Home Or Loft - Derek Hale

Home or loft - Derek Hale

Derek Hale x Fem!reader

Warnings: making out, I guess mention of sex

Word count: 2174

Aurthors Note: Derek gets mad when he hears you got hurt in a fight

Summary: you go to help, it turns out bad (of course), reader gets hurt, derek asks reader something important

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Derek’s p.o.v

“I’m gonna help them whether you want me to of not Der. Stiles and Scott are like my brothers and Isaac actually is, if they need my help I’m gonna help them.” y/n said as we walk down the spiral staircase. It’s not that I don’t want her to help them persay, I just don’t like that their plans aren’t very thought out.

“I just don’t want you to get hurt.” I say while letting out a sigh as she grabs her jacket from the table. I look down trying to think of a way to get her to stay, next thing I know I feel her cupping the sides of my face. “Hey, I’ll be fine. They said it was a in and  out thing we’re just going to talk to their leader and ask how long they’re gonna be staying in Beacon Hill’s. It should just be an hour at the max, ok?” she questioned as she finished. I looked down at her and nodded slightly giving her a small smile.

“I still don’t like it” i told her.

She laughed, smiled wide, and nodded. Then she looked up at me still smiling wide I love that smile; “I figured” she said the stood on her tiptoes and rap’s her arm’s around my neck and kissed me. I instantly kiss back and move my arms to wrap around her waist. As we’re kissing I slowly start backing her up near the bed. “if -” kiss “you-” kiss “keep-” kiss “this-” kiss “up-” kiss “I’m-” she grab’s the sides of my face and look into my eye’s “-never going to leave,”. I smirk and look at her “that’s the idea.” after I say that I lean down and start kissing and sucking her neck.

“Derek if you stop now and let me go, I’ll let you continue this tonight.” y/n whispered in a seductive voice in my ear.

“That’s tempting, really tempting.”

“Then let me go and I promise tonight we will make-out as long as you want” she said whispering in my ear.

“Fine” I said

She leaned up and kissed my cheek and then started walking to the loft door. She turned around “After this is over we should get dinner to night.”

I looked up at her and smiled “oh, and what should we get tonight?” I asked her.

“I’m in the mood for in’n out.” y/n said.

I shook my head and chuckled, “you're always in the mood for in’n out”.

“Hey!...” y/n broke into a smile and chuckled shaking her head laughing “ok that is true!, But blame Stiles he said it would be and i quote a “”IN’N OUT thing”” ever since he said that and know I have been craving it.”.

I walked up the steps to her and kissed her forehead “ok, in’n out it is”.

“Yay! Ok bye see you in a little bit and don’t  worry I’ll be fine” she half yelled going down the stairs.

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   Derek p.o.v.

As I was starting to leave to go get in’n out, I got a call from Scott.

“Everything go fine-” I started to say but then Scott cut me off.

“Look I know you didn’t want her to help us in the first place.” Scott said.

“That’s right”

“Listen ok, turns out that they didn’t want peace. They wanted to fight. Y/n got hurt, badish and we are at mine. My mom is stitching us up-” As much as Scott sounded panicked I cut him off.

“I’ll be there in 5 minutes” I said then hung up. I grabbed my jacket and left.

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y/n p.o.v.

After we left the meeting, well fight. Stiles drove me, Scott and Isaac to Scott’s house. Most of our wounds were healing, but we had some pretty deep one’s so Melissa can stitch us up. She already stitched up Scott and Isaac, now she is stitching me up. I could tell that Scott felt nervous about something I could tell by his body language.(because he called derek without telling me or asking).

“Ya know, I still say that stitching up is worse then when you actually gain the wound.” I said with a scoff. Melissa’s stitching me up on the couch.

She smiled at me and laughed “Yeah well good news, you're a werewolf so you’ll heal faster, bad news the cut went deep enough and cut into 3 of your ribs. That’s gonna be sore for awhile even after it’s healed.” she said, we both started to laughing a bit it did hurt to laugh.

Suddenly we all here 3 hard nock’s against the front door. Scott rushed to the door to open it, next thing I know I hear Derek yelling at Scott about something then he turns the corner and enters the living room.

“Ok, what the hell happened!” he said looking between me and the boy’s.

“We thought they wanted peace” stiles said trying to make a peace sign with his hands.

“Yeah we thought that cause that’s what they said.” Isaac wasn’t wrong about that.

“Well apparently they didn’t want peace. They just want to kill us. Or at least hurt us. You all went in there thinking that they had good intentions. And now look you all are hurt. I knew this was a bad idea.” Derek said loudly.

“Der! Stop, abously they didn’t want peace. We see that, but we’re ok now. Or at least we will be. It’s over now, please don’t be mad at them we thought it was a good idea we didn’t think it would turn out like that.” I said to him. As I tired to sit up a little, I winced.

“Hey, hey be careful I’m almost done with the stitches so sit still” Melissa said. “Okay done, but be careful which means makeouts can only be that makeouts, no sex either got it?” she said pointing to both of us.

Derek chuckled and so did I a little.

“You ready to head home?” he asked me, while helping me up.

“Yeah, but I still want in’n out” I said heading to the door. He laughed behind me.

“Ok, hurt but still want’s in’n out” he said behind me to everyone.

I heard Stiles, Scott, Isaac and Melissa chuckle.

“She always has wanted in’n out no matter the situation.” said Isaac. I walked over to my brother and wrapped my arms around his neck. Since he was sitting down I could actually reach. I kissed my brothers head.

“He’s not wrong.” I said “Come on I’m tired and want a shower and food. Oh and Isaac you coming now or are you gonna hang out for a bit before you come to the loft?”

“I’m gonna hang for a bit I’ll be back at the loft in a hour or two.” he said.

“K, love you. Thank you Melissa for stitching me up. Stiles thank’s for driving me back here. Scott even though that sucked thanks for having me come. And you-” I said pointing to Derek “food, loft, shower please”. He smiled at me and shaked his head.

“Ok let’s go.” he said and with that we left the McCall  residents.

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y/n p.o.v.

After we left Scott’s and got in’n out we headed back to the loft. On the car ride back I noticed that Derek seemed distracted.

We got back at the loft, ate and I took a shower. As I’m getting dressed I see him sitting there on the bed looking through my latest sketchbook.

“Hey, what you looking at in there” I said to him as I got on the bed kneeling behind him wrapping my arms around his neck, resting my chin on his shoulder.

“Your new stuff” he said then closed the book and put it aside. He turned a little and patted his lap.

I moved carefully and sat down on his lap. He wrapped his left arm around my waist and used his right by running it through my hair.

“I’m sorry about today. Honestly we thought they wanted peace-” I started to say but Der cut me off.

“Don’t worry about that. Yes I’m pissedthat you got hurt. I was and am super mad, no I’m furious that you got hurt. But I’m just happy you're gonna be ok” he said in a loving tone which kinda shocked me a little.

“You have every right to be mad, pissed even. Can you please not take it out on them. Scott, Stiles, and Isaac just wanted peace.” I said trying to make the peace sign with  my hands like Stiles did earlier.

“I’m trying not to” he said while chuckling.

“Hey I was wondering … on the car ride back here … to the loft, you seemed distracted. I was wondering, what were you thinking about?” I asked looking down playing with my hands.

He moved his right hand to cupping my cheek and rubbing under my eye, trying to get me to look up. I finally looked up at him.

“Hey, what I was thinking about on the ride back here was … you call this place loft never home. I was wondering why?” Derek looked at me with a puzzled and questioning look.

To be honest I didn’t call this home because  me and Isaac never really felt like we had a home till Derek let us move in with him. We feel at home here. But we didn’t want to call it home yet cause for 2 reasons.  Reason 1 we didn’t know if Derek would be ok with that, reason 2 if it didn’t work out we didn’t want to lose another home or at least a place that felt like one. We did want to call this home but we were afraid.

“Honestly?” I looked at him questioning if he really wanted to know. When he nodded ‘yes’ so I continued. “I didn’t call this place, the loft, home because if living here didn’t work out I didn’t have to leave another home or if this-” I pointed between us “didn’t work out there wouldn’t be too much of a problem. Also I didn’t know if you’d be ok with it.” I said staring into his eyes to try and find his response to what I just said.

He smiled and cupped my face with both of his hands. Brushing my hair out of my face.

“You and me, we’re good and I hope we are together for a long time. I even hope forever ‘to death do us part’ “ we both laughed at how cliche that was. “ We are good, and I’m ok with you, you and even Isaac calling this home. This is your home as much as it is mine. At least that’s how I feel about it, it’s my place if I say you can call it home, you can call it home.” we both smiled and chuckled. He grabbed my face and we started kissing.

Which that turned into making out. As it started to get really heated I leaned into roughen the kiss. Der moved his hand coming down to my waist it went over my ribs.

I winced and he pulled back looking concerned and worried that he did something wrong. “Hey, you didn’t do anything. It’s just my ribs, they’re not completely healed yet and I think when Melissa said no sex and careful makeouts. She meant things also can’t get heated.” I said with a sigh.

“Hey, we can still make out it just can’t get heated. I’m fine with that means I still get to kiss you.” he said smiling.

He then lifted me up bridal style and got us into bed.

After a while of laying down with my head on his chest and his arms wrapped around me. With him kissing the top of my head every few minutes.

“Oh and, you can tell Isaac that … he can call this home as well.” Derek said stroking my side.

“It would mean a lot more coming from your mouth. I love you Der” I said kissing his chest, then snuggling into his side.

“Ok, I’ll tell him myself. I love you to y/n”

“I’m home. You and the loft that’s home for me. Mostly you” I said quietly but I know he could hear it. Werewolf hearing.

I felt him chuckle. He wrapped his arms tighter giving me a hug and lifted my head up and gave me a passionate kiss.

I finally felt at home I always felt at home with Derek. But now there’s also a place to call home. But it will always be Derek, loft or not. I’ll always feel at home with Derek Hale.

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My Bad Taste, Really? - Dean Winchester

Dean x fem!reader

Warnings: Dean starting something he shouldn't have

Word count:  716

Summary: Dean makes fun of read, but it backfires

Author's note: Just kinda thought of something i wanted to write a supernatural imagine and well i´m a dean girl. P.S. i know it's really short but i just wanted to do something with Dean really quick.

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Readers p.o.v.

“Dean I swear if you say one more thing I will take that gun out of the back of your pants and I will shove it where you don't want, capiche?!” I said well I yelled,  as we entered  Bobby's  house.  We were coming back from a hunt, and on the way back Dean decided to of course Start an  argument.  I love him but  sometimes I want to strangle him.

“And I promise if you just agree you have bad taste in everything  and well everything, I will stop, I promise”  he said leaning down to my height since I’m shorter to him.

I Could hear Sam and  Bobby talking, “What happened during  that hunt that caused this  argument?”  Bobby ask Sam. “ Bobby I can honestly say, that you want no part in it. trust me.” Sam replied back.

“May I ask what exactly is this argument about?”  Bobby asked me and Dean.

“ Dean says I have bad taste in everything that I choose”  I said with condescending smirk.

“What?!” Dean said when Bobby and Sam looked at him, “It's true. I just want her to admit it”  he said with a smirk.

after I listed everything that he said I had bad taste in to Bobby and Sam and Dean just kept having a reason for everything that he said not a very good reason but a reason. He finally said something that just made me snap.

“ okay so if I have such bad taste  in everything I choose, what does that make you. I chose you Dean, I chose to be with you Dean. So if i have such bad taste. What.Does.That.Make.You.hmm?” I snapped at him, then I stormed off outside.  Leaving Dean standing there pissed at himself, and Bobby and Sam shaking their heads at him.

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I was sitting outside on one of the old cars for about 4 and half hours now. Its dark, I'm betting probably around 8pm. I didn’t feel bad about snapping to Dean after everything said after everything we’ve been through and he… I just don’t feel bad.

“Y/n ?” I heard Dean say, walking up behind me. I could hear the clinking of 2 beers.

“What do you want Winchester,” I asked not in the nicest tone. He sat down next to me on the hood of the car, with his head down.

“I’m sorry, I didn't really mean ‘everything’ and I didn’t mean me,” he said, I could tell he was beating himself up about it early by the way his voice sounded.

“Dean, I’m not sorry for saying what I said. After how long it took for you to convince me it would be ok for us to be together, and that being a ‘big’ decision I made in my life. And then you say I have bad taste yet my taste chose you? That hurt.” I said while taking a beer from his hand and opening it.

He shifted so he was facing me, he lifted his hand stroking the back of my head. “I’m sorry, sweetheart I love you sooo much. Thought it would be just another silly argument, but I took it to far and I hurt you and I’m sorry.” his voice sounded so broken.

“Look, Dean, I forgive you, it just hurt a lot.”

“I know, I know baby. I’m so sorry.” he said then kissed my forehead. He wrapped his arm around me and I leaned into him.

“So Winchester, what shall we do tonight?” I asked him while taking a sip of my beer.

“You know soon you’ll have to say Mr.Winchester, cause I’ll be able to call you Mrs.Winchester.” he said with a big happy smirk on his face.

“Ah yes, my soon to be husband” I said smiling up at him.

He smiled back and we kissed. I’m so happy to have him around even though he’s a pain in the ass sometimes, I do love him.