Pack meetings sucked. Honestly you loved them all but you were so bored, listening to Stiles and Scott argue with Derek over dumb things.
The couch had become very uncomfortable, but then again it was often hard for you to comfortable with a six month baby bump. You blamed Derek. Suddenly you felt hungry.
"I think we should-" you didn't stick around to hear the rest of Stiles' ideas. Your baby wanted bacon and peanut butter, and maybe avocados.
Once inside of the loft kitchen, you threw the fridge open, you were on a mission. You found the avocados right away and put them on the counter. You opened the freezer and grabbed a pack of bacon. You prepped a pan, to cook your bacon. As it sizzled, you cut open an avocado and began spooning it into your mouth. You smiled and felt a little better. You could faintly hear the pack still discussing new threats. You turned away from the door and tried to reach the top shelf.
No matter how hard you tried, not even your fingertips could reach the handle. Even when you were on your tippy toes.
"You know you shouldn't strain yourself. Not good for our baby." Derek said from behind you, slightly scaring you.
"But I want peanut butter!" You pout, stomping your foot like a three year old on the verge of a temper tantrum.
"But you're cooking bacon, and eating avocados?" Stiles says as he and Scott come in the door.
"Stiles. Shut up. Or I'll rip your throat out. With my teeth. That's my girlfriend who's carrying my child, if she wants something she gets it." Derek growls, putting his arms around your waist, and pulling you into his chest. He leans his head down towards you to kiss your lips.
"Eww. Okay stop. Please?" Liam asks, walking in to sit at the kitchen island with Scott and Stiles.
"From what I hear you and Hayden are like this all the time at school." You say as you sit down with them. Derek going to flip your bacon.
"True story." Scott says, laughing at his beta.
Derek places a plate of bacon, peanut butter and avocado in front you. You smile and kiss him on the lips.
"That looks disgusting." Stiles says, scrunching his face up in disgust.
"I agree with Stiles. Why would you eat that?" Liam asks, looking like he was about to gag.
"Actually, it looks really good to me. Derek can you get me a plate of that." Scott asks, ignoring the bizarre looks from his friends.
"No. This is food for our baby, Scott." Derek says putting his hand on your belly, while he glares at Scott.
"Woah man, I was kidding." Scott says.
"I'm not hungry anymore. I'm feeling something else." You say, you push your plate away, giving Derek a certain look.
"You all need to leave now." Derek says, standing up abruptly, clearly flustered and slightly excited.
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Derek Hale Imagines
FanfictionAll in title my friends :) More domestic/fluffy Derek. Not to be continued...