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Derek Hale x Scott's sister, Sarah McCall

Sarah is older than Scott and only a year younger than Derek. (because big age gaps scare me). She works at the hospital with her mother and is a pharmacist and also a Druid of Scott's pack.

Timeline : In TW S1, after Sarah rescues Derek from Kate.

Sarah :

I run to the basement where they've been keeping Derek. Scott follows close behind me, and even when he is the supernatural one, it seems like I am running faster.

"CeeCee," Scott says, "Be careful." Even when I pretend like I don't like it when he calls me that, on the inside, I do. When Scott was a baby, he couldn't pronounce my name. He used to say 'CeeCee'. Even when he learnt the correct pronunciation, he still calls me that.

"Are you sure that this is the place?" I ask him as we come to a stop outside the door. My heart's been hammering and I've been out of my mind with worry. I had met Derek not a long time ago, but him and I, there's a bond developed between us. I'm sure that we have a connection. Like when he growls at every man who looks my way, when he almost became a wolf and killed that one man who tried to steal my purse, yup, I know he's into me.

And so am I. I like being with him. To the world, he's a dry, humourless, dead-inside person, but to me, he's just a man who's been alone for too long. People look at him like he's some kind of monster, but to be honest, my father was more of a monster than he is.

I hear voices inside, and put my ear to the door. Scott doesn't have to.

Derek: "Are you gonna torture me, or are you just gonna talk me to death?"

Kate: "Oh, sweetie, I don't- I don't wanna torture you. I just... wanna catch up. Remember all the fun we had together?"

Derek: "Like the time you burned my family alive?"

Kate: "No, I was thinking more about the hot, crazy sex we had. But the fire thing? Yeah, that was fun, too. I love how much you hate me. Remember how this felt?"

I take away my ear. I have to save Derek, not vomit at this door. Whatever Kate had in mind after she said that, it is disturbing. Still, a pang rocks my heart when I realise that she saw the innocent, kind part of Derek which I'll most likely never see.

Not the time to be jealous.

Kate walks away, and Scott and I burst open the door. I cough due to the dust, but Scott stands in front of Derek with his jaw clenched. Derek sees him first and then I step into the light. Derek's eyes widen.

"Why is she here?" He snaps at Scott, making my heart crack.

"I'd suggest you to be a bit more grateful, Derek! Since she was the one who insisted on saving your life as soon as possible after she located where you were being tortured!" Scott snarls at him. I give him a soft smile. If there's anything Scott doesn't tolerate, it's the disrespect of his sister.

"I am grateful for that." Derek grits his teeth. He refuses to make eye contact with me. "But do you remember that she's human? She can't heal like us! What if something happens to her-"

"Look at me!" I snarl at him. "I'm done sitting safely in my house while a crazy werewolf hunter tries to hurt my brother and my-"

I break of mid-sentence. My? Derek? Mine?

"You!" I grit out. "And don't even get me started on that crazy alpha wandering around beacon hills." He's looking at me now, his eyes full of emotion, a rarity when we talk about Derek. "You need me, Derek. Admit it."

I don't give him a chance to speak and step up to him, removing his cuffs. Once I free his hands, he doesn't move, just keeps them on my waist and I wrap my arms around his neck. He touches his head to mine and says, "You have no idea how much I need you. I need you to control myself. You're my anchor, Sarah McCall."

"I thought your anchor was anger." I tease him playfully. He kisses my head. "That was before I met you."

"Can you two stop? I don't wanna vomit here." Scott says from behind me. "Derek, we need to talk to you. About Peter."

I try to move away but he holds my hand. "Derek, you cannot support Peter. You cannot be with him." I warn.

"If he's going to kill the Argents, I will." He says firmly.

"I'm not going to let you kill Allison!" Scott shouts at the top of his voice. "What is wrong with you, Scott?" Derek snarls at him exasperatedly, "She is from a family of hunters! Do you know what hunters do? They. Kill. Us. You're not in love, Scott! You're 16 years old!"

I flinch at his loud voice and he gives me an apologetic look. It feels like he's trying to explain that to himself other than Scott.

Scott is comtemplating and looks confused. "What if I told you, Peter was the one who killed your sister to become the Alpha?"

There is a shift in the air. I can feel it even without the wolfish senses. Derek's demeanour changes, and his eyes get darker till the shine into a vibrant blue.

"Derek," I whisper to him, "Calm down." The blue fades from his eyes but he still looks angry.

After we escape from there, I first take Derek to his loft to take a look at his injuries. Most of them are healed, but not all of them.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you." He says quietly as I patch up one of his injuries. "I know you were just looking out for me."

"Looking out for you is an understatement. I had gone mad with worry." I snort.

"I'm sorry." He says again. I don't reply.

After he's all patched up, we start thinking of a plan to catch Peter.

"Wait, you're not accompanying us, are you?" Derek asks me, wide-eyed.

"Of course I am. You idiots will mess everything up without me." I say promptly.

"Sweetheart, you probably don't want to hear this, but-" Derek sighs, "It's too risky. Peter won't stop at anything to get what he wants."

"And I will remain careful." I assure him. "You don't have to babysit me, Derek. I can take care of myself."

"I know," he hugs me, "I'm just worried about you. You're one of those few people I actually care for."

"How much do you care for me, hmm?" I tease him as we separate. "This much?" I hold my fingers with a little gap in them. "This much?" I widen the gap. "Or this much?" I hold my arms apart, gesturing to the space between them.

"This much." He says and his lips crash down on mine. I've never kissed him before, and kissing him feels surreal. He kisses me passionately and lovingly, like his entire world is me. I kiss him back with all the care and passion I've felt for him since the day I first saw him near the Hale house.

It feels like his lips are made for mine, and I sink into the kiss as I rejoice the feeling of us being together.

The First Meet

Derek Hale x Sarah McCall

"You lost your inhaler, Scott?" I scoff as I trudge along the woods with him and Stiles.

"Look, I'm sorry, okay? I should never have come here." He muttered.

"Damn right, you shouldn't have!" Sarah said and rounded on Stiles, "Investigating murder is your father's job, Stiles. Not yours."

"Relax Sarah, just because we didn't take you doesn't mean you have to be so sour about it," Stiles says casually. I shake my head in dismay.

"Just find the damn inhaler and let's get out of here," I mutter, crunching dry leaves beneath my feet and looking amongst them for Scott's inhaler.

"I don't know what's happening to me, CeeCee," Scott says softly, and I look at him. "What do you mean?"

"I mean that I can smell your perfume from 20 feet away from you, and I can hear you and Stiles from 100 feet away." He explains.

I pause in my tracks and look at him. "What?"

"I swear I'm not lying. I can smell the bubblegum wrap in Stiles's pocket right now." He says. Stiles scoops it out of his pocket and throws it away.

"It was gross." Scott says and Stiles replies, "It was definitely gross."

"Since when has this been happening?" I ask. "Just this morning." Scott says, "There's a new girl in our school right now, and she was talking to someone outside the classroom, and I could hear what they were saying while sitting inside the classroom." He explains.

"Are you hallucinating, Scotty?" I ask worriedly. Dad leaving us had taken a toll on all three of us, and I don't want to see Scott trapped again in that vicious cycle.

"I'm not hallucinating." He sighs. Stiles chimes in, "I know what that means."

"What does that mean?" I ask him.

"He's caught an infection," Stiles says, "A particularly bad one. Only once a month will it trouble him though." Scott doesn't seem to understand but I do. I try my best to not laugh.

Stiles howls and Scott hits him on the arm. "Shut up dude."

After walking for a while, Scott stops both of us and says, "Wait, this is where I had seen the body."

"Well, there isn't any body over here right now," I say.

"The killer must've moved it!" Stiles says. "Well, I hope they didn't take my inhaler. That was for 80 dollars." Scott sighs.

Before I can reply, we hear a voice. "What are you doing here?"

I spin around and come face to face with the handsome Derek Hale. I had been in school with him, but he only hung out with the popular and sporty kids. Since I was neither, I doubt whether he knows I existed or not.

"This is private property." He says, glaring at us. I pass him an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, we're just looking for an inhaler. My brother lost it here somewhere-"

"Here." He throws it at us, not letting me complete my sentence. I have the urge to grab the nearest stone and throw it at him, but I control myself. This is private property after all. Guess Derek didn't grow out of being a jerk, after all.

I don't thank him and look at Scott, who has caught the inhaler. "C'mon Scotty, Stiles, let's go."

"Thank you, for that," Scott says to Derek awkwardly and we start to walk away, I don't spare him a second glance.

"That was Derek Hale, right?" Stiles asks. I nod. "His family was burned alive in the Hale house fire. Stroke of luck that he survived." He says.

"I went to high school with him," I say, looking back but he's gone. "He was a jerk back then, nice to see that he hasn't grown out of that stage."

"Sarah on fire!" Stiles exclaims and laughs.

I tell them that I have the hospital to get to, and we bid each other goodbye. As I unlock the door to my car, I feel someone's presence behind me and I spin around and lose my balance.

Instead of plummeting facefirst to the ground, two strong arms stop me from falling and I find myself encased in Derek Hale's arms. He draws me to his chest and says, "Be careful, Sarah."

I push him and stand two steps away from him. "What are you doing here?" I don't take the liberty to be gentle. He needs to know that having a tragic past doesn't give him a free pass to treat other people like crap.

"You dropped something back there." He says casually and draws out my golden bracelet from his pocket. It wasn't made of gold, just plated by it. It had been Mom's gift to me. I cursed myself for losing it. "I came here to return it." He says, breaking my self-cursing chain of thoughts.

"Well, thank you for that," I say and extend my arm to take it from him. My hand brushes his slightly and he gently holds my wrist and ties the bracelet around it.

I pull my hand back, trying to forget the lingering effect his touch left on me. "Thank you." I clear my throat.

"No problem," He shrugs, "Be careful, Sarah." I look at my car and when I look back, he's gone. He has super speed or what?

I try not to think about him, but I can't help but think about how his fingers had felt on my wrist. And how would his lips feel if they were at the place of his fingers?

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.

The Big Sister

Derek Hale x Sarah McCall

Timeline: In S4, when Scott bites Liam Dunbar. Scott doesn't know how to calm Liam down and explain to him what just happened, so he takes him to the calmest and most sane person he knows. His sister.

Sarah's POV -

The hospital's rarely so quiet and calm at this hour. I don't remember a day where there was no crowd at 5 pm, which falls between the visiting hours. Yes, I joined as a nurse at the hospital because Stiles, while being possessed by the nogitsune, burned down my pharmacy.

He insists on paying for it, but they're already in a lot of debt. So I refused. But I do want to get it back up someday. When I have enough money. And enough time.

Surprisingly, I like it at the hospital. There's something soothing and enriching about helping someone heal and get better, though the medicines usually ruin a different part of your body than what they are supposed to fix.

Sipping coffee, I turn to the next page of the book I'm reading. Who knew I'd like to read about elves and wizards? But this book is good. Maybe I'll ask Derek to read it too.

I'm so engrossed in my book that I don't realise when someone stands in front of me at the reception. I don't look up, Mom will handle it.

"What are you doing here?" Mom asks from beside me and that makes me look up.

My brother, Stiles, Derek and a boy I don't recognise stand in front of me. They're not looking at Mom, they're looking at me. The boy looks agitated and angry. He looks like he can break something.

"Hey CeeCee," Scott gives me a smile, "Got a moment?"

"Allow me to brace myself," I say and close the book. "What do you want?" I ask after standing in front of him.

"Not here, Angel." Derek whispers in my ear after wrapping his arm around my waist, "Somewhere private."

I look at him curiously. "Der, what is it?"

Derek doesn't reply, just looks around suspiciously and gives me a wry look.

Right. Privacy.

I lead them to an empty supply room and lock the door behind me. The boys stand behind me, looking at the stranger.

"Right. What's going on?" I ask my brother.

"CeeCee, this is Liam Dunbar," Scott says, pointing to the stranger. I give him a nod and reach out my hand for him to shake. "Sarah McCall, nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too." He replies politely, shaking my hand.

"You might wanna maintain distance." Stiles whispers in my ear, "He's explosive." I give him a confused look and step back.

Derek wraps a protective arm around my waist and pulls me towards him. He's not being subtle. Derek is always protective over me, but he's just a teenage boy. I can feel his claws on my shirt. I look at Liam curiously, and then it dawns on me. He must be a werewolf.

"So, Sarah." Scott begins, and Liam glares at him ferociously. That's when I know something is wrong. Scott avoids calling me by my real name, he always calls me CeeCee.

"There was a Wendigo attack-"

"Scott bit Liam."

My mouth hangs open as Stiles interrupts my brother. "What?" I look at my brother, shocked, "Why?"

"I'll explain," Scott says, scowling at Stiles, who closes his mouth. "There was a Wendigo attack here, right? Liam was at the hospital at that time."

"Oh, yes," I murmur. I've never seen Liam before, but Mom had mentioned a boy who had broken his arm or something. "What about that?"

"So the Wendigo grabbed Liam and took him on the roof. Luckily, I reached there and tried to fight him. But the Wendigo threw Liam over the edge. Liam held on just by his fingertips and I couldn't go help him because the Wendigo was holding me back. So I er..I had to use the only option I had. I had to bite him." Scott explains and sighs.

I blink, trying to digest the information. I gulp and turn to Liam. "Oh. Hi."

"Yeah, hi." He says wearily.

"So, why is he here?" I ask Scott, who replies, "We..er...we haven't...he doesn't..."

"He's an explosive grenade, and doesn't know what has happened to him, and what is going to happen to him because of what had happened to him and he also..kind of hates us." Stiles jumps in, "It'd be better if you talk to him, CeeCee."

"Er..sure." I say and whisper in his ear, "Why me?"

"You're nice, and calm and kind. He can do with kind." Scott says.

"Especially after you kidnapped me." Liam shoots at him.

I look at Scott, alarmed. "You kidnapped him?"

"To keep him safe." He says hastily. I'm about to retort but Derek says, "Point is, Angel, we need you to talk to him. Explain things to him before he wrecks the town on the next full moon."

"Let me guess, did you give him the 'we're brothers now' talk?" I turn to Scott, suppressing a giggle. Scott blushes and I look at Derek, "I remember the time you tried to tell that to Scotty, and it did not go well."

"I didn't have you at the time, now I do." He says lovingly.

I kiss him softly and then turn to Liam. "Alright kid. Let's talk."

I ask Mom for permission to use an empty room, and she grants it immediately, knowing the severity of the situation. Mom is great at picking up hints.

I lock the door behind me and turn to look at Liam, who sits awkwardly on the bed. I pull up a chair to sit in front of him. "Make yourself comfortable. Trust me, I'm not gonna do anything to you."

"It's difficult to trust you since it was your brother who bit me." Liam snaps, and I look at him with mild shock. "Hmm, now I see why Stiles called you a grenade. Tell me, Dunbar. What else is it? How do you get so angry easily?"

"What are you? A doctor?" He questions, ignoring what I said.

"No." I say, "Do I look like one?"

"Then what are you?" He bends forward, glaring at me threateningly.

"Kid," I say with a raised eyebrow, "Don't try to threaten me. My brother and my boyfriend are standing right outside and they can hear every word of our conversation. If Derek catches even a whiff of you trying to hurt me, you won't be alive to see the next full moon. And I don't want you to die. So I suggest we do this calmly."

Liam sits back and huffs. "Fine. Now will you tell me what's going on?"

"I will." I say, "After you tell me what's going on with you. You're aggressive, get angry easily. Why? What do you have?"

"IED." He says dejectedly.

Oh. Oh. Out of everyone my brother had to choose as a beta, he chose one with who had frequent anger outbursts.

I start to feel bad for Liam Dunbar. The whole werewolf ordeal is going to be tougher for him since he's much more prone to anger and aggression.

"I see," I say. My voice is even, I don't want him to know that I feel bad for him. I'm not sure if he'll appreciate pity. Best to not assume. Besides, he'll feel safe enough to open up if I talk to him with a neutral tone and perspective.

I brace myself. "You need to be calm for what I'm about to tell you."

Liam looks at me wordlessly. I can't put a word on how he's feeling or what he's thinking, so I continue. "Liam, you're a werewolf."

His eyes go wide for a second, shock covering his face. Then, he bursts out laughing. "Are you serious?" He chokes out, "Out of everything, I hadn't expected this. A werewolf? Seriously, Miss McCall? What do you think I am? A nutjob?"

"Liam, I'm not kidding." I say seriously. "Did you not see Scott's face when he bit you?"

He stops laughing. His face turns grim suddenly, all humour fading. He doesn't say anything, but by the look in his eyes, I know he remembers.

"Liam, I know this sounds ridiculous, believe me it was to me as well but - this is all real." I say softly, "My brother's a werewolf, and so are you now."

He panics, and though I'm not a werewolf, I can see that his heart rate has picked up. Looking at me frantically, "Wait...what?" He sputters, "What? You can't be serious!"

"I'm sorry," I say, not letting my voice waver. I look at him kindly, "But I am."

"Well then, what do I do?" He exclaims, "How can I turn back into a normal person? How can I undo it?"

"You can't," I say, bracing myself. I feel too bad for him. For a second, I don't see Liam. I see Scott. Scott, when he had been bitten and was learning how to control. Scott, when he was so frustrated at everything. Scott, couldn't be with the girl he loved and was failing in class because of something he didn't do.

"What do you - what do you mean by that?" He asks. His voice is shaking, he's trying his best to not get angry. But his efforts are unsuccessful.

"Liam, you can't go back to being a human again. You are a werewolf, and there's nothing you can do about that. I'm sorry." I say, and wish it didn't sound heartless. God, I sound like a manipulative bitch here.

"THE HELL I CAN'T!" He snarls, standing up. My heartbeat quickens, but I try to stay calm. "Don't get in here." I whisper, hoping that Derek and Scott outside can hear. "I'll handle it."

"YOUR BROTHER DID THIS TO ME!" He thundered, "I'M AN ANIMAL! A FUCKING ABOMINATION BECAUSE OF HIM!"

"Liam, if Scott hadn't bit you, you would've been dead," I say, looking into his glowing yellow eyes. "Would you rather prefer death over being a werewolf?"

"That's the thing!" He snaps and starts prowling around the room. "I don't even know what being a 'werewolf' means. How am I supposed to live this?"

"That's why I'm here." I say with a small smile, "To help you."

He sits in front of me again, "Are you a werewolf too?"

"No."

"What are you?"

"Human."

"Then why are you talking to me?" He asks, "Why are you risking it?"

I sigh. "Because you remind me of someone, and I wasn't able to help him a lot. He suffered, and I don't want you to follow in his footsteps. That's why I'm 'risking it'."

"Alright. I'm not gonna ask you to elaborate." He states and I smirk, "Good, because I'm not going to elaborate either."

"So tell me." He leans back and looks at my grugdingly. "What does it mean to be a werewolf? Even when you don't have first-hand experience."

"As you might know from fairytales and fantasy stories," I begin, "You're half wolf, half human. This ensures that you have heightened senses, like you can hear my heartbeat and you can also smell all of the sanitisers in this hospital. You also have the strength and speed of a wolf, you're much stronger than a normal human being. Faster, too."

He looks at me curiously. "Go on."

"You'll heal fast. Like, very fast. If I were to stab you right now, you'd magically heal and your wound will disappear within seconds, depending on how deep it is." I add, and he looks at me in wonder. Yeah, he's liking this.

"You'll never fall sick, your immunity is just too strong for that." I say, "And you'll also look better."

He grins and I smile. "It is true."

"You're not immortal. You're gonna age, but very slowly." I say, "And now let me dissolve a myth, which I also believed before my brother was turned into a werewolf."

"The thing is, you're not gonna turn into an actual wolf on full moon nights." I say carefully, "But your claws - which you have by the way - will come out, there'll be hair on your face - don't ask me why - your face will change...sorta. And you will be rabid. You will get angry, you will become a wild animal, basically. And you can kill someone."

Liam stares at me, open-mouthed. I gulp, this was not the best way to explain things to him. I let out a string of curses in my mind. This shouldn't have played out the way it did.

"Unless you learn how to control." I say quickly, before guilt overwhelms him.

"How do I learn how to control?" He asks, his eyes glassy. My heart clenches.

"You've to find an anchor." I say and keep a hand on his wrist. He's looking down, and a tear falls onto my hand. "Liam," I say, "Look at me."

He looks up slowly, "Am I going to kill someone?"

"Not if you learn how to control." I say. "To control yourself, to not shift into that primal, animal part of you, you need to have an anchor. Someone who will bind you to your human side. Or something, it'll do too."

He looks confused. "What do you mean?"

"I mean that-" I click my tongue, "See, an anchor is something - or someone - for whom or for which you will want to be human. An anchor pulls you towards your human side."

"Who's Scott's anchor?" He asks and I say shortly. "Himself." I don't want to spill the details of his and Allison's rollercoaster of a romance.

"Who's Derek's anchor?" He asks and I try not to blush. "Me."

Liam looks away, embarassed. "Sorry. Shouldn't have asked."

"It's okay." I say, clearing my throat.

"So...I need to get a girlfriend?" He asks, clearly confused.

I lean backwards and look at the ceiling. "No. It doesn't have to be a girlfriend." I say thoughtfully. An idea pops into my head and I look at him, "Imagine it this way. When you shift - that is, when you have claws and facial hair and all - you're gonna feel very powerful, very strong and very angry. You're gonna be fearless, and disoriented. You won't have a care in the world. So, would you like to come back to your human side after that?"

"I don't wanna kill anyone." He says uneasily and my heart softens. He's more like Scott than what I had imagined.

"That's great." I say, "So, an anchor needs to be someone who you think of - someone for whom you will abandon being that creature because you know you will hurt them, someone whose thoughts can help you shift back to your human side. It doesn't have to be a girlfriend, can be a parent, or a friend or whatever."

"So that's it? Find an anchor and you'll be fine?" He asks hopefully. I nod, "You should be. But it's not gonna be easy. Sometimes, you chase your anchor. Go towards them, because they're the only one who make you feel better. But you can harm them. Instead, you should go away from them."

"Okay, okay, wait-" He says, "So...how do I not kill someone on the next full moon?"

"You're gonna have to be tied up," I say matter-of-factly.

"TIED UP?" He yells, astonished.

"So that when you turn, you won't roam around rampant trying to kill someone." I say, "Look, Liam, it happens to everybody. You'll learn to control yourself, but it will take time."

"How much time?"

"Depends on how well you control yourself."

"What do you mean by controlling myself?" He asks thoughtfully, "Like..not going rabid?"

"Yep." I reply, liking the fact that he's finally getting it. "Controlling yourself means controlling how much you let the primal instinct inside you affect you. It means controlling how much your own anger, rage and animalistic character affects you. Basically, it means that you have to try your best to remain as calm as possible. And that can be done with the help of an anchor."

Liam falls silent. He's trying to register everything, to understand it all. I give him that time. He deserves it.

After a while, he says. "Thank you."

I smile, "For what?" Though I already know the answer.

"For explaining everything to me. And for...you know...dealing with my anger." He says uncomfortably. I lean forward and keep my hand on his shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. "It's fine. You're new to all of this. I get it."

He nods and I ask, "So are you ready to go outside?" He nods again and we get up. But before we can leave, Liam keeps a hand on my elbow and says, "And thank you, once again, for being like my big sister."

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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.

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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!

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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?”

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.

Forgotten Anniversary - Derek Hale (1/2)

Derek Hale x Fem!reader

Peter Hale x friend-ish reader

Lydia Martin x friend reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 599

Summary: Derek forgets a very important date.

Authors Note: This will have a part two. 

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“Hey Y/n, do you wanna come?” Lydia asked Y/n having noticed how long her friend has been staring at Derek, zoning out really.

“Sorry. Come where?” Y/n questioned turning her focus back towards her long time friend.

“We’re going to pick out some snacks and a few movies.” Allison answered giving Y/n a small smile.

“Then have a sleepover at my place.” Lydia finished giving Y/n a look that she knew all to well.

“Oh, that sounds like fun but me and Derek had something planned for tonight-” She started glancing over at Derek who was standing a few feet away.

Derek cut in “I don’t have anything planned for tonight besides sitting in. Go ahead and have fun with the girls.”

“O-ok.” Y/n stuttered out staring at him in confusion. “Yeah. I’ll come. Sounds like a lot more fun than staying here.”

“Cool.” Allison smiled, but she could tell something wasn’t right.

“Great. Come on, we’ll stop by your house and you can pick up some clothes on the way.” Lydia stood up grabbing Y/n’s hand and giving it a light squeeze of reassurance. The three girls grabbed their stuff and left the loft and the boys.

“What was that about?” Derek asked the others confused why Lydia sent a glare his way before heading out the door.

“You’re in the dog house.” Stiles stated trying not to let out his laughter.

“Do you know why? It seemed like you two were fine earlier.” Scott asked the older wolf. Trying to help him and not to make fin of him.

“I don’t think I did anything.” Derek tryed to recall if he had done anything to Lydia or to Y/n the whole day.

“Didn’t you plan a fancy dinner and to go down to the pier.” Peter pointed out sitting on the couch across from where the three stood talking.

Derek shook his head. “No. That was the plan for our anniversary.”

Peter sighed before asking “Stiles do you know the month?”

“Its May.” Stiles answered, confused on why Peter wanted him to tell him what month it is of all things.

Peter then turned his head towards Scott and asked another question “Scott do you know what day it is?”

Scott answered just as confused as Stiles “Its the 8th.”

“Hmmmmhmmm.” Peter hummed

“What the hell does May 8th have to do with anything? Let alone why the girls left the way they did.” Stiles asked frustrated at the older Hale

“Oh” Scott said under his breath

“McCalls got it.” Peter stared down his nephew, waiting for him to put it together.

Scott turned to Derek with a face of concern. “Derek-”

“WHats going on?” Stiles asked not understanding what was going on.

“May 8th is Y/n and Derek’s anniversary. He had big plans.” Peter explained so Stiles would stop asking questions, and so Derek would piece it together.

“And when he told Y/n he had nothing planned and to go with the girls…” Scott sighed. He knew already that this was bad.

“He basically made it seem like he didn’t care. Yu’p’” Peter popped the ‘p’ giving his nephew a disappointed look. Not that Peter would admit it but he likes Y/n, thinks she’s good for his nephew.

“Shit.” Derek let out moving to rest his head in his hands. He was in deep trouble, and he knew it. This was not gonna be easy to get passed. Especially after all the talk he made to her about the plans he had for their anniversary.

Forgotten Anniversary - Derek Hale (2/2)

Derek Hale x Fem!reader

Allison Argent x friend reader

Lydia Martin x friend reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 1054

Summary: Derek feels bad for forgetting and decides to try and make it up to the reader.

Authors Note: This is the last part of this little two parter. 

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“He seriously forgot?” Allison asked shocked looking over to Y/n who sat on the end of the bed.

“Yeah.” Y/n nodded sadly

“I thought it seemed weird that he let the pack over on your anniversary. I’m sorry Y/n.” Lydia shook her head in disappointment.

“Me too.” Allison shook her head the same as Lydia.

“Eh, thanks, guys. I think he just has so much to deal with, it’s easy to forget things like this.” Y/n sighed waving them off and the situation as nothing.

“Still.” Allison spoke softly

Lydia sighed getting Y/n’s attention. “Y/n, I get he has a lot on his mind but that is still no excuse for him to forget something so important.”

“I know.” Y/n spoke quietly as her voice cracked

“Come on, its Saturday lets make breakfast and go to the mall and do something.” Allison suggested hoping to get Y/n’s mind off of yesterday’s events.

Lydia smiled in agreement. “Yeah, I’m in. I need new shoes anyway.”

“Yeah, that sounds like fun.” Y/n nodded with a genuine smile.

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“Woah that looks amazing on you Y/n/n.” Allison gasped looking over at her friend.

“Really? You think so?” Y/n asked turning to the side looking at herself in the mirror.

“Most defiantly.” Lydia smiled at Y/n to nodding in agreement with Allison.

Y/n smiled “I think I’m going to get it.”

Allison added in “You should get those two tops you tryed on to.”

“Which two?” Y/ asked turning to face her friends.

“The purple one that hangs off the one shoulder.” Lydia spoke looking over her own dress she’s trying on in the mirror.

“And the red one with the v-neck neckline.” Allison added looking over some earrings on the nearby counter.

“I loved those two to.” Y/n smiled thinking back on those two tops she tryed on earlier.

Lydia smiled “of course you did.”

“They looked fantastic on you.” Allison added to Lydias words

Once they got changed back into their regular clothes they headed back to the checkout. “How much?” Y/n asked the lady behind the counter.

“Oh, nothing sweetie.” the lady smiled fondly at y/n.

“What do you mean?” Y/n asked completely confused on what the lady meant.

“A gentleman came up and paid for your stuff already. Before you even go in line.” She explained giving Y/n a knowing look. But that just confused Y/n more.

Y/n tilted her head to the side “huh?”

“He said it’s part of his apologie. He was very handsome you are one lucky girl.” The lady smiled at Y/n before Y/n walked away so she could help the next person.

“What’s up? You don’t look so good.” Allison asked when Y/n walked over joining them by the exit.

“Its nothing just the lady at the checkout.” Y/n told as they started walking back into the main part of the mall.

“What?” Lydia pressed, serious now as well.

“Someone had already paid for my stuff.” she told the two of them.

“Weird” Lydia mumbled

“Did she say who?” Allison asked

“She said he was handsome and that he said it was part of his apologise.” Y/n shrugged her shoulders

“Apologize?” Allison repeated, quirking an eyebrow before Lydia suddenly stopped the two girls.

“What?” Y/n asked Lydia since she seemed to have an idea of who the mystery payer is.

“Who else needs to do some serious apologizing to you?” Lydia smirked

“Derek.” Y/n let out a breath in realization.

“Yup” Lydia nodded in confirmation

“Well, he does need to apologize BIG. And that stuff was expensive.” Allison reminded

“I guess” Y/n looked down at her shoes. Of course, she wanted an apology but like Allison said the clothes were expensive.

“No, no, no.” Lydia tutted at Y/n.

“No?” Allison asked

“No, feeling guilty. He did it because he wanted to. He didn’t have to and he did. Ok?” Lydia explained grabbing Y/n’s hand in hers.

Y/n nodded “Yeah.”

“Now let’s go get lunch.” Lydia pulled the two along towards the food court.

“Yes, Please.” Allison commented with a light laugh.

“I’m starving!” Y/n said agreeing. Deciding to let it go for now, and just have fun.

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“Are you sure you want to go to the loft?” Lydia asked driving to drop Y/n off after having a full fun day at the mall.

Y/n nodded “Yes. Just drop me off at the loft. I need to talk to Derek.”

Lydia sighed “ok.”

“Text us how it goes.” Allison said as Y/n grabbed all her stuff and exited the car with her stuff.

“I will.” Y/n assured laughing a little at how protective they could be.

“Derek?” you home?” Y/n yelled out softly as she entered the empty-looking loft.

“Yeah.” Derek spoke softly coming down the stairs.

“Hey.” Y/n smiled a small smile at the sight of him. “Thanks for the clothes.” She lifted the bag up a bit to show it in her hand.

“Its the least I could do.” Derek put his hands in his pockets looking down in shame.

“Der, I get it. Your busy, it’s fine.” Y/n sat down her stuff and headed over to him.

“No, it’s not Y/n/n. I should have remembered. I’m so sorry I didn’t” Derek apologized moving his hands from his pockets to her waist.

“How’d you realize it?” she asked

Derek sighed “Peter of all people.”

Y/n laughed “That had to piss you off.”

“It did. But at least he knew. I can’t believe I forgot. And that he remembered out of all people. But I’m gonna make it up to you. I promise.” Derek assured pulling Y/n closer to him by her belt loops.

“You don’t have-” Y/n started, shaking her head.

“I want to. I had something planned for our anniversary. I still want to do it. If you’ll let me.” Derek interrupted

“Of course Der.” Y/n smiled up at him, leaning into his chest more.

“I love you, Y/n.” He stated in a serious tone

“I love you too.” She stated back at him, before leaning up to kiss his cheek.

Tease Texting - Derek Hale

Derek Hale x Fem!reader

Requested: Can you do a Derek Hale imagine were the reader is being a tease/sexting him and he keeps telling them he can’t wait until they get home. - Anonymous

Authors Note: My first attempt at anything that kinda evolves NSFW in a imagine form. Nothing against NFSW writing I read it all the time I just haven’t figured out how to write it yet.

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Chances Not Taken - Derek Hale (Part 1)

Derek Hale x Fem!reader

Jordan Parrish x Fem!reader

Warnings: maybe alittle angsty not much, reader feeling like crap about her self

Word count: 1,089

Requested: Sleeping around with Derek Hale for a while but never actually dating because Derek’s to scared to be committed sense he thinks everyone he loves dies and leaves him. So a frustrated reader calls things off and starts dating Jordan Parrish. But shortly after the reader finds out she’s pregnant. Derek finds out from his super wolf hearing the heartbeat in her stomach when they run into each other and he instantly knows it his. Please and thank you. - @keepcalm-and-beyou (hope I tagged the right person 3 blogs came up)

Authors Note: I am so so so! Sorry it has taken so long. I wrote it over and over not liking it fully. Then I lost the notebook. Then I had to write it and then google deleted it when I typed it. Then I forgot about it. I’m So Sorry. Please forgive. Better late than never.

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“That was- wow.” Y/n stated out of breath

“Agreed” Derek smiled taking deep breaths

“Derek, can I ask you something?” she asked softly

“Hmmmhmmm.” Derek hummed as a sign for her to continue and that he would be listening.

“We’ve been doing this for 8 months now.”

“A great 8 months.” he smirked running his hand softly across her hip.

“Yeah.” Y/n nodded

“But” Derek asked moving to sit up, leaning all his weight on his elbows so he could face her.

“But how much longer are we going to keep doing what we’re doing?” she asked looking down at her hands to avoid eye contact.

Derek tilted his head confused at her question. “What do you mean?”

Y/n sighed, changing her sight to look him in the eyes. “Are you ever going to put a name to what we do? Are we ever gonna put a label on this besides friends who pleasure eachother?”

Derek sighed “Y/n-”

“Derek I can’t keep doing this like this.” She shook her head, interrupting him. Y/n moved herself up into a sitting position.

“What’s that suppose to mean?” he squinted

“I feel cheap, Derek. I feel like I’m being used and I’m letting it happen to myself! I’m doing it to myself!” Y/n exclaimed, raising her arms up. She could not keep doing this to herself. Everything after they had sex it was as if it never happened. That caused a deep-rooted pain in her chest. Or something is wrong with her for him to not want more. She can’t take the pain and paranoia anymore.

“Y/n, I don’t want to be in a relationship.” Derek sighed, turning his voice the best he could to sound agitated. He would love nothing more than to be in a true relationship with her, but he wasn’t going to risk losing her.

“Not even after everything we’ve been through? Done or said to the other?” Y/n raised her eyebrows in slight shock. They had done a lot of things in the bedroom that she thought they had connected on a different level on. An intimate level.

Derek sighed, not looking her in the eyes. But his voice was hard as stone. “I’m sorry, Y/n. I really am.” Derek sighed, not looking her in the eyes. But his voice was hard as stone. Even though those words should have made her feel just the slightest bit better, but the lack of any emotion in his voice didn’t do anything to help.

“Ok” Y/n nodded. Once he set his mind he never changed it. So she got off the bed and started looking for her clothes.

“Where are you going?” he asked confused as to why she had gotten up. Normally they layed in bed for a couple of hours before one of them left.

“I’m leaving.” she huffed as she pulled on her clothes

“Y/n/n, come back to the bed.” Derek groaned

Y/n stopped and turned to look at him. Derek could see tears in her eyes forming. “I can’t. I can’t get back in that bed, because if I do I’ll stay. An I can’t keep doing this to myself. Especially if it’s going nowhere.”

Derek scoffed “Come one Y/n/n. Just stay.”

“Please don’t call me that.” Y/n whimpered turning her head away and into her shoulder.

“Your being ridiculous-” Derek rolled his eyes.

“Screw you, Derek!” she cut him off

With that said and things stated Y/n grabbed her bag and left. She knew she never wanted to see Derek Hale again after this night.

Over the last 8 months, there had been words shared between them that were intimate. Actions that were extremely intimate. They had shared so much that was personal, private, and extremely intimate.

But it seems all of it meant absolutely nothing to him. As far as Y/n could tell Derek Hale was an insensitive prick.

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“You feeling any better?” Parrish asked, walking over to Y/n. She was looking in the still fogged-up mirror from their shower.

“Not really.” Y/n shook her head. She had been feeling sick for a week an half. Jordan and her were starting to get concerned.

“Maybe you should go to the doctor. I’m getting worried about you.” he spoke wrapping his arms around her waist. Y/n could clearly see the concern in his eyes and hear it in his voice.

“I think I might.” she nodded in agreement.

“Do you want me to go with you? I can get off early.” Parrish offered. All he wanted was for her to be ok and healthy. Plus if she needed him he wants to be there for her. ALways.

“Jordan you don’t have to-” Y/n started shaking her head, she didn’t want to be an inconvenience to him. But before she could protest his offer any further Parrish cut her off.

“I want to and if you want me to I’ll get off early to go with you.” Jordan stated softly, kissing her temple. But his voice was stern enough for her to know he is serious.

“Yeah.” she smiled lightly at the thought of him joining her that he wants to. “That would be nice.”

“Then it’s settled.” he smiled leaning down to kiss where her neck and shoulder meet. “I love you.”

Y/n smiled biting her lip, before returning the sentiment. “I love you too.”

Meeting Jordan Parrish had been one of the best things to happened to her as of recently. She truly believes that. He was there for her when she was hurting because of Derek. Parrish had become what Y/n really wanted. He is a great boyfriend, he truly cares about her and loves her. Ans he feels that to be a big contrast to what she had.

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Y/n was very anxious waiting for the test results to come back. Jordan had a hard rubbing her lower back. Trying to ease her nerves. They both turned their heads at the sound of the door opening they both straightened up on instinct. The doctor sat down on the stool, wheeling over in front of the couple with a smile on her face. “Well, I looked at the results of all the tests we took. It looks like your pregnant, Miss Y/L/N.”

“What?” Y/n asked blinking multiple times and mouth agape. She did not just say she is pregnant. She couldn’t be. Not after everything.

Chances Not Taken - Derek Hale/ Jordan Parrish (Part 2)

Derek Hale x fem!reader

Jordan Parrish x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 1,495

Requested: Sleeping around with Derek Hale for a while but never actually dating because Derek’s to scared to be committed sense he thinks everyone he loves dies and leaves him. So a frustrated reader calls things off and starts dating Jordan Parrish. But shortly after the reader finds out she’s pregnant. Derek finds out from his super wolf hearing the heartbeat in her stomach when they run into each other and he instantly knows it his. Please and thank you. - @keepcalm-and-beyou

Authors Note: I made a part 2 to this because it was 18 pages all together on paper lol

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“Your expecting. I would say you're about 3, 3 and a half months along.” The doctor smiled at her, but could tell now by the look on the young woman's face that this came as a shock. “This seems like a shock to you, to the both of you. So I'll get you the vitamins you’ll need to start taking.” And with that she left the couple alone for a few minutes to gather their thoughts.

Y/n sat there in shock. 3 Months that means its not Jordans. An that broke her heart. “I’m pregnant. Oh my god, I'm Pregnant.” She let out a whimper.

Parrish wrapped both arms around her moving to stand in front of her. “Hey, hey, hey. Shhhhh. It’s all gonna be ok.” he spoke trying to calm her nerves and anxiety.

“What am I gonna do?” she cried into his chest. Y/n pulled back to look at him before staying. “If this changes your mind about being together, I completely understand.”

There is no way she wanted Jordan to feel pressured to stay or deal with her mess. Besides it’s not his baby, if he wants to leave she would understand.

“Hey now, why would this change anything?” Parrish asked, pulling back to look her in the eyes. He moved his hands up to cup her face to make sure she’s looking at him.

“Jordan, I’m pregnant with another man's baby. Why would you stay with me?” she looked at him as if he was ridiculous to even have to ask.

Parrish smiled, moving his arms down to rub her arms. He understood where her thoughts were coming from. There logical thoughts but not what he is thinking. “Y/n, I don’t care about that. Would I prefer that the little one growing inside you was mine? Of course. But that doesn’t change how deeply I feel about you. An if you still want to be with me I’m ready to do this with you. I’ll help you raise him or her, and I’ll treat them as if they were my own.”

Y/n hung her head with a small smile, shaking it lightly. “Your to good, Parrish.” she smiled up at him.

Jordan just smiled, shaking his head. “Nah, I just love you.”

Maybe everything would be ok. Sure there's a lot of uncertainty right now. But life is uncertain everyday.

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“Do you think I’m getting fat?” Y/n sighed, turning and looking in the mirror. Her clothes were getting tighter. She could tell she was gaining weight in her thighs, butt, boobs, and most of all her hips and stomach.

Parrish laughed from sitting behind her on their bed. “Sweetheart, you are pregnant. You are carrying a baby. You are gonna gain weight. Just remember its not you its for the baby.”

“I know. I know. Its just not a confidence builder.” she grumbled, turning around to face him.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart.” he gave her a sad smile, pulling her by her waist in between his legs. 

“Its ok.” Y/n leaned down to kiss him, placing her hands on his shoulders.

“You know what I think is the coolest part?” Jordan hummed into her mouth into her mouth not wanting to pull away.

“Hmmmm?”

“The fact that with my super hearing I can hear the little ones heartbeat.” he smiled at her with more adoration in his eyes than she thought was possible.

“Yeah, you and everyone else in the pack.” she laughed

Parrish gave her a tight smile “you know as long as you remind them they won’t tell him.”

“I know, I just feel bad.” Y/n sighed, looking down.

“You said you didn’t want to tell him. Did you change your mind?” he asked, caressing her hair. Perish had made himself clear on it being her choice and he’d back her on whatever she chooses.

“After everything I don’t want to be around him at all.” Y/n groaned

“But”

Y/n sighed out in frustration. “But I feel bad. It is his baby, but I also don’t want to tell him and have him reject the baby like he did me.”

“I’m with you 100% on whatever you choose.” Jordan stated with serious eyes. He knew that this design was weighing on her in a very hard way.

“I know you are. Thank you.” she smiled. Y/n couldn’t ask for a better person to have her back during all this than Parrish.

“Just think about it.” he leaned up to kiss her forehead. Before grabbing her and pulling her up on the bed. Both of them laughing, with all their worries off their mind. If the least he could do is get her mind off of her worries then that's what he’d do.

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Doing some grocery shopping felt good. Especially since you were already getting cravings so you could pick up the stuff now.

What was not feeling good was when a certain someone called out to her as she turned down another aisle.

“y/n?” Derek called out

“Derek.” she looked over to who had called her name and sighed.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, walking over to her.

“Its a grocery store, Derek. What do you think I’m doing here?” Y/n rolled her eyes but felt her heartbeat pick up as he got closer to her. 

“Right.” Derek nodded. It was a stupid question. But he did have another one to ask. “Can I ask you something else?”

“What is it?” Y/n shrugged, just wanting to get this over with.

“Are you pregnant?” he asked, flicking his gaze down to her stomach. She wasn’t all that noticeable yet, but he could hear the heartbeat. Clear as day, two heartbeats. “I can hear an extra heartbeat coming from you. Are you pregnant?”

Y/n sighed, she hadn’t if she was gonna tell him or not yet. Guess now she doesn’t have a choice. “Yes.”

Derek gulped at the revelation. “How far along are you?”

“Derek….” Y/n spoke almost in warning. Does he really want an answer? 

“How far along, Y/n?” he cut her off asking again. Now standing straighter and looking her directly in the eyes.

“4 an half months.” Y/n stated gently. Watching closely for his reaction.

“That means”

She nodded ‘yes’ “Yes. Its yours.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked after a moment of letting this news sink in.

“After the rejection I got for asking if we could be more than bed buddies? Yeah, no.” Y/n laughed sarcastically. Turning her eyesight to him with a look that screamed ‘are you serious?’ She let out a sigh before continuing. “Look Derek. I thought about telling you and honestly I wanted to tell you. But I also didn’t want to be rejected again, and I certainly didn’t want the baby to be rejected as well.”

Derek nodded, as much as it pissed him off that she didn’t tell him sooner and how angry he is at himself for letting it come to where she felt like she couldn’t tell him. Or that he wouldn’t want the baby. “Y/n, I can explain.”

“There's nothing left to say, Derek. You said what you needed to say months ago.” Y/n scoffed. What else could he have to say after everything? He said enough that night.

Derek shook his head. “I didn’t say all of it.”

“Well I don’t want to hear it. Not now at least. Not here.” she shook her head. If they were to ever have this conversation its not gonna happen in public.

“When and where then? Cause I want to explain myself.” he rushed out. Hoping to change her mind.

“Why now? Just because I’m pregnant with your baby?” Y/n raised her eyebrows asking him what she already knew.

“Y/n-” with sad eyes Derek spoke her name but she cut him off.

“No, no….. I’ll think about it, OK?” That's all she could offer right now.

“Yeah, yeah ok.” Derek nodded. If she was willing enough to even consider it he would take it.

“Ok. Bye.” Y/n nodded, giving him a last farewell.

“Bye.” Derek returned the sentiment.

Once the two parted ways Y/n went to find Parrish in the giant grocery store.

When she found him he could tell right away something happened. So he rushed over to her, pulling her into his embrace. “You ok?”

“Yes” she nodded with a none conceiving smile. “No.” Y/n whispered, shaking her head ‘no’. “I don’t know.” she shrugged in his embrace.

Parrish hugged her tighter, whispering calming words as he rubbed up and down her back. “Let's go home sweetheart.”

With that they went to the checkout and left the store. It had been a very emotionally draining day. Y/n didn’t know what she was gonna do now. But she needed to think long and hard about it. Before she makes a decision.

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Heartache No More - Derek Hale

Derek x Fem!reader Stilinski

Warnings: none

Word count: 1,175

Requested: Hiii I was wondering if I could request a Derek Hale x Stilinski!reader where she is in love with Derek but he is always rejecting her and breaking her heart but with a happy ending. - @espacioytiempo

Authors Note: I love happy endings cause in life they are rare.

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“Hey.” Stiles greeted as he walked into the kitchen seeing his sister already in there. “You coming to the pack meeting tonight?”

Y/n didn’t look up as she shrugged when she answered, trying to focus on the pizza in front of her. “I don’t know.”

“Oh come on. It’s at Derek’s loft if that changes your mind.” Stiles nudged her with a teasing smile. He knew about her crush and it took him a while to be on board but he supported it now.

Y/n let out a sigh putting her slice down on her plate. “Actually it just really makes me want to stay home this time.”

“Oh, come on. You are in love with the Sourwolf. Don’t you want to see him?” Stiles questioned, he couldn’t believe that his sister would pass up seeing her crush. Not possible. “Hey. Concerned brother here. What's going on?” he asked now very concerned about his twin sister.

“I gave up Stiles.” She told him dropping her shoulders and she hung her head. Defeated.

NOw Stiles was confused and concerned. “Gave up on what?”

Y/n turned her head, lifting it up to look at him. “Derek’s never gonna love me back.”

“You don’t know that-” Stiles shook his head but Y/n stopped him from continuing.

“Yes. I do, Stiles. He’s even said it. To my face. I need to quit before I cause myself anymore heartache.” Y/n told him looking him right in the eyes.

“Y/n-” Stiles hated seeing the hope leave her eyes but he felt helpless to change it. But he had to try.

“No Stiles. I can’t keep putting my heart through this.” She shook her head, eyes watering and voice cracking. She couldn’t go. No matter how much she wanted to go to the meeting and no matter how much she felt for Derek. She couldn’t go this time. Y/n wiped her eyes and gave a cough to straighten out her voice before she grabbed her plate and went to head upstairs. “I’ll see you in the morning. I’m gonna head to bed early.”

After seeing the tears run down her cheeks and hearing her voice crack Stiles didn’t push any further. “Night.”

After that Stiles ate a couple slices of the pizza before leaving to head to the loft for the pack meeting. But he was pissed about the crap Sourwolf was putting his sister through, and he wished he could’ve stayed home with her. But he needed to go and maybe he could give Derek a piece of his mind.

It wasn’t long after everyone arrived and were just chilling and hanging out, but Derek noticed the whole time who was missing. And it bothered him.

“Where’s your sister?” Derek asked Stiles as they both entered the kitchen.

“She’s not coming.” Stiles stated roughly not sparing him a glance.

“How come?” Derek asked again this time turning to fully put all his attention on Stiles’ next words with a furrowed brow.

“She’s tired of getting rejected by you. She is tired of putting her heart out on the line and it getting crushed every single time. By you.” Stiles told him turning to face the taller man who had been hurting his sister's heart as of late.

“Stiles-”

“No. I don’t want to hear it. You keep breaking my sister's heart. Toying with it, leading her on. So lay off, okay? She’s trying to move on so let her.” Stiles stepped up to Derek, he didn’t care if he knew he’d lose. This was his sister they were talking about.

Stiles stared Derek down for a bit before he shook his head deciding to head back to the others in the main room of the loft. But Derek spoke up before he could fully leave the kitchen. “An what if I do feel the same?”

Stiles let out a sigh turning halfway to look over at the Sourwolf. He knew Y/n loved Derek more than she let on, maybe he could help. God, he hopes this doesn’t backfire. “Then do something about it.”

“I don’t want her to get hurt because of me.” he admitted not proud of himself for how he’d been treating Y/n as of late. But people around him get hurt and he didn’t want Y/n to be one of them.

“You’re already hurting her. What's the difference?” Stiles shrugged. Physical hurt could be fixed. Emotional? Not so easy to fix.

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“Stiles, you forget your key?” Y/n yelled as she got off the couch and headed to the front door. Upon opening it though she was shocked to see Derek Hale. That and a couple of other emotions came to the surface. “Oh. It’s you.”

“Can I come in?” Derek asked with his hands in his pockets looking sheepish.

“Why?” Y/n crossed her arms around her body, acting almost as a shield.

Which Derek noticed right away and it made him feel even more guilty. “I’d like to explain myself.”

“Derek, I’m done with whatever this is, or was.” Y/n stated as she went to shut the door, Derek rushed up the steps placing a hand on the door to stop it.

“Please. Just one last chance, and I’ll explain everything.” he pleaded with her, giving her a desperate look. One not many saw on him.

“Fine. One last chance.” Y/n gave in opening the door so he could enter.

It didn’t take long for them to sit down and get to the point. Derek told her everything about why he pushed her away but couldn’t keep with it. Now he was waiting for her reaction and response.

“So, it’s all because you were afraid to hurt me?” Y/n asked for clarification squinting his way.

“Yes.” he nodded giving her an answer.

“Do you realize that things done and said by you hurt me more than anything else could?” Y/n told him more than asked. There was hurt in her voice that Derek could hear without his enhanced hearing.

“I do, and I’m sorry.” Derek nodded apologetically, he did think he was doing the right thing in the beginning.

Y/n scoffed shaking her head. “Derek, it's not as easy as just saying you're sorry.”

“I realize that and I will work for your forgiveness if you allow me to.” he had the softest look on his face hoping and praying she’d give him another chance.

Y/n sat there for a minute thinking over his offer. All the pros and cons and what her heart and brain were telling her. Y/n let out a sigh, looking him in the eyes. “One last chance, Derek. Only one Because I can’t keep letting my heartbreak like this.”

Derek nodded relieved letting out a breath of relief smiling. “One last chance is all I need.”

“I hope so.” Y/n gave him a small smile. Hoping she wasn’t setting herself up for more heartache. Heartache no more is what she was hoping for.

Not My Decision - Stiles Stilinski

Stiles x reader sister

Derek x reader-ish

Warnings: none

Word count: 1,085

Requested: TW imagine the reader is Stiles sister and u get into an accident and Derek turns u into a wolf and Stiles goes against ur wishes and u get pissed at him for doing so and Peter actually takes care of u - @cokecola4211

Authors Note: I enjoyed the concept behind this request, it was ajoy to write. Maybe a Part 2?

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“Help!” Stiles yelled out carrying Y/n into the hospital. She was covered in blood and therefore so was Stiles.

“Stiles what happened?” Melissa asked as she called a team over with a gurney.

“Just please help her.” Stiles pleaded as he placed her on the rolling hospital bed. He had to watch as they rushed into emergency surgery. Scott had come running in after he had parked the Jeep for his friend. They Both sat down in the waiting room. It didn’t take long for the others to hear about what happened and soon pretty much the entire pack were in the waiting room.

Melissa came out a few hours later with a sad expression. “She’s stable for now.”

“For now?” Stiles asked with extremely worried eyes.

“I don’t know how long she’ll stay stable for.” She hated having to tell Stiles that his sister was basically dieing. Two kids she’s known their whole lives and practically considered her own at times.

“Mom?” Scott stood up with eyes that begged his mom to not say what he thought she was going to say.

“Its not looking good, hunny. I’m sorry. We should probably call your dad, Stiles.” Melissa bit her lip in solace that they’d probably all have to say goodbye.

“What if I could help? The bite.” Derek spoke up, he was very close to the female Stilinski. They were really good friends and if he was being honest he had a bit of a crush on her. Maybe he could save her.

“No. That could still kill her.” Scottt shook his head protesting, not liking the idea at all.

Derek shrugged his shoulders, trying not to show how much the possibility of Y/n dying affected him. “I’m just suggesting. It would be better to try then do nothing and lose her anyway.”

“That’s not what she would want.” Scott argued back. Truthfully he didn’t know if Y/n would want it or not but she would make comments about how it'd be hard being one would make life. Wasn’t that enough? “Stiles, you know that.”

“Do it.” Stiles didn’t care at the moment what anyone thought. He just couldn’t lose his sister.

“Stiles-”

“No Scott.” Stiles turned his head to look at his best friend. Stiles glanced down for a second before he continued. “I know it’s not what she’d want but I don’t have a choice. We don’t have a choice. Plus she trust’s Derek…”

Stiles knew Y/n probably wouldn’t want the bite, not without real thought put into it. But there was more of a chance for her to live. If they don’t do it, she dies. If Derek at least tries she might live.

“We have to try. I can’t lose my sister, Scott.” Stiles pleaded with his eyes.

“If the bite doesn’t take, then we still lose Y/n, Stiles.” Scott tried one last time, but truth be told Scott did think it was worth a shot. Y/n was like a little sister to him, he didn’t want to see her die either.

“At least we tried, because Scott we’re gonna lose her anyway if we don’t.” Stiles stated before turning his attention back to Derek. With a nod he stated. “Do it.”

“Follow me.” Melissa nodded at Derek and he followed her.

It was around 45 minutes before they came back out of the room. This time their faces looked more relieved.

“She's stable and improving.” Melissa smiled, happy to be sharing good news.

“The bite worked?” Lydia questioned the older wolf. Hoping she didn’t have to bury another friend.

Derek nodded with relieved eyes. “It worked. I can sense it. Feel it.”

After all, she was his beta now.

“Good. Good.” Stiles nodded, running his hands through his hair.

“You know she might be pissed.” Lydia looked to Stiles with a knowing look.

“Oh she’s going to be pissed.” Peter stated tauntingly, although he too was glad the girl was going to live. She didn’t treat him like the others.

“Then at least I made the decision that saved her life.” Stiles knew he made the right decision. But he really just hoped she would eventually forgive him.

Eventually everyone went home to get some sleep. Derek stayed and eventually Mr.Stilinski showed up. He showed up just in time when Y/n woke up. He was in there for a while before he asked Derek to come into the room. Which really made Stiles nervous.

Derek left the room not long before their dad did. The two shook hands and Derek left the hospital. Stiles was finally told by his dad that he could go see his sister. For a while the two siblings just sat in silence. Till Y/n spoke up.

“I’m different now. You made that choice for me.” Y/n stated looking down at her hands placed on her lap.

“I didn’t have any other choice.” Stiles stated back. Y/n nodded in understanding and Stiles was grateful that she did. But he still had a bad feeling.

“I need a break Stiles.” Y/n said looking at him with eyes Stiles couldn’t dechirer.

“What do you mean?” Stiles asked, confused, now sitting up in his uncomfortable hospital chair.

“I’m going to stay with Peter and Derek for a while. I already talked to dad about it.” Y/n explained biting her lip. It wasn’t an easy decision for her to have made but she needed space right now, and she needed Derek to help her learn to control her new abilities. Peter too, oddly.

“Y/n-” Stiles tried to interject but Y/n shook her head.

“I need time to adjust Stiles. To get used to my new life, the changes to my body and mind.” Y/n told him hoping he’d get why she was doing this. Why she had to do this. Y/n loved her brother but this? She needed time. “I also need time to understand your choice for my future. To calm down and be able to control myself. I don’t want to get angry at you and hurt you. You're my brother, we’re closer than close Stiles. We alway have been. But right now, I’m afraid I’m gonna hurt you.”

“Ok” Stiles couldn’t say anything else. She was angry at him and was afraid she’d hurt him because of her anger. Anger at him for the choice he made for her. Even though she was pissed, she was still protecting him.

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Locked In [Derek Hale]

Description: Derek locks Y/N in a closet. 

Y/N Y/L/N. 

Werewolf? No.

WereCoyote? No.

Banshee? No.

Kitsune? No.

Hellhound? No.

Human? Yes.

Huntress? Definitely.

Though she has the weapons, and skills to defend herself and others she felt constricted. Derek, Y/N's best friend is overprotective. Not just a 'No you're not going' overprotective. It is more along the lines of 'I will lock you in a room with no windows until I get back' overprotective.

That's where she's at now.

In a room.

With no windows.

And a locked door.

"Derek!" Y/N yells as she kicks the door. The pack is going after Void, and in their past meetings he had expressed his want to kill the woman. So, Derek decided to tie her hands up and lock her in a room.

"You're not going Y/N! I'm trying to keep you safe!"

"Yeah! And you better be keeping yourself safe because when I get out of here I'm going to kill you!" She shouts, getting even more irritated.

"You don't mean that." Derek's voice softens.

"I know I don't mean that, but seriously Der! You had to tie my hands?!"

"You'd break the door down if I didn't."

Y/N looks down at her knife holster strapped to her thigh, and sighs when she sees it's missing.

"The knife too?" Derek chuckles and looks at his phone to see a text from Scott. "I have to go, ok? Don't try and break the door."

"Fine!" Derek smiles and starts to walk out the door. "But do me a favor and be careful!"

"I'll be fine."

"You better, because if you die I'll starve to death in here!"

"Funny Y/L/N."

Pack Christmas [Derek Hale] 🎄

Description: Derek and Y/N, sworn enemies, are chosen to prepare the pack Christmas Party.

Warnings: Arguing.

A/N: Day 1 of 12 Days of Christmas! Stay tuned for day 2! 

"Scott, what the hell?!" Y/N exclaims through the phone. She was in the middle of decorating her house for Christmas when the alpha called her to inform her that she and Derek Hale would be planning and setting up the second annual "McCall Pack Christmas Party".

"Please Y/N? We need to focus on finals and besides, you and Derek are like the packs parents!" Scott pleads.

"Scott, me and Derek barely get along." Y/N sighs as she sets a string of lights down on the floor to be untangled.

"But you work really well together. Remember when Cora and Boyd we're running through town? You guys did great that night."

"First of all, that was life or death. Second, the dude literally argues with me all of the time. Derek has made it very clear that he doesn't enjoy my presence, so if I'm going to do this, I'm better off doing it myself."

"Please, Y/N? Just try it and if it doesn't work out we'll just forget about it."

"Fine, but when everything goes sideways it's not my fault."

§§§

"Derek, come on. It's for the pack, not me!" Y/N exclaims.

They had decided to go to the store and buy decorations, and while they were getting garland to wrap around the handles to the stairs in her house. Normally she didn't do much decorating on the inside of the house but with the party being at her house she decided to go all out.

Derek, surprisingly hasn't been in a horrible mood since they started planning the party. Y/N thought he was sick at first, but then remembered werewolves don't get sick, so she doesn't know how to explain it.

Y/N suggested getting a real Christmas tree instead of the old fake one she has, but Derek decided to be difficult.

"The pack won't care." Derek deadpanned.

"Malia would love it because it reminds her of outside. Lydia loves the smell and authenticity. Scott and Stiles hate fake trees and Liam would absolutely love-." Y/N goes on until Derek cuts her off.

"You spoil those kids too much." He groans, finally giving in.

"Maybe I do. Maybe I don't."

§§§

On the way to the christmas tree farm, "Last Christmas" came on and Y/N quietly started singing it. Derek took his eyes off the road to look at her. She was beautiful. Derek always thought that from the first time they met to right now. She's always been beautiful. He's also always had a crush on her, but with all of the women he's been in a relationship with, he's been hurt by ninety-nine percent of them. He just thought it was best to push his feelings aside and distance himself, but Scott isn't helping him do that.

Once he parked his truck they started walking around the shops to see if there were any precut trees. Y/N turned a corner, saw a pin with reindeer in it and gasped.

"Derek! Can we go see the reindeer?!"

Derek looks at her for a few seconds while she looks at the reindeer. She has the biggest and brightest smile he thinks he's ever seen. His body warms at the sight. She's so happy, carefree, unlike most of the other times they are around each other.

"Yeah. Why not." Derek replies and walks over to the fence with her.

Immediately one of the baby reindeer walks over to them. Y/N puts her hand out and it rubs against her hand.

"Hi baby. You're so cute." She says in a baby voice. Derek smiles at her, yet again.

§§§

After they finished petting all of the animals Derek and Y/N made their way to the Christmas trees.

"You going to chop down the tree?" Y/N asks.

"Yeah, I used to every year when my mom and sisters were still alive."

"My dad never let me." Y/N says as she looks down at her shoes. "He always said 'Can't let my babygirl cut her hands.'."

"Your dad was protective of you wasn't he?" Derek asks as they walk through the rows of trees.

"Yeah, after my mom left with her boyfriend I was all he had left. He didn't want me to play sports in school because he was so scared that I'd get hurt."

"My mom was like that, but she didn't want us to get hurt because then we would be exposed when we heal."

"I'd be the same way, especially because people can't accept it."

"Well I'm glad you have accepted it."

§§§

It was finally the day of the party, and Derek came over early in the morning to help Y/N set everything up and cook, which would take forever.

"Ok, so I made the stuff I could premake last night. The deserts are in the fridge, and there is stuff in crockpots that just needs turned on." Y/N says as she speed walks around her house. She's a perfectionist, so her house is spotless, and the decorations are to her liking, and it was snowing, so nothing could ruin today.

Derek opens the fridge to pull out the crockpots and sees that she wasn't kidding when she said she bought enough food to feed the United States Army.

"Well it's a good thing Scott and Stiles can eat."

Y/N just gives him a big smile before continuing on.

§§§

"Y/N. When are you and Derek going to accept the fact that you guys are in love with each other." Lydia asks as she stirs the hot chocolate.

"Lydia." Y/N hisses. "He can hear you."

Lydia just rolls her eyes, knowing Stiles is keeping Derek's ears occupied.

"Oh, come on. He looks at you with pure love and adoration. You know he only acts the way he does because he thinks he's protecting himself."

"Why would he need to protect himself from me?" Y/N asks as she finishes the mashed potatoes.

"Because you came along right after Laura was murdered." Lydia pauses. "He told me that you are Laura in a different body. It scares him and makes him sad." She admits.

Y/N snaps her eyes to Lydia's, finally realizing why he was so cold towards her. Everything anyone's told Y/N about Laura reminds her of herself.

"Why didn't he just say something to me, instead of picking arguments with me every time he sees me." Y/N asks quietly.

"Because like Lydia said. I was scared." Derek's voice cut through the Christmas music playing quietly in the kitchen. "I was scared I'd lose you, like I lost Laura, so I figured if you hated me I wouldn't feel this way about you. It never has and it never will work."

Lydia walks out of the kitchen and into the living room with everyone else.

"I'm sorry that you felt that way Derek. I never meant to make you upset." Y/N says.

"Don't apologize. If anyone's apologizing it should be me. I've treated you so badly all of these years when all you wanted to do was help all of them."

"You too." Y/N exhales. "I wanted to help you too."

"Well since Christmas is "The time of forgiveness", maybe you could forgive me?" Derek asks hopefully while coming closer to her.

"That's true, so you are forgiven." Y/N kisses his cheek.

"Now maybe my New Years Resolution should be to make you mine."

"I wouldn't be opposed."

Jingle Bell Rock [Derek Hale] 🎄

Description: Derek brings Y/N to meet the pack at Christmas dinner but has other plans up his sleeve.

Derek opened Y/N's car door for her before helping her get out so she didn't slip. This year everyone decided to meet up at in Evergreen, Montana to celebrate the Christmas holiday and it is absolutely beautiful, and there's a fresh coat of snow.

They rented out a huge cabin that was just outside of town, so they were able to have the peacefulness of the woods, the stores, and restaurants in town.

This is the first time the pack is meeting Y/N. Derek met her at the hospital while she was working and eventually they started dating. That was over a year ago but she is just now meeting everybody due to her busy schedule. She was lucky she could get the week off.

Derek and Y/N made their way up the steps onto the porch. Derek put the code provided to him in the door and let Y/N in first.

Which might have been a bad idea because as soon as she opened the door she was met by the stares of multiple people.

"You must be Y/N?!" Lydia exclaims as she goes over to bring the woman in for a hug. "It's so nice to finally meet you. Derek and Peter have told us a lot about you."

"Good things, I hope." Y/N jokes, returning the hug to the strawberry blonde.

"I don't think there is a bad thing to say about you babe." Derek says as he sets down a bag, "Guys, this is my girlfriend Y/N. She's a Nurse Practitioner at the hospital back home, so this is her first real time off in a few years."

Everyone welcomes Y/N with open arms and of course, twenty-million questions.

Stiles wanted dirt on Derek.

Malia wanted to know about her favorite food.

Scott wanted to know about her nursing job.

Liam wanted to know if she played any sports.

And it just goes on.

§§§

Finally after a few hours and dinner Y/N and Derek were able to sneak off to their room and get settled.

"I like your friends. They're really sweet." Y/N comments as she puts some of her clothes in the drawer.

"They are. They're really nosy though." He laughs.

"It's okay, I don't mind." Y/N giggles and walks over to where he is standing in the connecting bathroom and wraps her arms around his torso. "They just want to make sure I am treating you right."

She presses a kiss to his back and Derek grips her hand. The tingling sensation going down his spine catching him off guard.

"You are most definitely treating me right." Derek turns around and brings her into his arms. "I'm glad you finally got to meet them."

"Me too." She agrees, "We should get ready for bed. I'm tired."

Derek's chest vibrates from his laughing.

"I knew you would be. Go get ready for bed. I will take care of the rest of this." He presses a kiss to her cheek before she goes out to the room to grab her pajamas and toiletry bag.

Derek leaves her to the bathroom and puts her bag in the closet.

Once he knows she is in the bathroom and busy he opens his suitcase. He pulls his clothes out and finds the little velvet box. He grabs it and places it in his nightstand.

"This is really happening."

§§§

After a week full of shopping, eating, baking, and fun activities it was finally Christmas day.

Derek had decided to take Y/N out that morning for breakfast.

He had packed the food, drinks and blankets into his truck before waking her up.

"Y/N." He whispers, rubbing his hand up and down her back.

"Hm." She hums in response, rolling into his body.

"Let's go get some breakfast before they wake up."

Y/N perks up at the mention of food. Opening her eyes and looking at Derek.

"That got your attention." He chuckles.

"Breakfast? Everything is closed Der, it's Christmas." She asks, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

Derek nods, "I made breakfast. We're taking it to go."

"Where are we going?"

"So many questions. It's a surprise sweetheart."

Derek gets up and pulls Y/N up with him.

"Do I have to dress nice, or can I wear sweats?"

"You can wear whatever you want. You can wear your pajamas even."

Y/N shakes her head and goes to the drawers.

"Not wearing my pajamas."

Derek stifles a laugh and moves towards the bedroom door.

"I'll be waiting for you downstairs."

§§§

Derek drove Y/N out to a lake that the guys had went to for ice fishing. Its beautiful, surrounded by trees and a dock that goes out farther than normal.

They ate breakfast in the truck, since it's freezing outside, but as soon as they were done Derek suggested they walk out onto the dock.

He helped Y/N out of the truck and wrapped a heavy blanket around her.

He felt his pocket one last time before wrapping his arm around her and guiding her out to the dock.

The photographer had been hiding in the office building for the park until she saw the couple get out of the truck and go out to the dock.

She snuck out and was able to be in a somewhat concealed spot where she could see and get good pictures but wasn't seen easily.

Derek waited until Y/N was turned away from

him to get down on one knee.

"Why do you think this place looks like during the rest of the year?" She asks, turning towards him, but he's not standing up. "What-?"

Derek has the tiny velvet box in one hand and his other is reaching out for hers.

Y/N places her shaky hand in his and takes a deep breath.

"I know that our lives are crazy and things don't go as planned, but I truly believe our souls were made for loving each other. I was going to do this after the holidays but I couldn't wait any longer. Y/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?"

Y/N can't get any words out because she is afraid her voice might fail her, so she nods and throws herself into Derek's arms.

"Is that a yes?!"

Y/N wipes her tears and laughs, "Yes!"

Derek pulls her in for a blazing kiss.

He couldn't believe she is actually going to be his wife.

He takes the ring out of the box and slides it into her finger.

"Do you like it?" He whispers.

Y/N nods and presses a kiss to his cheek, "It's beautiful Derek."

§§§

Finally, the couple got back the cabin.

They were immediately met by the group at the door and requests to see the ring.

"You did so good Derek!"

"It's beautiful!"

"Congratulations guys!"

Peter stepped through the crowd and brought his nephew in for a hug.

"Congratulations you two." He releases Derek and pulls Y/N in, "So can I call you Mrs. Hale now?"

Y/N laughs and nods.

"Sure Peter."

Derek smiles at the group and watches as they interact together.

"Okay guys, time to get Christmas dinner going."

"C'mon Sourwolf. We're celebrating!"