Bitty's lips are warm and soft, and Derek barely gets a taste of them before Bitty is pulling away. The spell is broken, and Derek grips the back of his neck and tugs him away from the mistletoe.

"There you go," Derek says, and he almost lets go, but he can't quite make himself. He leans in to give Bitty another soft kiss, this one lingering for a moment, just so he knows that Derek didn't kiss him just to break the spell. He pulls back and smiles at him before dropping his hand, and takes a deep breath to quell his own fluttering heart. "All good?"