DWTS Prompts and Imagines

Preference #3: First Christmas

A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry it took so long for me to update. How did you all like that season? I loved it! I was so, so happy for Bindi, she was my favorite from the beginning. Anyways, now that Christmas is upon us, it's time for some Christmas-y imagines!

Don't forget, I'm always open to requests! It might take me a bit to get to them, but I promise I'll do my best to fulfill your request!

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Derek

"What if they don't like me?"

You squeezed Derek's hand tightly as you walked up the pathway to his mother's house. Your teeth chattered in the cold evening air, and snowflakes flurried down from the sky and melted in your hair. Derek chuckled, squeezing your hand back.

"Julianne likes you. I promise, if Julianne likes you, my mom and my sisters will, too."

Almost as if on cue, he knocked on the door just below the festively decorated wreath. Hardly seconds after he knocked, the door swung open to reveal his mother. She cried out Derek's name, pulling him into a tight hug and saying how much she missed him. Chuckling, Derek gave his mother a kiss on the cheek and pulled back. You blushed, teetering on your heels nervously as he turned to introduce you. Much to your surprise, however, she immediately wrapped you in a big hug. Startled it took you a moment to hug her back.

"Oh, what are we doing out here on the porch?" she chuckled, pulling away. "Come on in, kids, dinner is almost ready."

Derek wrapped your hand in his again as soon as you were inside, closing the door behind you. You could hear loud voices in the kitchen, including the familiar voice of Julianne, which made your shoulders sag with relief. At least Derek wasn't the only one there that you were sure would like you.

The kitchen was warm and full of delicious smells. Derek's older sisters were all sat around the island counter, either helping cook or eating some of the appetizers. They each routinely smiled and stood to give Derek a hug. You, meanwhile, stood awkwardly two feet away. Each sister had their eyes on you, and you were all too aware. It felt like their eyes were burning holes through you.

"Uh, everyone," Derek cleared his throat to gain his family's attention, and the kitchen quieted down. He placed an arm around your shoulders. "This is the girl I've been telling you all so much about."

You introduced yourself shyly, trying not to come off as awkward as you felt. Derek's oldest sister, Sharee, broke the silence.

"It's so wonderful to meet you!" she said, motioning for you to sit at the island counter with her and the others. "Derek really has told us a lot about you."

"He never shuts up about you," Katherine said with a roll of her eyes, but she was smiling fondly.

"Wow, really?" you beamed, looking up at Derek. He was looking away nonchalantly, but you knew him well enough to see that he was flushed. Laughing, you reached up and pinched his cheek. "You're just the cutest."

"I'm not cute," he sniffed, giving an exaggerated pout. "I'm a man. A manly man."

"You two are gross," Julianne laughed, crossing the kitchen to give you a hug.

"Alright, enough teasing," their mother called. "Everyone come eat!"

Dinner was a much less awkward affair than you expected. You had completely expected Derek's sisters to judge you harshly, to immediately deem you unfit to date their brother. Instead, they had regaled you with embarrassing tales from Derek's childhood. He blushed and pouted all through the meal, but you snorted with laughter the entire time, squeezing his hand and assuring him that you thought the stories were cute.