Teen Wolf Imagines.

Little Wolves / Derek Hale

You were lifting a box off the floor when Derek ran in the room in only his boxers, making a fuss about you picking up heavy objects. You rolled your eyes fondly and let the corners of your mouth turn up when he took the box out of your hands. You rested your hands on your swollen belly and soothingly rubbed it, smiling softly. You made your way out of the room and doubled over in pain as something wet dribbled down your leg.
Derek was at your side in an instant asking you what was wrong and if he needed to call the doctor. You gasped and looked up at him with a toothy grin, "Derek, it's time!"
"It's time? For what? Wha-" Derek's eyes widened in shock and then he was leaping into action, running around the house, grabbing bags and other random things that you could possibly need, all while yelling, "Oh god, oh god, they're coming! Dad time. I'm going to be a dad. Oh god, I'm going to be a DAD! Y/N! We're going to be PARENTS! WAIT! Is this the right bag?" you stopped and moved sideways to look through the door to see him standing in the middle of the hallway holding up a random bag. You shook your head and laughed when he tossed the bag over his shoulder and dashed to another room.
You heard bits and pieces of more shouted phrases and mumbled motivational things that left his mouth, and god did you love this man or what? Derek came back, panting, with about 6 different bags and the keys. He opened the front door in a rush and led you out while making sure you were okay.
After about the thousandth, 'Yes, Derek, I'm fine. Just pay attention to the road and drive.' he pulled into the hospital and ran in yelling that you were in labor. Melissa came out pushing a wheelchair with a smile on her face, "Is it time?"
You nodded enthusiastically and sat down in the wheelchair, letting her roll you in, "I think it's time to get these little jewels out of me. Fast please and without pain, if you can. Derek's been driving me insane for about 9 months and I'd like to breath without a little body crushing my lungs."
Melissa laughed and stayed with you until you were placed in your own room. After a long few hours, you had come to the conclusion that pregnancy was a bitter/sweet feeling and labor sucked ass, and you said as much to Derek, who just laughed and held your hand a bit tighter. You also told him that you hated him for doing this to you and when this was over you were going to shove something up his ass just so he could get a small glimpse of the pain you were in.
Derek looked a bit scared because he had no clue if you were being serious or not, but then it faded to something else because you were ready to deliver your babies. Derek let you squeeze his hand and yell obscenities at him during the entire process, because god he was holding the hand of the woman he loved and watching his children breathe their first breath of air. Derek was absolutely terrified but also so fucking happy.
Once everything was done and over with, you were brought back to your room to rest. Derek had decided to go stare through the window at his three little angels. 2 boys and a girl. They were so small and perfect... a touch of a scent hit his nose while he watched a nurse push them closer to the window for him to look at them. And now he was freaking out.
Derek ran in your room and pumped his fist in the air, shouting a small victory shout and startling you out of your little nap. You glared at him, "Some of us are kind of tired. You know, from giving birth... To 3 kids the size of watermelons... It's nothing big or anything, but yeah kind of tired."
"Sorry, sorry. I'm just, I'm just happy." Derek grinned from ear to ear, causing his eyes to crinkle in the most adorable way. He leaned in and kissed you softly, pulling back to smile again, "Y/N, babe, sweetie, guess what..." Derek didn't wait for you to guess, "They're wolves. Our children. Are Born. WOLVES."
Your face turned serious, "Oh my god, are you serious? How can you tell?"
"As sure as I can be. I caught their scent and I ran in here to tell you. Babe, we've got 3 little wolves. THREE."
You squealed and smiled brightly as you pulled him in for a crushing hug, placing a quick kiss on the cheek, "That's amazing! Have you told the pack yet?"
"Not yet, I ran in here as soon as I found out. I'll text Scott in a minute and tell him to bring everyone back for the good news." Derek groaned into your neck, "God, Stiles is going to go on and on about how we're lucky he was there to convince us to puppy proof the house."
You chuckled and closed your eyes, dozing off as Derek ran his fingers through your hair. You may or may not have dreamt of three little wolves running around the house butt naked with Derek chasing after them with balls of clothes in his hands, and the smile on your face when you woke up was unbreakable.

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