Chapter 9

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I wake up to an empty bad and place my hand on the place where Derek was sleeping, it was warm meaning that he couldn't have left to long ago. I hear I flush from the bathroom and prop up on my elbows. Derek walks out wiping his hands with a small towel. He smiles warmly making my stomach twist and know but not because I need to throw up. He chucks the towel to the side and crawls back under the covers.

I grin and cuddle into him again, "you're such I cuddle bug" he whispers. "You're too warm not to be" I feel him smile. "I am pretty hot aren't I" he smirks. I hum in delight as I push my top leg over his waist and leave it there causing him to laugh. I slowly dose back to sleep soothed by the steady beat of his heart.

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I wake up to an empty bed... again. I walk downstairs hearing Isaac yell at Derek... "... WE WERE SUPPOSE TO WATCH SPIDER MAN AND YOU JUST DISAPPEARED!!! CARE TO EXPLAIN???" he yells causing me to laugh remembering why Derek missed the movie with Isaac. "I... umm... fell asleep" he says glancing over to me. I smile following him into the kitchen.

"Make me food!" I whine sitting on the island with my legs dangling over the edge. He turns to me and grins, I smile unsurely back. "Pancakes?" I nod my head eagerly, as he goes through the kitchen collecting ingredients. He mixes them together in a silver bowl. I jump off the bench and he turns around a lean up close to him. I get close to his face about to kill when instead I dip my fingers in the bowl and eat the batter just before we kiss. He pouts a little then gives me a mischievous grin then turns to the bowl, he paints his hand in the batter. He turns to me then places his hand on my cheek smearing it with the batter. I squeal and squirm as the oozy paste drips down my chin. He grins with satisfaction so a grab a handful of it and smudge it all over his face. He scoops it off his face and slides it through my hair.

Before we knew it we were throwing batter across the kitchen dodging the small balls of ooze. I grab a huge handful and throw it hoping for the best. It hits him square in the face. He turns his face downwards and wipes away most of onto the floor. "You're asking for it!" he says storming over to me with his piecing blue werewolf eyes. He pins me against the wall with my hands against the wall above me. "Careful wolfy," I tease. "Or what?" he grunts, his warm breath hitting my face. "Or this..." I lick the batter off his nose catching him by surprise. I stare into his emerald green eyes then shove him against the island then dramatically flick my matted hair "I'm going for a shower" I say in a prissy voice then stomp upstairs.

I get into the shower and scrub the pancake out of my hair. When I'm done I scrub the rest of my body until I'm pancake batter free. When I get out I pull on Derek's other shirt and slip on some long comfy sweats. I walk into the hallway just as Derek walks out of his room shirtless also only wearing sweats. I admire his abs and muscles until I hear a chuckle. "Don't look so bad yourself" he smirks walking downstairs.

I mentally slap myself for being caught checking out Derek once again. I sigh, shaking my head and following him downstairs. We are met by a grinning Isaac and Scott whilst Stiles flicks through channels on the tv, "have fun?" Isaac teases. We both roll our eyes and walk into the now clean kitchen. "You're welcome" Scott calls from the lounge room. I smile and pull out some plain cereal and milk.

I finish off my cereal and Derek collects my bowl and spoon. He hums lightly but my super hearing picks up the slight rumble from his throat. "Humming? Is-is Derek Hale humming?" I tease. I laughs a little, "Well if you must know I'm happy" "That's a first" Stiles says entering the kitchen and making himself breakfast. Derek lets out a low growl and lashes his blue eyes at Stiles. Stiles smiles at this and walks up to him. "Aww, you're such a grumpy little wolfy" he says in a voice used mostly on babies whilst pinching his cheeks. Derek growls loudly, pushing Stiles by his throat up against a cub board "touch me again and I will fucking kill you!" Derek hisses. He lets Stiles go and collapse into a pile on the floor. Stiles gets up and whispers, knowing Derek can hear him "sour wolf" and with that he leaves the kitchen, leaving me and Derek alone in the kitchen... again.

"Derek...?" I ask walking over to him. "Mmmh?" he turns his head so he can see me over his shoulder then returns to the dishes. "Can we watch a movie?" I basically beg whilst resting my chin on his shoulder. I feel his shoulder tense then relax, "Sure, I will lets Isaac and Scott know" he smiles. I pout a little "I mean WE as in... just us" I feel him grin as he puts the last dish in the drainer. "That would be good to" he smiles and I lift my chin off his shoulder as he starts to walk out of the kitchen.

I smile to myself about to follow when, he re-enters the room "oh, and get some blankets" he smiles exiting again. I smile and run upstairs. I pass Derek's room heading to mine when I stop in my tacks. I take a few steps back so I'm in the door way of his room. He wouldn't mind... would he? I think to myself. "Oh fuck it" I whisper to myself as I jump on Derek's bed. I lie there on his bed for about 30 seconds, just breathing and taking in his scent... his wonderful scent, until I remember why I was there. I grip the blankets tightly then jump off his bed and run down the steps with his blankets trailing behind me.

I notice that the lounge room is empty and Derek walks in with trays and trays of delicious snack. He stops walking when he notices me and smiles. I blush a little realising I have Derek's blankets wrapped around me and dragging on the floor. "You know when I said get blankets I didn't expect you to grab mine" he says smirking as I make my way down the rest of the step. "Oh shut up, your blankets are softer and warmer" I lie. "So where is Scott, Isaac and Stiles?" I ask looking around the room. "I told them there was a carwash with chicks in bikinis on the other side of town, and not to be back until tomorrow. I smile and slump into the couch throwing his blankets over me, letting his beautiful scent take over my senses. "What do you want to watch?" he says crouching in front of the DVD player. "I... um, I don't know... arrrrrm?" I couldn't help but stutter staring at Derek's butt.

"How about x-men?" he asks, "Sure" I say in a perky voice. I awkwardly realise that would have agreed on any movie that Derek suggested. I puts it in then gets up and walks over to the couch. I flips the blankets up then slides in next to me, pulling the blankets over his body. He lifts himself up a bit to sit cross legged so I decide what better timing. I slide my legs up and across Derek's lap. He smiles and helps me get repositioned into a more comfortable position.

I'm laying down sideways legs across Derek's lap with my back postured upwards by pillows and a blanket draped across us. I rest my hands on my mid-thigh watching the movie until Derek slides his hand undermine. I hold his hand loosely and he does the same.

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I must have fallen asleep because I wake up and the movie is almost finished. Derek and I are still holding hands when I realise I'm sweating... a lot. "Why are you so fucking hot" I mumble at Derek throwing the blankets to the floor. He laughs a little before resting his head back whispering something but it was too quiet for even super hearing to pick up. "What?" I ask, kind of rudely at that. "Nothing" he says clearly wanting to drop the topic. I shrug it off and we continue to watch movies until night fall...

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