anything; his gaze wandered over you constantly, enough for even a blind man to understand everything. And you didn't understand a thing. That's not friendliness, you idiot.

— "I never thought you liked action movies."

Derek says peacefully as you both sit together on the couch while the other titans are busy, you drank hot chocolate while Derek preferred cold water. His gaze slid to your profile, his cheeks feel warm it's so bad.