"Oh shut up!" I yelled, storming around Derek's loft. Yet again, Derek and I had got into an argument over something stupid.
"Can you blame me? I don't want you to get hurt y/n!" He yells back, his face is red. I roll my eyes and start looking for my bag, no way was I staying here any longer. I walk into the kitchen and Derek follows me. "Are you going to say anything?" He asks, I look at him and roll my eyes for the 100th time that night. I finally find my bag on the table. "Where are you going?" He questions, his voice is laced with worry and anger.
"Away from you." I spit back, I put my phone in my bag and start to head out the door. Derek grabs my arm stopping me from leaving.
"We haven't finished talking." He growls, pissed off at the fact I was just going to walk away.
"Oh, I think we have." I shoot back a sarcastic smile and shrug his hand off me. I know that Derek could have still had a tight grip on me, but he didn't want to hurt me and make the fight even worse. I open the door wide and am welcomed by a cold breeze. White snow covered the floor and if I wasn't wearing only a shirt and jeans I probably would enjoy the view much more. Perfect snowflakes fell from the sky, it was absolutely beautiful. I bent down to the ground and started forming a snowball, the coldness of the snow burnt my hands but I didn't mind.
"Y/n, just come back inside you'll freeze to death." Derek says, following me out.
"I'm about to get into the car." I reply, still looking at the ground forming the snowball.
"Look, I'm sorry okay? I know I can be an asshole at times but it's only because I care about you and I don't want you to get hurt. Y/n, please, just... come back inside." He pleads, standing only two metres away from me. I stand up my back facing him, the snowball I had now created was perfectly round. "Y/n? Please say something?" He says, I smirk to myself. I turn around and throw the snowball at him. I smile proudly. Derek smiles and wipes the snow off his face. "Okay, I deserved that, now let's go inside or you'll get a cold." By the time Derek finished you had already thrown another snowball at him.
I started laughing hysterically. He looked so cute, his smile was just so gorgeous.
"That's it, come here!" He yells, starting to chase after me. I scream and start running away, I know I wasn't going to beat him. He was a werewolf after all. I side step him and Derek falls to the floor. The sight was hilarious. "Ha, ha, ha." He says sarcastically but he can't seem to stop smiling. I walk over to him and stand in front of him.
"Aw, is sourwolf smiling?" I say, smiling down on him. He rolls his eyes and shakes his head. I laugh and out stretch my hand to help him up. But Derek had other plans, he pulls me down and I land on top of him. "If you wanted me to straddle you, you should have just asked." I smirked, kissing his soft lips.
"Okay, we should go inside now, you're probably going to die of hyperthermia." He says. I stand up and so does he.
"Last one there is a rotten egg!" I shout, sprinting for the door.
"Sometimes I feel like I'm dating a three year old." He shouts, before chasing off after me.
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JE LEEST
Teen Wolf Imagines.
FanfictionTeen Wolf imagines, the content varies. I own none of them unless stated. PSA: NEWER AND OLDER CAST INCLUDED!
