Be mine? Derek Hale

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Note:- I will be skipping most episodes going directly to episode 12

season 2 episode 12

I was at Deaton's with Scott and the others. We'd just figured out that we're trying to catch not 1 but 2 people, the Kanima and it's master. Turns out the master controls the Kanima, it does anything the master wants. Kinda like a genie. Yeah, Derek didn't laugh at that either.

Anyways I haven't really been able to work on the Kanima thing for a while. My shifts at the hospital have been getting longer and longer. Stiles doesn't know this but we're kinda behind on our bills so I figured, why not take some extra shifts and help out? It's almost been a week since I've seen anyone, not Stiles, my dad, Derek, the pack. My boss figured I'd be tired since on most days I'd end up going home at 2am and coming back at 7. He had to forcefully kick me out but on the positive side, I'd earned 200$ and paid most of our taxes along with our power bill. I asked coach and he gave me a raise too. I don't know why I'm so stressed about this, it shouldn't even be my concern. The whole reason I dropped out of med school was to help out here, luckily the hospital gave me some what of a job. 

When I showed up at the clinic today, everyone frowned at my state. I wasn't that bad okay? I was just a bit stressed and overworked, that's all. The pack almost sent me home but I begged them to let me stay. Right now I was standing next to Derek, who had his right hand rested on his chin and his left one around my back. This whole crush thing hasn't been easy. Another reason I'd been taking extra shifts at the hospital was so I didn't have to see Derek. I'd been avoiding him so I didn't completely out myself but now, here I am, with his arm wrapped around me. Just now realising how truly exhausted I am, I can't help but lean in. Every now and then Scott and Isaac stare at me and smirk. For most of the time I can't concentrate on a word Deaton's saying, mostly because I'm so tired.

"Maybe you should hold off the job for a while you know?" I hear Peter say. I jerk my head to the side, looking for him. I haven't seen him for 3 whole days. Derek lets go at my sudden movement and I trip forward, unable to hold my own weight. Within seconds his is back around my waist, his face along with everyone else's laced with concern. 

"Sorry, thought I heard something" I say, sheepishly. They shrug it off and go back to talking about some sort of a party. I turn to look at Derek and instantly bite down a smile. Trying not to be too obvious, I keep stealing glances from time to time. Once he even catches me looking and squeezes me tighter. I try not to pass out then and there. I don't know what it is but I really need to get back on track.  

After this whole thing, I ask Scott to drop me home but him and Isaac have practice so I guess it's Derek and I again. Not that I mind of course, I just don't want it to be awkward, you know, since I've been avoiding him and all.

On our way I notice Derek taking the wrong turn. At first I don't question it but then I don't recognize where we are at all.

"Relax, I'm just getting you ice cream" He says, turning to look at me. My cheeks flush red and he chuckles, noticing very well.

"I keep forgetting you can do that" I say, bringing my hands up to my chest. Derek places a hand on my thigh and smirks.

"Forgetting I can do what?"

"I hate you" I say, smiling. 

"Your face says otherwise" I laugh and Derek's gaze flickers to my lips, before he coughs, moving away. I ignore the sudden unsettling feeling in my stomach while he gets out of the car, heading to the store. A sigh escapes my lips and I silently yell at myself for wanting that stare to last longer, for wanting Derek to kiss me again. I close my eyes and I see flashes of that night we shared our first kiss. 

"Honestly you two are sickening, just bone already" I shriek at Peter.

"What the fuck, oh my god!" He laughs, maniacally

"You are the worst person to ever exist" I say, catching my breath.

"And yet you consider me your best friend" He responds, smirking.

"Why are you here?" I ask, rolling my eyes. It suddenly cools down and I feel a shiver down my spine. I look in the rearview mirror and see Peter smirking. He says nothing, and just stretches his legs, bending his elbow at the back of his head.

"I'm gonna wait for Derek to bring me my ice cream and then we'll talk about it" I say, trying to sound stern.

"If you insist on making a scene, I suppose ice cream will do well" I think I'm the only person Peter listens. 

"Good but if you want ice cream, you're gonna have to pay me for it" I say, smiling proudly

"You didn't pay Derek"

"Yeah, but that's different" I blush

"Why? Cuz you wanna smash him?" I blush harder, but gain my composure nonetheless

"Peter, he's your nephew!"

"Yeah and you like him" Peter, says, disgusted

"Still your nephew"

Yall idk what to write for this anymore. I think I might write another Derek story.