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Are You Still Here?

Derek Hale x Sarah McCall

Timeline: When Sarah and Derek are dating, near the end of season 3A, where she suspects that Derek is cheating on her with Jennifer.

Sarah's POV -

It's cold in here, and dark. Had his loft always been this dark and cold? No, it hasn't. It seems to have grown colder and colder since the last month since the time it feels like Derek has distanced himself from me.

I jolt awake from the merry state between sleep and awakeness, blinking rapidly. I stare at my side, at the cold and empty side which used to be warm, when Derek was here.

Now, I don't know anymore where he is. He comes home at odd hours and leaves almost immediately after, not telling me much about where he has been or where he is going to go. He appears so stressed and worried these days, that I don't bother him by asking too many questions.

But as I lie here, staring at the ceiling in the dark, I think that maybe I should ask questions. I'm his girlfriend, I have the right to know. Or am I? Is he seeing another woman behind my back?

No, he won't do that. He'd never cheat on me.

Still, a trail of doubt tugs at my gut. He has never confessed that he loves me, he has never made any promise to me that he won't leave me and shit.

No, I shouldn't think like that. Even when he has never said those things to me, I've seen the sincerity and affection in his eyes.

They say that the eyes can never lie, but now I wonder, can they? The ceiling stares back at me with no answer, and I groan in frustration. I should talk to Derek, shouldn't make assumptions.

Maybe, he's really busy with all of that stuff with the Alpha Pack and Deucalion. Maybe, I'm being doubtful for no reason, yet hear as I lie down, I keep asking myself, are me and Derek still a thing?

I haven't told Scott about this. The time he found out that I was dating Derek, it was after Derek killed Peter and turned Jackson into a kanima. I had been furious at him but had eventually forgiven him. I cannot stay mad at Derek, maybe those are the effects of falling in love.

Love.

I haven't told him that I have fallen in love with him, and now, I'm even more hesitant. I have always wondered what would happen if he doesn't love me back, and now that possibility scares me even more.

Scott doesn't know anything about Derek's been behaving, and if I do tell him, Scott will drag his ass and throw him at my feet. A chuckle escapes my lips as I imagine that. There has always been tension between Scott and Derek since the two have world views which are polar opposites. After Derek and I had started dating, Scott became even more protective of me. He clearly doesn't trust Derek much, but I cannot forget the conversation we had about my relationship.

I close my eyes and memories flood back.

"You know, CeeCee," Scott says seriously, "I don't trust him. Not a lot, to be honest."

"I know, Scotty," I say, "But he's not that bad. You two have different kinds of thinking and perspectives, but this doesn't make him a bad person."

"I don't think that he's a bad person," Scott says, "I just...don't trust him well, and not with you."

"You know I'm older than you, right?" I raise an eyebrow at him. He chuckles, "I know." But then he turns serious again, but his eyes are loving, "CeeCee, I don't trust him, but I do trust you. And I know that whatever choice you make, it will be good for you."

"Thank you," I say, squeezing his hand.

"But, if he ever causes even a teeny amount of discomfort, I'm dragging his werewolf ass out and shoving him in a sack of wolfsbane."

I laugh, "Thank you, but I don't think that it will ever come to that."

I open my eyes and smile sadly. At least Scotty's there with me. And Stiles too. And Mom, of course. And even Derek-

Scott is going to be so angry if Derek cheats on me.

I will be so angry if Derek cheats on me.

The bed feels suffocating, so I get up and sit on the couch in the living room. I'm staring into darkness when I hear the door creak open.

The breath whooshes out of my lungs as I see Derek stumble in, looking so tired and exhausted that I momentarily forget about everything else. Effects of falling in love.

"Derek?" I say and he looks at me. For a minute, our eyes lock and nothing else in this world matters. He then saunters towards the couch and he collapses down. I sit beside him. He holds my hand and breathes deeply. "Honey," He says, "Why're you still awake?"

That question makes me so angry that I want to hurl something at his head. He's asking me that like he wants me to sleep so that he can carry on with whatever he does without my interruption.

"Why do you ask that?" I seethe, "You wanted me to fall asleep so that you can carry on with whatever top-secret stuff you do?"

Derek immediately understands the issue. He looks at me with soft eyes and says, "Honey, I'm really sorry that I haven't been talking to you lately. I'm sorry that I haven't told you about anything that I'm doing. I'm just so sorry." He looks down in shame.

"Tell me now," I say, "Tell me Derek, what is keeping you so busy these days? What has driven you so much that you can't even find the time to spend with me? You're so absent, so...not there." I bite my lip, my heart hurting. Tears pool in my eyes, and I try not to cry.

"Honey I-" He tries to speak but I stop him.

"What is happening, Derek?" I say desperately, "What is happening to you? To us? We don't even talk to each other anymore! Whenever I have tried to reach out to you, you have swatted me away!" My voice is raised now, but I don't care.

"Do you not like me anymore?" I say, my chest heaving and tears pouring down my eyes, "Are you bored of me? Do you now like someone else? Is it Jennifer? Whatever it is, tell me! Talk to me! I'm right here! But the main question is, are you still here?"

I fall back on the couch and sniff. I needed this release.

Derek looks at me for a few minutes, and then says, "Since my family was burnt alive, I died too. Just not physically. I was a lone wolf, surviving on my own. I didn't have a pack, I didn't have an alpha, I was just a lonely beta with no good to this world. I thought that my entire life was going to be like this. I mean, why wouldn't it be?"

I listen quietly.

"And then there comes this girl trudging in the woods, all determined to find her brother's inhaler." He smiles. I have to admit, his smiles are the most beautiful thing in the world. "I recognise her, from the days I was in school. She thought that I wouldn't, but I did. I cannot believe it. The biology nerd from school has become such a beautiful woman."

I pout at him, but at least I'm not crying anymore.

"As I spend more time with her, I realise that she hasn't become beautiful suddenly, she always has been. I was just too blind to see it." He says, looking into my eyes, "She's beautiful from the inside out, and no one can ever be compared to her."

I now want to cry again.

"After I get to know her better, she helps me get to know myself better. Being in her presence, I realise that I am not dead, not really. I was just dull, dry, like a tree which hasn't been watered in years." He then takes a deep breath. "And you know what she is like? Rain."

He doesn't have to elaborate for me to understand. But if he thinks that he can butter me up with beautiful words to make me forget my anger, then he is wrong.

"I've never said these words to you," Derek says, and keeps my hand over his heart, "So now I'm going to say them."

I inhale sharply.

"I love you, Sarah McCall."

I am speechless. All the times I've imagined him saying that this had not crossed my mind.

"I love you, Sarah." He repeats, now smiling gently, "I've never loved anyone as much as I love you. Not even Paige."

"Derek I-" I pause and say, "I love you too."

We kiss and he mutters, "I'll never even think of cheating on you Sarah, ever. I love you." A few tears slide down my cheeks as I say softly, "I love you too."

The Piece That Doesn't Fit

Derek Hale x Sarah McCall

Timeline: After the last episode of Teen Wolf: Season 2

Derek's POV-

Sarah sleeps in my arms peacefully. Idly stroking her arm, I look at the ceiling and then back at her head, which is lying on my chest. I wonder what she thinks when she looks at me. I wonder why she trusts me. I kiss her head, whatever the reason is, I'm grateful that she does.

Gerard is dying, quite fast compared to cancer, according to what Chris said. He deserves it. I'm not big on forgiveness, and I haven't forgiven Allison either, but that's a story for another day. Everything else in the world can wait, I just want to be here with Sarah.

I have no one in my pack now, I realise. It's only Isaac, but he's more loyal to Scott. And I don't want to fight with Scott again, not after I've seen what it does to Sarah. Being torn between her brother and her boyfriend isn't the best place to be, and she used to be so frustrated and angry at everything.

Words flash into my mind for the hundredth time after the fight, words belonging to Gerard Argent. I'd rather never think of the bastard, but what he said feels like it's true.

"Scott, don't. You know that he's gonna kill me right after. He'll be an Alpha." I plead. Scott doesn't listen. He walks towards me determinedly, and Sarah yells, "Scott stop!" She tries to run towards us but the kanima throws Allison to the ground and grabs Sarah's throat instead.

My own death doesn't scare me more than that monster's hand around Sarah's throat. She isn't giving up, though. My brave, strong woman. My heavenly fire, she isn't giving up even in the face of imminent death.

"That's true... But I think he already knows that, don't you, Scott?" Gerard says, smirking. "He knows that the ultimate prize is Allison. Do this small task for me, and they can be together."

Sarah looks at her brother with disbelief, her eyes slowly flood with tears. "Scott...don't." She chokes. But her brother doesn't stop. He walks towards me, and I've never imagined a day where I'm afraid of Scott. But today is that day.

"Scott if anything happens to Derek, I'll never forgive you!" Sarah shouts, tears streaming down her beautiful face.

I try to reach for her, but can't. Listening to my name from her mouth feels like a declaration of love, and the fact that she's willing to go against her own brother for me makes me feel more loved than I have ever been. But it also makes me feel shameful. She's going against her brother for me.

Scott gives her a pleading look before sinking his claws in my neck. I groan in pain as he hauls me up.

"How very touching," Gerard says, looking at Sarah with malice. "You are the only piece that doesn't fit, Derek. And, in case you haven't learned yet, there is just no competing with young love." He spits at me.

Scott forces me to bite Gerard's arm and drops me to the cold ground. But I never hit it because two soft yet strong arms wrap around me, cushioning my fall. I collapse in Sarah's arms, resting my head on her shoulder. Sarah holds me tightly and whispers, "Don't worry. I'm here for you."

She is. I wrap both arms around her, inhaling her scent. She is here for me. She shouldn't be. What have I ever done to deserve her?

That's the same thought in my head as I reel out of the memory and look at her again. She stirs as if woken by the gravity of thoughts. Holding me tighter, she doesn't have to even look at me before saying, "Can't sleep?"

I pretend to be asleep, but she says, "Don't pretend. I may not be a werewolf but I can detect when you're not asleep."

"Fine," I grumble, turning to my side so that I'm spooning her now. "I can't sleep. Happy?" I kiss her shoulder and inhale her scent of vanilla and jasmine.

"Of course, I'm not 'happy'." She says, turning around to look at me. "Tell me why you're awake. You're supposed to be asleep."

"I know." I sigh, "I was watching you sleep."

"Right. And that's not creepy at all."

I laugh. "You look beautiful when you sleep. Your mouth's slightly open, and you hold me close to yourself. Of course, I'd love to see that."

Sarah blushes. Even after we've been together for months, she still blushes every time I say something romantic to her. She pulls a straight face again, and says, "Hey! You can't distract me by being romantic. Tell me, what's keeping you awake?"

"Nothing," I say, shrugging. She doesn't believe me. "I'm not stupid, Der."

"It's nothing, Sarah." I say, "Go back to sleep."

"I will once you do." She says adamantly.

Even when I don't want to, I turn my back on her, facing the other side. She hugs me from behind and says, "Tell me. What's bothering my Sourwolf?"

Stiles Fucking Stilinski. He gave me that nickname long ago and Sarah loved how mad I got because of it. So much so that even she calls me that.

I don't get mad at her when she calls me that, but still, it's obnoxious.

"Is it what Gerard said?" She asks, and my silence gives her the answer.

"Der, look at me." She says. I turn around and she kisses me. I kiss her back, pulling her on top of me. She breaks the kiss and lays her head on my chest again. I sigh contentedly.

"He was wrong when he said that," She murmurs, and I shake my head, "Was he? I think he was right. I don't fit among you guys, Sarah. I don't fit in Scott's perfect pack, not the traumatised, rude wolf, no."

Sarah doesn't say anything for a long time, and I almost think she has fallen asleep. But then she says, "Not yet."

I scoff. "You think's Scott gonna wanna want me as his ally? After we've been hating each other for months?"

"If there's anything my brother excels at, it's forgiveness." Sarah says slowly, "You may not be a part of Scott's pack, but that doesn't make you insignificant, Der."

I'm sure that she does not want to see me wallow in self-pity, but I can't help but say, "Gerard said otherwise."

"Since when do you take the old hog hag's words seriously?" She chides and I almost laugh. She's right, I shouldn't take Gerard seriously. But I cannot help it. I can't help but doubt if his words are true. Sarah would never let me believe it, but I do feel insignificant.

I turn around, and hug her. What would I do without her? When I came back to Beacon Hills, my sole purpose and focus was finding out who killed Laura, and leaving immediately after.

But then I saw two boys trudging around my house, one of them too noisy and the other wheezing from asthma. When the latter lost his inhaler, I had hoped that he wouldn't come back. I don't want anyone near my house.

But they did. And not just them this time, with them was a woman. Great, I had said to myself, I did not script in more guests. But then I saw her face, only from afar, but my breath was stolen out of my lungs. After a long time, I found myself smiling.

Sarah tries not to fall asleep, and I kiss her. She kisses me back and gives me a goofy smile. But then her face turns serious again.

"Gerard did whatever damage he could." She says grimly, "He said what he wanted to. And Derek, there are going to be people in your life who'll say some pretty mean shit to you."

"And I should rip their throat out." I say nonchalantly and she rolls her eyes, "No. How many people would you kill?" She asks me, and doesn't wait for an answer, "You know what, I actually don't wanna know."

I chuckle and she smiles at me softly.

"My point is," She says, "People talk. One day about one person, and the next day about the other. You cannot silence everyone. You cannot control what you hear, but you can control what you listen to."

I blink. That was a very heavy statement.

"Don't listen to people who don't care about you." She shrugs, "Listen to those who actually care about you."

"Like who?" I tease, stroking her thigh.

"Oh, fuck you." She yawns, "I'm sleepy. Not tonight."

I laugh. As much as I would like to tear our clothes apart and bury myself inside her, she's right. Even I'm getting sleepy.

"And just because someone said something doesn't make it necessarily true." She says and kisses my cheek. "I know it's easy to talk about all of this and much more difficult to actually implement it, you have to try."

Her hair fan her face, and I stroke them away as I plant a kiss on her head. There she is. My paramour. Capable of understanding me.

I keep her hand on my heart, wishing that she'd be able to feel what I cannot say. Feel what runs through my veins, feel that every single beat of my heart calls her name.

She's right. As much as I still feel like an oddball, I feel different with Sarah. With her in my arms, I feel like I'm home. I feel that I fit in, in her company. In her arms. In her life.

I'm Not Yours

Derek Hale x Sarah McCall

Timeline: In S2E4, when Derek is training his betas, one of them tries to kiss him.

Derek's POV -

Isaac barrels towards me with a vicious look on his face. I stare at him, unfazed. Like that can scare me. He leaps at me but I push him out of the way effortlessly. Sure, the momentum makes it difficult, but not difficult enough.

Erica jumps at me from above and I toss her to the ground. She's no better. In fact, she's worse. Isaac at least has the mind to know that he isn't the best, but Erica is full of overconfidence. It's going to get her in trouble someday.

Boyd looks at from above, and cringes as both the betas fall to the ground. I know their bones are broken, they must be. Guilt creeps up my spine, but I shove it down. If I'm to teach them how to protect themselves, then they must sustain a few injuries.

"Does anyone wanna try not being completely predictable?" I ask with a frown.

It is then that Erica jumps at me. But she doesn't try to attack. Instead, she wraps her legs around my waist and presses her lips to mine. Eyes widening in shock, I push her away immediately.

"Don't ever do that again," I say, fury churning through my body. My eyes flash red and I see fear in hers, but I don't care.

I don't want to be kissed by anyone who isn't Sarah.

"Why?" She asks, scared, "Because I'm a Beta?"

"No." I say, "Because I'm Not Yours." I make sure to wipe my lips, just in case her lipstick has left a mark.

Isaac groans from beside her, uninterested in what just happened. "Are we done? I got about a hundred bones that need a few hours to heal."

I bend down in front of him and break his finger, "A hundred and one."

Isaac looks at me in shock and pain, and I hiss at him. "You think I'm teaching you to fight? Huh? Look at me! I'm teaching you how to survive! So if you don't wanna die, I suggest you take this seriously."

I stalk away from them and rush to my loft after putting my jacket on. I had promised to meet Sarah there, and I don't wanna be late. I don't want to miss even a single minute I have with her. Her brother thinks that it's just him who has to do a lot just to see his girlfriend, but he's wrong.

I have to do twice as much just to catch a glimpse of Sarah.

She waits at me at the loft, her long hair flowing behind her because of the wind.

"Angel..." I say. It's one of the few nicknames I have for her, another main one being 'honey'. She turns around and looks at me. Joy fills her eyes and she rushes towards me, throwing her arms around me. She doesn't care that I smell like tar and dirt, doesn't care that the dirt is all over my clothes and face.

I wrap my arms around her, breathing in the scent of her sweet-smelling hair. I kiss her cheek and all the emotions I've bottled down almost spill out. No, I can't let that happen. I have to stay strong for her.

She steps back and looks at me with tearful eyes. I pull her towards me and kiss her deeply, savouring the flavour and taste of her soft lips. She opens her mouth and I slip my tongue inside, exploring her mouth. She tastes like the sweet fruit at the end of countless hardships.

Sarah tastes like mine. There's not a lot I can call mine, but Sarah is mine. And I'll be damned to let anyone hurt her or take her away from me.

And the moan she gives makes me wanna carry her inside and show her just that.

But I have to keep the lust in control since I'd rather talk to her and hold her in my arms in those few stolen moments we have together than have sex with her.

I draw my head to let her catch her breath. I can go on for longer, werewolf lungs and all. But she's human. My human.

I caress her cheek gently and press a kiss to her forehead. "I've missed you, my Angel."

"I've missed you too, Sourwolf." She sniffs.

"Come on," I say, "Let's go inside."

She slips her hand in mine and we walk inside the loft. Sarah beams at the simple arrangement of the place and looks at me. "I've missed coming here."

"I know, I'm sorry," I say ruefully. The loft has not been the same without her. After we got together officially, Sarah used to hang out at the loft frequently. At one point, she was living with me. Those were the best days of my life. Just being with her, inside her and spending time in her presence gave me more happiness than anything else.

But then Gerard Argent showed up along with his pack of Hunters. I turned Isaac and Erica, and Sarah's brother started to hate me. I don't care, Scott's a child. He'll understand the ways of the world after growing up.

But unknowingly, that caused a rift between me and Sarah. It was too unsafe for her to be with me, with hunters prowling around and an unknown beast to add to the list. I know how low Gerard can sink, he can threaten and hurt Sarah just to get to me.

I once had a thought of breaking up with her for her own safety, but she had said to me "I'll carve your heart out with a scalpel and keep it as a prized possession if you ever do that." And that had led to a passionate make-out session.

"Derek..." Sarah's voice makes me look at her. But she isn't looking at me, she's staring at my jacket. "Why do you smell like women's perfume?"

Aah, that is Erica's fault. "Oh, it's nothing. I was going to tell you." I begin casually, but she looks anything but casual. Sarah's glaring at me like she never has before, and I gulp. "Angel, believe me, it's not what you think."

"Then what is it?" She hisses viciously, and at that moment, I can't help but admire how strong and confident she looks.

Right, back to the point.

I explain everything to her, starting from training to the point where Erica kissed me, and at the end, Sarah looks like she could commit first-degree murder. "I pushed her away immediately," I say, desperation clawing at my insides. Will she believe me?

Sarah glares at me. Then, she looks at her feet with a sigh. "Do you like her, Derek?"

"No!" I exclaim, aghast. "Honey, she's my beta, and she's also underage. I don't like her. I don't like anyone but you."

She doesn't look at me. "It's fine, Derek. If you don't like me anymore. I get it. It's been a hard couple of months. And I understand if you wanna be with me. Maybe a werewolf will be better for you."

"Sarah," I ball my hand into a fist. "Look at me."

She doesn't budge, and I gently lift her chin up. Her warm, chocolate eyes meet my werewolf red. She looks a bit frightened, and I wrap my arm around her, pulling her hard against me.

"Look at me, Angel." I growl, "You're the only one I like, the only one I want. So don't even think for a second that I'll look at anyone else the way I look at you."

"I'm sorry," She says and my eyes go back to the usual green. "It's been so hard recently, so I thought that you'd give up and...." She looks at me worriedly, "Start looking for someone else."

"Sarah," I say calmly, "It's been very hard, yes. But I'm not giving up on you. On us. It's you for me, Angel."

Sarah gives me a shaky smile, and I continue, "And as for Erica, I pushed her away immediately and warned her to not do that again. You know why?"

She looks at me expectantly and I kiss her softly. "Because I'm not hers, Angel. I'm yours."

Masterlist

Why he kinda...

can i get a derek hale imagine where the reader is scott’s sister pleaseee! maybe one time derek snuck into the readers room (pre established relationships) and scott walks in to see them hanging out and just being cute and he gets all annoyed but secretly thinks it’s really cute thank you!

our little secret ❥ d.h

derek hale x mccall!fem!reader

warnings: none.

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i groaned a little, turning over after being rudely awakened by tapping on my window. normally, this would startle someone, but i know exactly who it is, as it happens almost every night. sitting up, i turned my lamp on and dawdled over to the window at the end of my room. opening my curtains, my heart did a little flip when i saw derek hanging there waiting to come in. i smile softly, opening the window as quietly as i could.

he quickly climbs in, almost tripping and falling over, causing a loud bang on the side of my windowsill. i gasped a little, shushing him as he stands up straight and pretends he almost didn't face plant the floor. he grins, pulling me into his chest for a warm hug, and pressing little kisses across my head. i sighed into him, pulling back and smiling up at him.

'so, what's the reason for tonight's visit?' i giggle, knowing that he normally has some lame excuse as to why he's woken me up again, and risked us being found out by my brother.

he looks down at me, rolling his eyes a little bit. 'so excuses tonight, i just missed you, and i couldn't sleep' he pouts, pressing his forehead onto mine. i smiled, my heart fluttered from his words as i leaned up to connect his lips onto mine.

i hummed against his lips, before pulling away and dragging him over to my bed. he slips off his signature leather jacket, leaving him in some black sweats and a plain black tee. he knows i love him in all back.

i smile as he gets himself comfortable in my bed. he always says how cosy it is, my room in general, compared to his cold loft. i do love spending nights with him at the loft though, the cold air gives me an excuse to curl up in his arms. he shoves his face in my pillow, breathing in with a happy sigh. i giggle at his action, climbing under the fluffy duvet set.

i wish people knew about us sometimes, and by people i mean my brother and my mom. i just know scott would freak out, knowing his sister is dating one of his friends. part of my likes to believe that one day we will just tell him, and he will be happy for us, then derek can come round whenever he wants and be with me more often.

i love the idea of having a meal with him for dinner, and then curling up watching a movie, and falling asleep with him there. i just have to be patient, it’ll happen when it happens.

‘what’re you thinking about, baby?’ he mumbles, pulling me in so that i’m resting up against the head board and he is the one curled up on my chest. this almost never happens; unless he’s really really missed me. i almost cried, just loving when he gets all cuddly and wants to be little spoon, wrapping my arms around his neck and using one hand to play with his hair.

‘just wondering how it will be when we finally tell scott and my mom’ i whisper, head falling on top of his and closing my eyes slightly. he hums in response, ‘i mean, i’d happily walk in his room and tell him right now, but i want to make sure that you want him to find out too’ he reassures, moving his head to look up at me.

my hand rests on the side of his face, thumb stroking his cheek lightly. his pretty eyes flutter shut from the feeling. ‘i want him to know; i really do. but i’m just worried about how he’ll react, i want him to just accept it and let us be’ i sighed, wrapping my arms around him tighter to pull him into me.

‘because i’m just so obsessed with you and i want everyone to know!’ i whisper yelled, squeezing him as tight as i could. he laughs, faking a choking sound from me squeezing him too tight. ‘careful, you might kill me before we even get the chance to tell him’ he smirks as i released my grip.

i press little kisses on his forehead. i have to cherish these moments with him because they don’t happen often, not as much as other couples get to. it’s been like this for two months now, the only person who knows about us is lydia. i dread to even think about how stiles would react, him being like a brother to me too.

‘listen; their opinions won’t matter to me anyway, okay? i love you’ he murmurs, head moving to look up at him with a small smile.

‘i love you’ i replied, grabbing his face and pulling him up for a kiss. his soft lips move on mine, his tongue brushing against my bottom lip. his hand moved from resting on my thigh, moving up my hip to wrap around my waist. i was getting lost in him, until-

my door swung open, my brother scott standing there with more shock on his face than i’ve ever seen. his mouth is hung open, standing there not saying a word. derek and i pull away, but he doesn’t move. he keeps his head on my chest, keeps his arms wrapped around me. i bit my lip as scott stands there speechless.

‘what- what the- who did?- when did- what!?!?!!’ he exclaims, pacing back and forth as he starts to process what he’s just seen. i take in a deep breath, ‘are you okay? i didn’t think you’d be up’ i started. his head shot up, staring at me with daggers in his eyes.

‘you didn’t think i’d be up? oh i’m sorry, continue! i’ll go back to sleep!!’ he whisper yells, making sure our mom doesn’t wake up.

‘scott! calm down’ i whisper back. ‘we were going to tell you, but i wasn’t sure how you were going to react’ i say calmly, trying not to freak out myself. he face palms, shaking his head. ‘this can not happen, i don’t want my friend rolling around the sheets with my sister! derek we all know you can’t keep a relationship longer than two weeks’ scott rambles on, walking back and forth as he does so.

‘well that’s funny because we’ve been together for two months’ derek says bluntly, keeping his head on my chest and ignoring scott. i sighed, lightly pushing derek off of my as i stand up. derek groans, laying down on the pillow instead of my chest.

i walked over to scott, grabbing his shoulder as he stops pacing. ‘look, we aren’t just messing around. i love him, okay? you know what it’s like to be in love’ i whisper, getting him to look at me. he sighs, nodding his head gently. ‘and he makes me really happy, okay? can you accept that?’ i asked.

scott stares at me for a second, before nodding. ‘okay fine. i can accept this, but it doesn’t mean i’m happy!’ he says pointing at derek, who just stares at him with a blank expression. ‘just, make sure you tell mom. you know she’ll be happy for you’ he says to me, to which i replied with a slight nod.

scott nods, before leaving the room. i let out a deep breath. ‘well that happened sooner than i thought’ i say, hopping back into bed with him. i giggled a little as he grips my waist, yanking me towards him and connecting his lips back to mine. ‘and i can’t believe he interrupted us’ he mumbled against mine, causing me to giggle a little.

(third person)

scott peeked around the door again when y/n had gotten back into bed with derek, and he smiled a little seeing his sister so happy, and one of his best friends finally happy too. he wouldn’t tell them that though, no. needs to keep his protective brother status.

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i hope this was okay anon! thankyou so much for the request. have a beautiful day. ♡︎

Calm Nights

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Stilinski!Twin

Pairings: Derek Hale x Reader

Summary: The past few weeks were stressful. But your new werewolf boyfriend knew exactly what you needed. 

Takes place right after season 1. Takes place in the same universe as my other story: Secrets Out.

Warnings: None! Pure fluff!

You sighed in frustration. It was a hot spring night in Beacon Hills. Summer was just around the corner and all you had to do was get through your last set of finals before you were free. You glanced at the clock and saw it was already 1AM. Your face pulled into a frown, as if frowning at the clock would make time go backwards. Taking a deep breath, you focused your attention on the textbook in front of you again.

You found it hard to concentrate on school. But who could blame you. It wasn’t exactly the most interesting thing going on in your life right now. In the past few weeks you found out werewolves exist. Your best friend since you and your brother were little was also now a werewolf. Your new best friend belongs to a family of werewolves hunters. Your new boyfriend was also a werewolf. Not only that, he was an Alpha werewolf capable of creating other werewolves. And finally, your boyfriends ex-girlfriend, who also happened to be your new best friend’s aunt, was the person responsible for killing his entire family.

School was literally the last thing on your mind right now. Your brain was all over the place. You were nearly in a trance trying to read through the textbook. 

A knock on your window broke your trance. You turned around quickly and made your way to the window. At first you saw nothing, but jumped in surprise as Derek’s face came out of nowhere. You placed your hand on your heart to try and calm your heart rate. He smiled, and pointed up, signaling for you to open your window.

“Der!” You said in a shouting whisper.

Derek wasted no time climbing through your window. He pulled you into his arms as soon as his feet touched the ground. You sighed and smiled into his chest, but quickly pulled away.

“Are you crazy! Stiles is home!”

He smirked. “He’s asleep.”

“Are you sure?”

And as if on cue, the sound of a loud snore came from Stiles’ room. You chuckled and rolled your eyes. Derek turned around and took a seat on your bed. “Okay okay, he’s asleep. But what are you doing here? I thought we were going out tomorrow night?” You walked towards him, after closing your laptop for the night. School could wait till tomorrow.

As soon as you were arms distance, Derek pulled you by the waist and pressed his face to your chest. You laughed at his clinginess. You pressed yourself further into him and ran your hand through his hair. His dark black hair was so soft. You laughed to yourself as you imagined yourself touching a puppy.

Neither one of you said anything. You merely enjoyed each other’s company. After a minute or so, you sat down on his lap to look him in the eyes. He looked down at you with large brown puppy dog eyes.

“You okay?” You asked, slightly concerned. Derek had been a bit more clingy than usual. Especially after the Kate incident.

He looked away. “Just missed you.”

You smiled and leaned forward to place a kiss on his lips. He kissed back and tightened his grip around your waist, pulling you in deeper. With finals around the corner and the recent discovery of the truth behind the fire, you could say it had been a rough few weeks. At that moment all of your worries and bad thoughts just melted away.

Derek leaned back as you pressed yourself into his chest. You were soon on top of him. The kiss only got more intense. You pulled away for one second to catch your breath. He smiled up at your flushed face. You stuck your tongue out and Derek took that opportunity to tickle you. You yelped from surprise. Derek’s eyes widened. You instantly covered your mouth and muttered, “Crap.”

You looked down at him with wide eyes, as the snoring stopped. Derek gently sat up with you on top of him. You got to your feet quickly as Derek went to hide under your bed. The sound of a door opening and quick footsteps could be heard from down the hall. The door to your bedroom flew open and a slightly worried Stiles threw himself into the room. He was holding his baseball bat, his usual weapon of choice.

“What happened? Are you okay?” He asked, concern painted on his face.

You looked at him from where you were standing. Slightly flushed still. “Spider.” You said quickly.

His face relaxed. Knowing there was no danger, Stiles reached up to rub his eyes of exhaustion from his face, the bat dropping to his side. “Oh.” He said, slightly irritated. “Did you get it?”

You nodded. Stiles was too exhausted to ask for proof, he merely turned around and walked out of your room in a huff. The door behind him closed quietly.

You let out a sigh of relief and turned around to see Derek poking his head from behind your mattress. “Spider?” He asked mockingly.

“They get big out here.” You said with an eye roll. You once again glanced at your clock and saw the time, letting out a groan when you realized it was already 3AM. Derek glanced over at the clock and the happiness in his eyes changed to sadness.

“I should go.” He said with a frown.

You knew he was right, but you also knew you didn’t want him to leave just yet.

“Stay?” You asked. “My bed is big enough for both of us. You can usually hear Stiles’ six alarms from two houses down, so you can just sneak away before he is up. Dad is also working the night shift so he won’t be back till noon.” You looked at him with the best puppy dog eyes you could muster.

Derek’s first instinct was to say no. He was risking a lot just being here. Kate may be gone, but the Argents were still around. If you got hurt because of him… He would never forgive himself.

But at that moment, he decided to ignore his animal instinct; probably the first time in his life. He simply nodded, and took a seat on the bed. You beamed brightly at him, turning around to grab some PJs and running into the restroom to start your nightly ritual. Derek shrugged off his jacket and shoes and laid down on your bed, making himself comfortable as you got ready for bed.

In a few minutes you stepped out of the restroom, ready to hit the hay. You smiled when you saw how comfortable Derek looked on your bed. The memory of him living in his old, burned, family home ran through your head. You pushed away the negative thoughts and focused on the happy one in front of you.

You jumped into the bed after turning off the lights and scooted yourself as close to him as possible. He wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pulled you close to place a kiss on your head.

“Night Der.” You whispered, snuggling into his chest.

“Night Y/N/N.” You could hear the smile in his voice.

You fell asleep with ease that night. The weeks of nightmares that plagued you, in your dreams and in reality, melted away that night.

A/N: Have been in a Teen Wolf mood ever since I saw Derek would be in the movie. This is either a one shot, or chapter 1 of a new series. Let’s see where my brain takes me!

how you get the girl | d.h.

summary: it's been six months since derek stopped replying to your texts, so why was he suddenly standing in front of your door?

pairing: derek hale x reader, nickname "brooklyn"

word count: 3,2k

warnings: cursing

author's note: hello hello and welcome to the first fic of series inspired by taylor swift's 1989! we're starting off strong with how you get the girl. all the fics a part of this series are connected, but it's not necessary to read all of them to understand the plot though it is recommended by me. also i think you should know that i have adopted a way of avoiding the use of Y/N by giving my readers a nickname (courtesy of the top gun fandom) which is brooklyn/b. hope it's okay!! tagging @stilinskiderek bc i know she's been waiting for this. title is from taylor swift's how you get the girl

You had almost missed the tentative knocks on your front door with the endless rain pelting against your roof and all your windows, until the knocks became louder and more incessant. “I’m coming!” you shouted, wrapping your cardigan tighter around your frame as you padded to the front door. As you swung it open, you had to stop yourself from slamming the door shut again when you saw who was standing on your front porch. Derek lifted his head, his hair wet and stuck against his skin. If you hadn’t known that werewolves were basically a walking furnace, you’d guess he was shaking from the cold rain and invite him in. But alas, he probably wasn’t even cold and there was also the thing where you were super mad at him.

“Are you insane?”

Derek blinked at you and then had the audacity to give you a small smile. “Hey. It’s been a while, huh?”

Really? Six months of radio silence and that was the thing he decided to open with? You let out a sigh of disbelief and moved to shut the door in his face, before Derek put his foot in the gap, his hand pushing it back open.

“Wait, wait! I’m sorry!”

Reluctantly, you slowly pulled the door open again, glaring at him.

“What do you want?”

Derek gestured inside your house, small rain droplets flinging from his sleeve.

“Aren’t you going to invite me in?”

“Can you give me a reason to?”

Your eyes were hard and Derek realized how serious you were being. He sighed softly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I can explain, okay? Can you just let me in? Please?”

Contemplating, you were quiet for a second before you opened the door wider for him to come in.

“Stay. I’ll get you a towel, don’t need you to track your muddy paws into my house,” you said, heading to your closet to grab him a towel. You knew the dog jokes were a low blow but you didn’t really care. Grabbing a spare towel from the shelf, you returned to Derek who apparently had taken his shoes off. His jacket was hanging off a coat rack and he was standing by the dresser, holding a picture frame. You knew exactly what picture it was. Instead of trying to find an excuse you tossed the towel at him, fully intending to sock him in the face with it, but he was still a werewolf, catching it easily with one hand. He put the picture back and dried himself off.

“Thanks.”

You forwent an answer and instead picked up the picture frame, putting it in the back; the image of you kissing Derek on the cheek being obscured by pictures of Isaac, Kira and Stiles. You could feel Derek’s eyes on you, but when you turned back to him, he was hanging his jacket on the coat rack, the towel around his neck.

Giving him a brief once over, you noticed that he looked good. Well-nourished and healthy. At least he wasn’t being held in some rotten basement. But that meant he didn’t really have an excuse for why he ghosted you.

“How long have you been in town?”

“Just got in. I just checked into the loft before I came here,” Derek said, toweling his hair dry with a frown.

“What, didn’t you have to announce your presence to the Alpha for breaching his territory?” you said, somewhat mockingly and Derek gave you a look. You just rolled your eyes at him, growing impatient.

“You said you were going to explain.”

Derek nodded, but it was clear that he was struggling to find his words. So much for that explanation.

“If you don’t have anything to say Derek, you can just leave,” you sighed, exhausted and disappointed at the same time. “That’s what you’re best at, right?”

Without waiting for an answer, you walked over to the couch, sitting down, but Derek was hot on your heels, clearly agitated.

“You knew I was trying to get Cora out of here, I was trying to keep her safe!”

“Yeah, but that was before you completely went AWOL and stopped returning my texts,” you interjected, glaring at him. “Six months, Derek. I didn’t even know if you were alive or not.”

Derek scoffed, glaring at the floor. “I’m sorry. I didn’t-” he broke off with a frustrated huff, dropping down on the arm chair across from you. “I’m sorry I made you worry. That wasn’t my intention… I wanted to text you. I did, but I didn’t now what to say or how to explain myself… When I dropped Cora off with her old pack I envied her that she was able to start new after everything that happened. And I guess seeing her so happy and burden free… It made me wonder what I wanted out of my life.”

And it apparently wasn’t you?

You crossed your arms, burrowing deeper into the couch, not really liking his explanation so far. Did he just come here to insult you and make everything worse?

“Would you let me finish explaining before you plan my demise?” Derek asked dryly and your eyes snapped up at him, realizing that he could smell the anger coming off of you. You jerked your chin, telling him to continue.

“At first I stayed with Cora for a while, thought I could settle with a new pack but I didn’t feel right. Not really.” Derek rubbed the back of his neck. “I flew back here and picked up my car, started driving. I guess I just felt free for the first time, which I didn’t mind, but I really missed you so that’s when I started writing you letters.”

Wait, what?

“Hold up,” you said, waving your hands around for good measure. “Letters? What letters? I didn’t get any letters.”

Derek stared at you for a good minute, the tips of his ears turning pink honest to god. With a small exhaled stood up, disappearing into the hallway. For a split second, you were actually scared that he’d leave again, as you scooted to the edge of the couch, ready to jump up and follow him as soon as you heard the front door shut but Derek returned, a small brown package in his hand. You allowed yourself to sink back into the couch and Derek pretended not to notice as he unwrapped the paper wrapper slowly, revealing a stack of letters. He put the stack on the coffee table, pushing it in your direction as you stared at it. It had to be about 20 letters, all addressed to you, stamped and everything, just not mailed.

Mouth agape, you looked at Derek, who was resolutely staring at the floor.

“At first I felt stupid. But then I just thought about what I would tell you if this letter was addressed to you and then it just got so much easier writing it all down.” Derek glanced at you, face guarded. “You don’t have to read them. It’s not an excuse for not texting or calling, but-”

“I’m gonna read them.”

Derek raised his eyebrows in surprise.

“I mean, I don’t forgive you.” Not yet, at least. “But I will read them.”

Derek huffed out dry laugh, sounding amused. “That’s fair, I guess.” He took another deep breath. “About two months after I left, something started changing in me. I felt like I was losing my abilities, my strength. I felt weaker.”

“What? What happened?”

“I don’t know. I met up with an old pack that my mother used to know. They helped me figure out what was going on,” Derek explained and you narrowed your eyes at him.

“And? Don’t leave me hanging, what happened?”

Derek grimaced. “I think it’s better if show you.”

You had no idea what he meant, watching him intently as he got up. When he started taking off his shirt, your mouth flew open. “What the hell are you doing? Stop taking your clothes off!”

Derek glared at you, tossing his shirt on the arm chair before he disappeared behind the book shelf. You heard his belt hitting the floor and there were about a hundred thoughts racing through your head, trying to find a logical explanation for his behavior when a huge black wolf came out into the living room. Your eyes widened and instinctively you backed up against the couch, even as the wolf somehow gave you a look.

“Derek?”

The wolf flashed his eyes, a brilliant blue, the ones you loved so much on Derek, and you covered your mouth with your hand.

“Holy shit!”

The wolf, Derek, came around the couch and padded towards you, nosing his snout on your knee. You patted his head gently, fingers diving into the black fur, that was surprisingly soft. For some reason you had expected it to be hard and coarse. He let out a soft whine, pushing his head closer into your hands.

“Who’s a good doggy?”

You knew the dog jokes were so old but Stiles would’ve never forgiven you for not using this opportunity. Derek growled, snapping his teeth at you playfully before retreating behind the couch. For a second he stayed still then somehow shifted back into his human form. Wincing, you kept your eyes on his face as he walked back behind the book shelf, presumably to put his clothes back on.

“That’s insane, Derek,” you told him when he came back around, pants back on. “Your mother and Laura could turn into a wolf, too right? So, is it like a Hale gene thing, or?”

Derek shrugged, picking his shirt back up to put it on. “I don’t know. There’s not really a record of werewolves that can fully shift, but there are others who can do it. It’s unclear as to what triggers the transformation, though.” He sat back down on the arm chair, somewhat uncomfortable. Clearly he was much more open with his emotions as a wolf.

“Does it hurt?”

“Not really. It’s a bit uncomfortable, but it’s not like I can actually feel my bones changing.. I’ve always felt like I was… Incomplete. But when I fully shifted for the first time, it was so freeing. Like I finally achieved what I’ve been working towards my whole life.

“So, you finally got your life in order, huh? Got everything you want?”

Derek shifted nervously on the chair and you knew what he was struggling with. You didn’t know yet if you were going to make it easy on him.

“I called you every day.”

“I know and it took everything in me not to pick up.”

“You’ve got a lot of amends to make.”

And he did. Not only with you, there were people he hurt even before he left and you didn’t even have to say a name for Derek to know who you were talking about. He must have known as soon as he stepped into the house.

“Yeah. That is mostly also why I didn’t want to let him down again, I wanted to be able to protect him before I came back.”

Even if you could forgive Derek and take him back, you couldn’t promise it would help salvage Derek’s relationship with Isaac. Their bond was different and you didn’t want to intervene in it. It was Isaac’s decision to whether he would forgive Derek or not. You knew Derek cared a lot for Isaac, but he hurt him. It wasn’t something that Isaac could easily get past.

“I know I hurt you,” Derek started. “And I know it’s going to take a lot of work for you to trust me again not to leave. But I promise, I won’t leave again. Ever. You’re it for me, Brooklyn.”

You startled at the use of the old nickname. It has been a while since he called you that.

“I’ll wait for as long as it takes for you to trust me again. And even if we only stay friends, that’s fine with me. I’ll take you in any way you’ll have me.”

Your mouth was open, but you couldn’t find the words. While you’ve know how Derek felt for you, he had never actively said it, like you said, Derek was a man of little words.

“Are you seeing someone else?” Derek’s tone was mostly neutral, but you could tell there was an edge to it. Wolves have always been kind of jealous, and Derek wasn’t really an exception.

“Didn’t you just say you’d be fine with being friends?” You asked sharply and Derek clenched his jaw, lowering his head. You let him simmer in disappointment for a while before you sighed.

“Okay.”

Derek lifted his head, frowning at you. “Okay?”

“Okay, I’ll give you another chance.”

The smile that appeared on Derek’s face was almost worth all the pain he’d put you through for the past six months. Almost. He stood up and walked over to you, slowly, as if he was scared you’d change your mind. Lowering himself in front you, he took his hands into your, holding them tightly, but not so much that it hurt.

“If you’re gonna leave again, that’s it, Derek, you hear me?” you warned him and he nodded quickly, intently.

“I’m never leaving again.”

You huffed. annoyed, but appeased. You knew it took a lot for a born wolf to be kneeling in front of a human like this. Not that he had a higher rank than you. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

“I’m not,” Derek insisted. “Didn’t you hear what I said? You’re it for me. I love you.”

Rolling your eyes, you flushed. “Shut up.”

Derek opened his mouth to say something, but he tensed, stopping. You were about to ask what was wrong, when you heard the door open.

“Hey, I’m home!” Isaac called, shutting the door behind him. That explained Derek’s tense shoulders. “Shit, it’s crazy out there.”

You could hear him shaking his jacket out, cluttering in the hallway.

“Hey, why does it smell like-” Isaac’s footsteps came closer, until they stopped and you looked at him, frozen in the door way.

“Derek.”

Isaac's presence was a comfort to you, and you appreciated the way he didn't make things awkward between you and Derek. But you also knew that Isaac was hurt by Derek kicking him out, of the pack and his loft.

"You smell like wet dog," you teased Isaac, trying to lighten the mood.

Isaac grinned, "Yeah, it's been raining cats and dogs outside."

Derek cleared his throat. He squeezed your hand before he got up, walking over to his first beta. Isaac’s eyes flickered to you, but you shrugged your shoulders. It was his choice.

“I’m sorry for the way I handled things with you after- after Boyd died. I was trying to protect you and I know I went at it the wrong way. Im not sorry for trying to protect you, you’re pack. I care about you. But I should’ve done it differently,” Derek said, grimacing. He looked like he about hit his word limit of the day.

Isaac didn’t reply and you could tell he was conflicted as his hands curled into fists. You held your breath, knowing this could go either way, with Isaac being loyal to a fault and Derek was the first person gave him the chance to get away from his father.

“I’m glad you’re okay,” Isaac then said, gently, and you exhaled slowly. He didn’t really acknowledge Derek’s apology, but you knew that was going to take time. This was a good start. He gave Derek a small smile, it was guarded, but it was a smile. Isaac’s eyes flitted over to you and he pointed towards his bedroom. “I'm gonna go change. I'm soaked. Can we do pizza for dinner?"

”Sure,” you agreed and Isaac bobbed his head twice, before going towards his room. When you heard his door shut, you turned to Derek, lifting a brow. “You’re lucky. Isaac has a big heart.”

Derek breathed a sigh of relief, looking at you with gratitude. "Yeah… I know I still got a long way ahead of me, but I’m glad he’s giving me another chance.”

As the rain continued to pound outside, the three of you settled in for a quiet evening of pizza and movies. Even though the three of you acted like this was just like before, it was obvious that everyone was walking on egg shells around each other. It was going to take longer before things would really get back to the way it was before.

“Hey, did you just pick the pepperoni off my pizza?!”

Or maybe not that long.

-

Dear Brooklyn,

I miss you more than words can express. It's been three months since I left and I still can't shake the feeling that I made a mistake. I am sorry for not responding to your texts and calls, but at the time, I just couldn't bring myself to talk to you. I was going through something, something that I didn't understand and I didn't want to burden you with it. But now, I realize that I should have at least told you what was going on. I'm sorry for shutting you out.

Something's happening to me, Brooklyn. I don't know what it is, but it feels like I am losing my strength. I wonder if it’s punishment from the universe for leaving you. I'm trying to figure it out, but it's difficult. I feel like I'm running out of time. I know you and Stiles would hit the books as soon as you find out about it, but I don't want to trouble you. I'm trying to get in contact with my mother's old allies to see if they can help me. That's why I'm in New York.

Being back here without you or Laura is hard. Everything reminds me of you both. I miss you so much, Brooklyn. You were always there for me, even when I didn't deserve it. And I'm sorry for hurting you. I know I have a lot of making up to do. But I promise you this, I will make it up to you. I will never leave you again.

I hope you're well and happy. How's Isaac? I know he's probably still mad at me, and I don't blame him. I messed up. But I'm glad you two have each other. Maybe you can both be mad at me together. I hope I can fix things when I come home. But even if you don't want to take me back, I'll understand. I just want to be in your life, Brooklyn.

Please take care of yourself.

Derek.

this is absolutely hilariousssss

HSHDHS YES and I can imagine just having dinner trying to comfort Derek touching his arm or something and he flinches so hard trying not to elicit a good reaction cuz Chris is watching😭

MONIQUE OHMYGOD I NEED A DEREK VERSION OF CRAZY STUPID LOVE NOW SJFHDH like it’s one of my favorite rom coms ever and it’s fitting perfectly right about now😭😭 and that pose with Der omg!!

CRAZY STUPID LOVE | D.H.

word count: 1k

warnings: age gap, dbf!derek, argent!reader, "I met you while trying to kill you for being a werewolf but then you helped me get a girl to help me get over my wife and now you're dating my daughter" vibes, fem!reader

Derek wore his fancy jacket, his "this is serious" jacket, his "today you're a gentleman jacket"- how was he to know he'd need more than his jacket and his perfect meet-the-family lines to win over his best friend to let him continue dating his daughter? Dinner was awkward to say the very least, neither your dad nor Derek had acknowledged where they knew each other from before meeting tonight, the night of your birthday dinner, but it was clear there was history there and no one was going to say something first so no one was yet to say anything at all.

Your dad was slicing at his steak in a way that made the whole act seem a little personal, his eyes on Derek's every move as the werewolf tried not to react to you slipping your hand onto his knee like you always did, it was one of his favorite little gestures which is why you were a little surprised when he didn't slip his hand onto yours right away, taking a big gulp from his wine glass in the process

"You two are pretty cozy," your dad noted and you were grateful for Allison's presence next to you to share in a questioning stare because does no one remember you coming home from at least a hundred dates talking about just how amazing Derek was? "What's it been like a week or two?"

"Dad, we've been dating for a few months now," you breathed, not even thinking as you scooped the crunchy carrots from your plate into Derek's, smiling your usual sweet smile and silently asking him to get rid of them for you. "I'd say it would be a little weird if we weren't cozy," you scoffed, thumb brushing over Derek's as you leaned into his side, extremely confused when it made him take in a loud breath of air. You didn't want it to be too obvious when you gave him a little look to ask what was wrong, but it wouldn't have mattered because the man wasn't even looking at you to begin with.

"So, Derek, have you two thought any more about moving in together?" Allison had no idea the terror her question would cause both Derek and your dad looking at her with complete horror as she took another bite of the bread Derek made. "What?" you were curious too, finally being able to meet your boyfriend's gaze and having no idea why he would be so surprised by the question when you talked about it just the previous day.

"Are you okay?" Your question was quiet really, only for his ears but it drew your dad's attention still, the echo of his knife hitting the plate enough to steal your focus. "Are you okay?" you reprised your question to the man opposite of you.

"You're dating my daughter," he wasn't looking at you, eyes burning right into the side of Derek's head before he snapped to meet his gaze, explanation already on his tongue. "You're dating my daughter," he repeated and boy were you lost but by the looks of it you'd be caught up real soon. "You want to move in with my daughter? You?" he had stood up now, plate clinking against the table in the process, glass almost tipping were it not for Derek being fast enough to catch it. "The man who taught me the best way to get a woman to sleep with me wants to move in with my daughter?" Allison swallowed a gasp. You weren't sure who to question first but your dad was moving before you had time to think it through.

"Dad!" you didn't even hesitate before jumping up and moving in front of Derek, stopping the man with your hands firmly on his chest and your face blocking his gaze before he could get close enough to Derek's chair. "Let's take a breath."

"Look, Chris, I can explain."

"Maybe not this second, babe," your tongue slipped, you didn't even realize you'd thrown the petname in there but your dad sure did and it did little to aid your case, even less when Derek stood up behind you, hand falling to your waist out of pure habit as you pushed back a little to stop your dad from moving. "You're the guy he's been playing wingman to?" a little angered nod was all you got in reply. ''And, Der, you're the floozy playboy that's been giving him dating advice?" You couldn't hide your amusement even if you tried your hardest.

"Yes, but this was before I met you and heaven knows not even my best tips worked on her so trust me when I say, Chris, this is different," With his voice back he was brave, very smooth when he took hold of your elbow and guided you behind him. "Look if you want to punch me then I'll give you one free shot but then best believe I'm taking a shot of my own, old man."

"Don't tempt me," your dad was less brave now, narrowed eyes shifting between you and his so-called friend with enough disapproval to write a novel but all he offered was a grunt of defeat. "It goes without saying that I do not even slightly approve of this."

"I don't blame you," your hands gripped his biceps as Derek spoke, you gave a little squeeze to his arms before you peeked your head over his shoulder. "You need time, I get it, we need to talk things out but eventually you'll see that this is different."

"Very," you noted, chin on his shoulder as you nodded, and were it another time anyone would be able to recognize just how cute the gesture was. "He talks a big game, Dad, but he's actually a big uncool softie," you teased and you were happy when Derek smiled, even happier when your dad gave a soft scoff.

"Careful, now," Derek warned and it was entirely not his intent to rub anything in Chris' face but he couldn't even stop himself from pulling you around and into his side, smiling lightly as you looked up at him. "I have a reputation to protect."

"Oh, mister womanizer, how could I forget?" you laughed and stole a glance over the table to where Allison was starting to clean up the dirty dishes. "Why don't you take your brooding self over to the kitchen to help my sister with the dishes and I'll try and convince my dad not to try and murder you again before dessert, " you had no doubt the idea was still very much lingering in his head.

"Yes ma'am," and Chris had to be blind not to notice just how happy you were, just how alarmingly different the little moment between you was to anything he'd seen from Derek before but it would take a hell of a lot more to convince him not to take him out in his sleep.

"So, you had any luck with his advice yet?" It was far too soon to joke about it but you'd not be his daughter if you didn't at least try.

"I need a drink."

Hi! It's me again, I was wondering if I could ask a Derek hale x sister! Reader where since the hale fire the reader stop talking to anyone but only her siblings (like laura, Derek and cora) and one day the pack come in to derek's loft and saw reader whispering to Derek a d they ate shocked because even at school she never speak but as soon as she saw them she stop speaking/whispering to him. So the pack always try to make her speak by speaking to her or asking her things but reader either sigh or growl but never speak to them even though they're her pack because she's afraid that they'll die once she will start being friendly with tem, sos some people of the pack start getting frustrated and stiles or someone else make a comment about her being mut or thinking that she was mute and Derek her big brother stand up for her. Please and sorry it's so so long.

Derek defending Reader b/c of their Quietness

UGH YES LOVE THIS🦅🦅🦅 it’s not long bro, don’t even worry about it, I love writing for teen wolf teehee

Idk if I did you justice but I hope you enjoy this!!

Derek is SUPER protective of you, like it’s not even funny😭

Since you’re with your older brother most of the time, the pack has gotten used to your presence and silence, yet were always so curious to know more about you!

But whenever they’ve come across you, whether it be at school, walking down a street, or even when fighting, you never say a peep to any of them

They obviously know that you somewhat care for them with all the times you’ve saved their asses from trouble, but you’re just so quiet that it’s hard to form a connection with you

I don’t think they’ve actually heard your voice besides from the occasion sigh or chuckle you would let out whenever someone said something funny

At one point they all just assumed you were mute until they one day unexpectedly dropped by Derek’s studio when they hear faint talking from outside his door

Of course they hear Derek’s deep voice, but they also hear a new voice as well

This once is much softer, yet filled with life as they heard the joyful laughing of this unknown person

Stiles being Stiles, homeboy just barges in to see who this new person only to see the surprised faces of you and your brother

“You can talk?!” Is definitely the first thing this dude would say

Your mouth is glued shut at the question and before the group can begin interrogating you, Derek steps in to separate you all

Since then, the group (mostly stiles tho) would try and make you talk

Whether it be about the most random things, they are always in some way waiting for your response

I think Allison would be the one in the pack to understand your hesitance of forming a connection with them because of your terrible pst

She understands your boundaries and only converses with you when it’s only the two of you

Allison doesn’t let her surprise how on her face you you laugh at a joke she offhandedly said to make you feel comfortable

She’s the only one you would actually talk to in private, allowing her to take a place in your heart with how many times she’s saved you, and made you laugh

Scott doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable by any means, but sometimes the silence between you both makes him feel awkward

He definitely bugs Derek about it though. Because of how much he asks about it, Derek does fold at one point and reveals why you never speak around them

Scott sees you in a different light at the knowledge of you scared of forming relationships with them, but he doesn’t treat you any differently

He’s learned to embrace the silence and calmness you bring, throwing smiles towards you every now and then when you guys make eye contact

Lydia and Stiles are more of the pushy types, always bothering you about why you don’t talk

Lydia learns to just let I go though after the first few times she tries talking to you

She doesn’t wanna waste her breath when you won’t even respond to a yes or no question😭 you usually communicate with her with your eyes or by nodding your head

Stiles on the other hand won’t let go of it

He’s always asking you questions, waiting for a response before babbling about something else

There are times that he asks sensitive questions which he knows is wrong and insensitive of him but he just wants to hear you speak again

I think we all know how stiles is, pushing someone’s else’s limits until they actually do so emerging to him to him shut up💀

I think Scott might reveal a little about you to Stiles because of how annoying he’s gotten about the subject

Stiles actually gets fed up one random day tho after the group almost gets killed because of your reluctance to communicate with them, making an off handed, and lowkey insulting, comment towards you

“What, are you finally gonna speak at our funerals when one of us dies? There won’t really be a point in doing so though.”

Might not seem like much, but for you, your heart breaks at that

He will admit it’s not his proudest moment

The second the comment leaves his mouth tho, Derek is slamming the younger boy against a way and giving him the death stare

Everyone gasps at the sound of Stiles hitting the wall

Scott tries to make Derek let go, but Stiles was talking shit to his younger sibling and he’s not gonna take that

You quickly walk over though, resting a hand on his arm

Everyone is supposed, even Derek, when you speak

“It’s ok Derek, let him go.”

After a moment of hesitation, Derek lets Stiles go, not before threatening to rip his head off if her ever speaks to you like that

Once he’s backed off, you look to Stiles, eyes filled with hurt and anger

“Are you happy now Stiles?”

And boom, you angrily walk away leaving everyone tense, Allison chasing after you

I think this’ll have a more emotional affect on you because this dude basically forced you to kinda relive a trauma you’ve grown to have

He destroyed the coping mechanism you had, which was keeping to yourself in silence

But maybe this was the push you needed. Maybe you needed someone to break you out of this shell you were in.

It was a difficult and scary process for you, but with the support of Derek and Allison, you slowly began speaking more

Starting with small comments, everyone gave you time and space to go at your own pace when talking with you

I think you would have a stutter because of your limited amount of contact you’ve had with other people throughout the years

So the pack patiently as you get out the words and sentences you stumble on occasionally

They don’t make fun of it, but instead encourage you to continue, especially if you get frustrated when you can’t get out a specific word

They are also there to remind you that they’re always going to be there for you, and that they won’t ever leave you💔

You appreciate so much because that’s been your number one fear ever since the fire that happened all those years ago

While at first things were still awkward with you and Stiles, he apologized the second you guys were alone

He’s super sincere and remorse full of the way he treated you. You accept his apology, but not without giving him the classic Hale threat if he ever does it again🤭

Derek is still super protective of you and always reminds you to not push yourself

You honestly love and appreciate him for that, and often remind him how much you appreciate him

Cora, if she’s visiting, would be surprised to hear you talking freely now. While she gives Stiles the stink eye at hearing how it all happened, she’s lowkey happy that you’ve finally broken from your chains of doubt

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.

Derek Hale - (NSFW - headcanon)

A = Aftercare 

 Derek cleans you up and surprisingly cuddles, he likes having you close to him after

 B = Body part 

 Derek is proud of his chest and abs (yummy ;) ). Derek loves when you run your hands up and down his chest and his abs. Sometimes even when things get heated he loves you licking and kiss down and all over his chest and abs. Derek’s favorite part of you is your shoulders. He loves kissing them, having his arm wrapped around them, rubbing them, biting, sucking, leaving marks, pulling you by them. 

 C = Cum 

 Derek likes to cum in you. 

 D = Dirty secret 

 Derek likes to be in control even when/if your on top. 

 E = Experience 

 Derek has some experience, but he does have some. He is amazing though. 

 F = Favorite Position

 " Downward dog " he has control over you and h c kiss your shoulders, and pull your hair if he wants. 

 G = Goofy

 Not really goofy at anytime during sex/making love. Lots of smiles after though 

 H = Hair

It matches, Derek takes care of it to. (well groomed)

I = Intimacy

Derek is very intimate. He makes sure that you know that your loved and that he is the one that loves you the most. 

 J = Jack off 

Derek sometimes jacks off. He did all the time when you weren’t ready because he didn’t want to pressure you. Now he just does it if he really needs to.

K = Kink

Derek is probably depending on what his mood is at that moment; “sir” because it shows you respect his dominance, “Alpha “ kink, maybe hair pulling.

L = Location

Derek usually waits till you guys get home (that doesn’t stop the teasing on the way there ;) ) . You guy’s have done it in the Camaro more than once.

M = Motivation

Derek’s motivation is the love he gets to show you. 

N = No

Being slutty to get attention.

O = Oral

Derek is really good at it and if he only has time for that he loves doing that to you. Derek likes when you give him oral, but he likes giving it to you more.

P = Pace 

Derek is usually slow to show how much he cares and loves you and wants to draw out the moment. Depending on if you guys are in the mood for kinky sex, it can be slow to tease, but kinky with you and Derek usually mean rough.

Q  = Quickie

Usually quickies consist of Derek fingering or eating you out. Sometimes to tease him you will give him a quick blowjob.

R = Risk

Considering you are the same age as Scott and Stiles when you guys don't use a condom its a risk. You to don't really experiment to much.

S = Stamina

Derek usually goes for just 1, but depending on how much energy you to have left you guys can go 2.

T = Toy

Derek and you don’t use toys to much and don’t own many. Sometimes Derek and you will use a leash on you during sex.

U = Unfair

Derek does tease to stimulate you, and to bug you in the best way.

V = Volume

Derek does groan and moan. But not super loud and not super quiet either.

W = Wildcard

X = Xray

Well in doubt, almost a monster ( length & wigth )

Y =  Yearning

Depending on his mood it can be high or it can be close to high. Derek thinks about sex/making love more then people think. 

Z = ZZZ

Derek can fall asleep close to fast but Derek loves to watch you sleep peacefully for awhile but he does get tired fast after so he doesn't for long.

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How Could You Not Know?- Stiles Stilinski

Stiles Stilinski x fem!reader (complicated)

Scott McCall x friend reader

Derek Hale brother x sister reader

Warnings: Nothing

Word count: 922

Author's Note: Simple but it was something Stiles

Summary: Stiles being shocked that your Derek’s little sister since you're nothing like him

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“Hey Stiles, Scott!” I said as they opened the door

“Whats up y/n” Scott said letting me inside

“Nothing much. I can’t stay to long tonight” I told them as we walked up the stairs into Scott’s room

“What?! Why not?!” Stiles said, grabbing my shoulders, with a frantic look on his face.

I giggled at how his face looked. “Stiles if I could stay I would. I don’t like actually I hate that I have to leave and can’t spend the night”

“Why can’t you spend the night? You have before.” Scott asked putting in the first movie.

“My brother want’s me home tonight” I told them honestly. As we sat down at the end of Scott’s bed where they had set up pillows, blankets and snacks

“But that’s not fair. We could drive you to school tomorrow if that changes his mind.” Stiles wasn’t wrong both have taken me to school before.

“I don’t think it will Stiles. I mean yeah we’ve done that, this before but with the Alpha’s around he want’s me home more often.” I said in annoyance in my tone considering my brother wasn’t being fair.

“But your brother is a  werewolf, right?” I nodded “what if they go after him?” Scott asked

“They already have they want him to join them” I said looking at both of them. “I’ll stay as long as I can but I do eventually have to leave, sorry guys” I told them. Looking at them with sympathy and sadness in my eyes.

“Don’t worry about it we can always do this again” Scott said wrapping an arm around me.

“Yeah we always do so next time” Stiles said moving me into his lap as he scooted closer

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Both boy’s are like brothers to me so waking up in the position we are in wasn’t weird, it was normal for us. We got comfortable last night and laid down. I woke up with my head in Stiles neck and my body on Scott. Hugging both boys hugging me.

When Scott’s alarm woke us all up. We realised that we needed to get ready for school, luckily I had left clothes at Scott’s last time. Once we got downstairs eating breakfast together. I remembered something.

“Oh shit” I yelped, the boys looked at me.

“What’s wrong” they asked at the same time

“We had so much fun last night that I slept over. I was supposed to go home. My phones dead, my brother is gonna be sooo mad and worried.” I told them pacing back and forth.

“Well let’s get to school you have a portable charger right? Charge it and text him I’m sure he’ll understand.” Scott said placing a hand on my shoulder trying to calm me down.

“Mine’s there but not charged I forgot to take it home and charge it.” I said losing hope. Then a lightbulb went off in my head “but lydia has one, I-I could use hers!”

“Then let’s go! I’ll drive you” Stiles said keys in hand grabbing my hand dragging me to the jeep.

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Once we pulled up I got out rushing to the tree me and Lydia always meet at before school. I told her what happened she then got up and dragged me to her locker demanding for my phone. She plugged it in then we headed to our first class.

In between second and third period, all of us meaning Scott, Stiles, Lydia and myself were all talking in the hallway waiting for class.

“Y/n Hale, please come to the office. Y/n Hale please come to the office your brother is here.” the secretary in the office said.

“Well I guess  my brother is here.” Lydia handed me my phone giving me a sympathetic look.

“Good luck” she said, I gave her a small smile. Both of us knowing how my brother can be.

“Wait!” Stiles said grabbing my arm Lydia and I gave them confused looks.  Stiles and Scott looked shocked and dumbfounded. Literally there jaws dropped when my name was called.

“Your name is Y/n Hale” he said it more like a question then a statement

“Stiles you’ve known me for 2 years you know my name is Y/n” I told him

“No, he means, we mean, your a Hale?  Your last name is Hale?” Scott asked

“Oh my god you guys we have known her for 2 years and you didn’t know her last name was Hale” Lydia said looking at them with the ‘are you serious’ look.

They both shrugged.

“Wait! Lydia you knew she was a Hale the whole time?!” Stiles said pointing at Lydia

“Yes, boys how could it not connect in your head?” she asked them

“Dudes, I’m always at the loft” I said

“Peter is protective of her” Lydia added

“Derek growls if someone he doesn’t like gets to close to her” Isaac said coming out of nowhere

“How we’ve gone after her to get to derek” the twins said coming up between me and lydia,

“Did everyone know but us?” Stiles asked Scott, turning to him

“I guess so” Scott said to him

“Oh boys I love you but a mad Derek is not a good Derek. You know that, right Stiles” I said smirking to him.

He stuck out his tongue at me and I copy him.

As I walk away after hugging Lydia goodbye.

Me and Isaac walked to the office. Where we were met with a in between angry and relieved look.

Dating Derek Hale would include . . .

- Meeting Derek when he was walking back from giving the inhaler to Scott 

- Talking for a bit with him before Scott and stiles start to call you

- Derek actually smiling 

-  Him finding you  cute 

- Him smiling a little when he helps Scott and your there

- Being best friends with Scott and stiles since kinder-garden

- Seeing Derek wolf out for the first time

- And not being afraid

- Despite what his blue wolf eyes meant you think there as beautiful as his green eyes (and you tell him)

- Him asking you to go on a date after you save him and Scott from there encounter with crazy alpha Peter

- Stiles not liking the idea

- Learning all about what happened to his family

- Hearing stories from before the fire

- Peter finding you intriguing because your not afraid of him and you make Derek happy

- Being there when Derek slices Peters throat 

- You and Derek being happy 

- Once he starts building his pack you notice it changing him

- Calling him a dick for the way he treats Isaac 

- (protecting Isaac because you and him have been friends since before his mom died)

- Hating the way Erica flirts with him

- Derek reassuring you that he doesn't feel anything towards her

- Helping Scott because Derek is being a cocky ass 

- Derek not liking it and getting mad so you tell him why and leave and then he feels bad

- Being there when Scott agrees to help Derek but on his terms

- When helping them Derek keeps trying to get you to talk to him but you just look anywhere but him

- Stiles telling him that he’s gonna have to make a big juster because him being a douche alpha made their connection very weak

- And he does do something big to get you back 

- Being there with him, Peter, and Isaac when they find the alpha pack symbol on the Hale house door

- Helping them search for Erica and Boyd

- Deucalion targetting you to get to Derek 

- Aiden and Ethan seeing why Derek likes you 

- Being there for him when Cora’s hurt 

- Being with Derek when the Oni put the backward’s 5 behind his ear, them doing the same to you 

- Staying at the loft, he say’s it’s to protect you

- Him being pissed about Dany’s party but saying one downfall to kicking the party out was not dancing or getting to paint you

- Him laughing when you tell him that after knowing there called Oni your still calling them ninja’s 

- Your parents being ok with you staying over at the loft 

- Your parents know about the supernatural, and believing Derek can protect you better there any way (they approve)

- Stiles well void Stiles try’s to come after you just as much as Lydia (because Stiles is really close to you just like Scott).

- Being at the hospital when the electrifying stuff happens

- Trying to run and save Isaac push him out of the way but Derek grabs you pulling you away from the water

- That night later at the loft Derek and you cuddle in bed he can tell your letting tears fall down your face

- Him trying to comfort you saying he’s gonna heal, everything is going to be ok

- Derek not knowing how safe it is at the loft for you when

- Scott telling him it’s probably the safest place for you

- Coming out of the school and seeing Aiden get  stabbed

- Derek seeing you coming up behind him and seeing Aiden dieing

- You being close to both twins (after they became good) so him comforting you about it

- Being worried the whole time he’s gone to Mexico

- Going with your pack/friends to Mexico to find him (and Kate)

- Watching over baby Derek 

- Which is weird for you

- Him hitting on you

- When he gets back to normal you tease him about how little him was so cute, and how he hit on you

- Him getting back at you by teasing you ;)

- You not letting him feel bad about letting himself get fooled by Kate again ( he was turned back to when he thought he could trust her, not his fault)

- When his name unlock’s the last part of the dead pool he confronts you

- Being scared when you find out because you don’t want him to die

- Him assuring you he won’t 

- Derek being afraid that losing his werewolf abilities will let him lose you too

- You assuring him you love him no matter what

- Thinking he died and Argent and Parrish comforting you: only for you to turn around and seeing him, naked, standing over Kate and seeing a very scared Kate

- Telling him he is a very handsome wolf-human and actual wolf

- Going with him for summer break

- Skyping and visits

- (when he comes back to help (season 6) )

- Running up and hugging each other when Argent smiles and moves a little bringing Derek’s into your view

- Burring your head into his shoulder when Stiles fibs about what happened and Derek corrects him

- Going with him when you all (the pack) go to find other wolf’s and save them and help them not get killed by the hunters (Monroes hunters)

- Protective hugs

- Protecting you 24/7

- Staying with him and surprisingly always cuddling

- Derek hugging you from behind all the time

- Resting his chin on your head (cause he’s taller)

- Him not caring that he’s a couple years older than you 

(and I could probably go on but I'm already at 75 - )

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Move In - Derek Hale

Derek Hale x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 492

Summary: Derek asks you to move in with him

Authors Note: obviously one of Derek's reason is more time in bed ;) 

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“Derek I have to go” I giggled trying to escape his vice grip.

“No, stay” he pleaded

“I have to go to work. I need to got to work if I don’t I won’t be able to pay my rent.” I sat up searching around the room for my clothes

“Stay. You should just move in here. No rent to pay I own the building. Stay with me 24/7.” he said looking over at me.

“Ha ha very funny. Where's my shirt?” I spoke with sarcasm thinking he was joking

“I’m serious. Move in with me” he grabbed at my bicep turning me to look at him. He looked serious

“Seriously? You want to be around me all the time?” I asked in disbelief

“I love you, of course.” he answered looking at me like I was crazy thinking otherwise

“You sure? Around me 24/7.I don’t want to annoy you” I looked at him nervously hoping he was telling the truth

“You are never annoying to me”

“Ya sure?” I asked quirking an eyebrow

“Yes, I’m sure”

“I should pay you rent for staying here-” I stumbled out

“No. That’s the point. You move in less working, no paying rent.” he chuckled

“I should at least help with bills” I told him not wanting to be a freeloader

“If I say yes will you stop trying to pay rent?” he asked smiling

I nodded.I couldn’t in good conscience not pay anything.I could see this meant something to Derek.

“Ok then you can help with bills.” he laughed, with a big goofy smile on his face

“Ok” I replied

“Ok? Your gonna move in, ok?” he asked with a hint of excitement in his voice

“Yeah Derek I’ll move in. But are you sure? This isn’t just a spur of the moment thing right?” I wanted to know before I moved in that he wasn't going to regret this in a week.

“It’s not. I swear. It’s something I’ve been thinking about for a while now. And this was just a good time to ask.” he moved closer to me sitting up

“I love you”

“I love you too” he said back cupping the side of my face which I leaned into

“So can we go get your stuff now? And by the way, some of your stuff is already here.” he pulled you back down on top of him

“How-” I looked at him puzzled and shocked

“I’ve been sneaking things over here to make you feel at home for a while and not we just need to get the rest of it” he looked around and I did the same. That's when I noticed that a lot of my stuff from my apartment were around the loft. He pulled me in for a kiss.

“Ok, one last thing.” I said pulling away from him

“Hmm” he raised his eyebrows ready to answer another question

“Where's my shirt?”

Again  - Young Derek Hale

Derek Hale x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 831

Summary: Derek gets turned young again and only remembers you

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“Okay, what’s so urgent that I had to rush over here for?” I said entering Scott’s house

“Well, we-we don’t know how it happened-” Scott came down the stairs and walked over giving me a hug

“But we plan to fix it-” Stiles interrupted following him down the stairs just as we started going up

“Yeah we do, we promise.” Scott finished. When they do this, interrupting each other thing is never good

“What are you guys talking abou-” I stopped once I opened Scott’s bedroom door. Then pulled it close again.

I looked at Scott and Stiles with a very shocked look.  I mean can you blame me? My boyfriend excuse me fiance, get turned into his younger self. . .again! The fact that I can say again is not the best thing, obviously.

“How the hell did that happen again?!” I moved my hands to rest on my hips, widening my eyes. Derek says I’m scary when I do that.

“We don’t know we are looking into it” Scott scratched the back of his head looking down. Before Stiles nudged him making him look up again.

“He does keep asking about you” Stiles smirked folding his arms

“How does he remember you?” they ask at the same time

“We’ve been friends for years. We knew each other at this age” I told them. I thought that was obvious.

“Then that makes sense” Scott thought out loud

“Okay but is he going to recognize you?” Stiles squinted his eyes looking between me and Scott

“I do look different, but he’s always known.Plus every human has a different scent. Personal to everyone. Derek always tells me that mine hasn’t changed.” I explained dropping my hands from my hips letting out a sigh

“Well lets hope this works because he doesn’t trust us, maybe he’ll trust you” Scott always the optimist. Although I do have to agree with him I hope he does recognize me.

“If he recognizes me he will trust me.”

I reopened the door closing it behind me and sat down on the desk chair. Moving it to be in front of Derek-young Derek. 

Sitting there for a while he wouldn’t even look up to see my face. 

If I thought he was stubborn before, I forgot how stubborn he was when we were teens.

“Do you want to at least look up and see the face of the person in front of you?” I asked trying to lighten him up a little

“You guys won’t let me talk to any of my family, so I’m asking to see my friend Y/n.” Young Derek demanded looking to the left

“If I’m correct and I’m sure I am but don’t  you mean girlfriend?” I raised my eyebrows. When I noticed the shock on his face.

“How do you know that?” he accused

“So I’m right?” I smiled big. I couldn’t help it, it’s cute seeing him think like this.

“I want to see y/n. Talk to her.” He demanded again, although this time more sternlyWell this is adorable, him demanding to see me.

“You already are” I answered smirking at him

“What?”

“Use your werewolf senses. Smell my scent.” I kinda challenged him finding this a little funny

“Y/n?” he questioned not believing it

“Yeah Der, it’s me.” I answered honestly

“B-but how?” he stuttered looking me up and down noticing similarities

“Well, somehow you were de-aged again. Those boys are trying to figure out how it happened. Once they do we can hopefully reverse it.” I explained the situation to my young Derek. Hoping he understands.

“So if you y/n then are we still together?” he looked curious. Wondering about his future.

“Yeah, we are.” I smiled at him

“There’s a ring on your finger. So I’ve proposed?”

“Yeah, not to long ago. We are still planning though” I blushed at the goofy smile on his lips

“Are we happy?” he looked kinda worried, even though he has no reason to be.

“What’s with all the questions? But yes we are happy, very happy.”

After talking for several hours I am starting to wonder if the boys found anything yet.

“We figured it out” Scott and Stiles said as they barged into the room

“Good” I nodded in a ‘yes’ motion

“Oh, so you’ll talk to her but not us?!” Stiles exclaimed moving his arms about

“Well, I actually remember her.” Derek pointed at me in a kinda shy way. Probably afraid of Stiles yelling again.

“What” the boys questioned at the same time

“Yeah what?” I asked

“Once I looked up at you in your eyes, images, memories came back. Only ones of you though.” young Derek clarify with a small smile on the corners of his mouth

“And you say this now?!” I practically yelled turning back to face him in the chair

“Yup your definitely y/n”

Ohh Ohh is he gonna get it for that remark when he’s back to normal

Bad Mood  -  Derek Hale

Derek Hale x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 536

Summary:  making Derek smile when he’s in a bad mood

Authors Note:

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“Ok, I’m here what’s the big problem?” I asked walking from my car over to Stiles and Scott. For some reason they called me to meet them in front of Derek’s loft building.

“We need yours and Derek’s help.” Scott stated turning around at the sight of me.

“Ok?” I stretched out looking at them confused. When neither of them said anything else I guessed they thought I’m thinking what they are. “What?”

“We need you to, you know.” Stiles waved his hands around

“No, I don’t know. What should I know?” I spoke in a slightly bitchy tone. Raising my eyebrows.

“He means whenever Derek’s in a bad mood-”

‘Scott always the peacemaker’

“Being a sourwolf” Stiles interrupted

“Your the only one able to cheer him up.” Scott finished, moving his hands together in a pleading motion. Stiles moving his to his hips. “He completely forgets about whatever it was that put him into a bad mood to begin with.”

“And he can’t help us in a bad mood.” Stiles says obviously not remembering who he’s talking to me about.

“So you called me over to de-moodify my boyfriend?” I turned to face Scott. Asking him instead of Stiles.

“Basically.” he said sheepishly while giving me his puppy dog eyes

After nodding I headed over to the stairway entrance. Once going up and walking in through the big sliding door. I strut in and looking around seeing Derek pacing was enough for me to know that he is in a mood.

“So was it Peter or Stiles? Because Stiles was on the verge of putting me into a bad mood to if I was around him any longer.” walking to him pushing him to sit back onto the bed, rubbing his shoulders.

“Stiles is always able to put a person in a bad mood. But no it wasn’t him.” Derek spoke in a shocked tone being surprised to see me there since we didn’t plan to meet up today.

“Peter then.” I concluded, nodding

“Yeah” he grumbled

“What’d he say?” I asked curiously hoping that he would share. Hoping for at least a hint.

He looked deep in thought, Suddenly I was straddling his lap, with him rubbing circles into my lower back. He let out a deep breath kissing my shoulders.

“Just some stuff about our relationship that he has no business being in or giving his opinion about.”

“Can I help?” I ask quietly hoping it doesn’t upset him, and hoping that whatever Peter said it doesn’t make him second guess anything about our relationship.

“Just you being here in my arms” he squeezed me tight “helps, A lot.”

“Huh, they were right” I mumbled under my breath leaning into him thinking about earlier.

“What you talking about?” he asked me, raising his eyebrows in question. Apparently I didn’t say it quietly enough. Although I swear this man could have a whole conversation with his eyebrows.

“Well Scott and Stiles called me over to de-moodify you and it worked.” I told him, surprised myself that they were right. Never having realized it before.

“It does, your my mate.” he stated smiling pulling me into a kiss, ‘Scott and Stiles can wait till tomorrow’.

You Won’t Lose Me - Derek Hale

Derek x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 265

Summary: the Alpha pack threatens Derek as we know but Y/n plans to do something about it

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“Don’t do this” Derek pleaded chasing Y/n around the loft

“I have to” she replied looking for her jacket

“No you don’t” Derek stated grabbing her arm to stop her from moving

“I do” Y/n said turning to face him

“They’re my problem. Not your.” he shook his head

“They are making themselves my problem to.” Y/n stated to him

“I don’t want you to do it.” Y/n could tell in his voice and eyes, there is a slight change with worry.

Y/n smiled at him turning to grab her jacket “well then good thing your not the boss of me.”

“Please. You know I don’t beg but I’m begging you right now. Don’t do this.” he moved to hug her from behind with a tight grip

“Derek-” she tilt’s her head slightly

“I have lost everyone and everything. I cannot lose you to.” Derek stated in a soft voice to keep from getting too emotional, resting his chin on her shoulder.

“You won’t lose me.” Y/n sighed softly leaning her head back on his shoulder

His hold tightens “you don’t know that. And you can’t promise that either.”

“Come with me then? Derek you would never let anything hurt me. So come with if your so worried.” she asked him, turning in his hold.

“Me being there could make them violent.” Derek said, letting Y/n out of his hold.

“I don’t plan on facing them. I plan on making a statement.” Y/n just grabbed her jacket.

“You coming?” Y/n raised her eyebrows with a smirk.

Allowed To Be Here - Peter Hale

Peter x Fem!reader

Derek x friend reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 189

Summary: Peter might have a crush on Derek’s friend

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“So your back” Peter stated coming down the spiral staircase.

“It’s not your place Peter. I’m allowed to be here.” Y/n looked at Peter smiling.

“Knock it off.” Derek told Peter

Peter huffed “why is she back?”

Derek just shrugged and smiled “Because I want her here.”

“Why do you care? It’s not your place.” Y/n asked raising an eyebrow in question.

Peter got fed up with the two, not wanting to be questioned or answer any so he continued on his way and left the loft. Which only resulted in Derek smirking at Y/n.

“Oh stop” Y/n shook her head looking back to Derek’s book on her lap

“I told you. I think he likes you.” Derek smiled moving to sit down next to her.

Y/n scoffed flipping to the next page “he hates me.”

Derek shook his head smiling. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders. “No, he likes you. I have only seen him act like he acts around you with one other girl. Look as much as I don’t like the idea of you and him. He does like you.”

Pay Attention - Derek Hale

Derek Hale x Fem!reader (romantic)

Warnings: none

Word count: 681

Summary: Derek and y/n have been together for a long time. Just some of the people around them haven’t noticed

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“So that’s the plan?” Lydia questioned, just to double-check.

“Ok then.” Allison nodded

“Well, I need to get home before my dad does.” Stiles pushed off the table and headed towards the door.

“Can you drop me off on your way?” Scott asked following him out

“Yeah, sure.” Stiles nodded at his best friend. Followed by Lydia and Allison, with that they all left.

“Thank God their gone.” Derek let out moving to the kitchen to get a drink.

“I wouldn’t have phrased it like that.” Y/n laughed at his antics.

“That’s because they’re your friends.” Peter cut in from the far end of the couch.

“True” Y/n nodded

“Are you staying the night?” Derek asked as he came back into the living room.

“Yes. I brought clothes for tomorrow and everything.” Y/n smiled up at Derek standing before her.

“Did you bring Pajamamas?” Derek asked grabbing at her waist, as she stood up in front of him from her spot on the table.

“No, of course not.” she smirked up at him with a twinkle in her eyes.

“Good” Derek returned the smirk before leaning down and pulling her into a passionate kiss.

“He likes me to sleep in his shirts, Peter. So you can stop with that look your giving us.” Y/n spoke after they pulled away for air from eachother.

“Oh come on y/n! We both know that’s not the only reason!” Peter teased as he got up and put on his jacket before leaving the couple alone for the night.

“He’s a pest!” Y/n exclaimed

Derek smiled shaking his head in amusement. “He always has been. I’m glad you’re staying the night.”

“Me to.” she smiled biting her lip

“We should head to bed.” Derek raised his eyebrows suggestively

“Doesn’t mean we have to sleep.” Y/n suggested right back at him, before intertwining their hands and heading over to the bed.

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“So are you ready to head out after everyone- Woah!” Stiles jumped and stopped right in his track as he entered the loft.

“Ummm” Scott stopped to in the doorway.

“What’s going on here?!” Stiles yelled waving his hands around in the air.

“Maybe we should go?” Scott stammered out not wanting to intrude.

“No, no, no we want to know what’s this.” Stiles corrected entering the loft more.

“Why are you guys standing in the middle of the door-” Allison stopped once she got her answer in the view she was faced with.

“Stiles, she’s obviously in his shirt and on his lap. So out it together.” Peter told the teen boy as he entered the loft and passed them. Annoyed by the Stilinski boy’s lack of observing and outing together skills.

“It’s not that hard.” Y/n added to Peter’s statement.

“Yeah.” Lydia greeted walking past her friends.

“Hey, Lydia.” Y/n smiled as her friend walked over to her and gave her a hug, despite the fact she is on Derek’s lap and in not much clothing.

“Wait!” Stiles stared at Lydia shocked. “You’re not surprised?”

“Suprised at what Stiles?” Lydia asked

“Oh, I don’t know that she’s only wearing Derek’s shirt!” Stiles yelled out squinting from frustration.

“And sitting on his lap.” Scott add quite embarrassed by the scene in front of him.

“And that!” Stiles exclaimed

“Lydia?” Allison spoke in a questioning tone.

“She already knew guys.” Y/n stated the obvious

“Knows what?” Allison asked although she was getting a pretty good idea.

“That Y/n and Derek are in item.” Peter sighed really getting tired at this conversation.

“Is that true?” Scott asked turning his gaze to Y/n from Peter.

“Yes. We’ve been together for months. Hell, almost a year.” Y/n admitted.

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Stiles asked confused

“We weren’t keeping it a secret. You guys just didn’t notice.” Y/n stated adjusting herself on Derek’s lap.

“Or ask.” Derek added keeping his hands around Y/n’s lower back.

“Next time, try to be more observant of your surroundings.” Peter smirked at the teenagers standing in the doorway.