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Derek Hale Imagine~Protecting my love

Requested by: estrellakayegomez(Tumblr)

Request: Can you do a Derek imagine where the person is like a part of the pack (born werewolf) and the same age as Stiles and Scott and they get into a HUGE fight because she gets hurt while protecting him and like tons of fluff at the end

A/N: OMG I love fluff! *faints* Yes, I know. I am trash. My friend says it daily. P.s. I am always forgetting the title!

Warnings: Fluff, fighting

Words: 1.874

Pairing: Derek x Reader

Y/N's POV.

I feel the sun on my skin and I open my eyes. The sun is really bright so I close my eyes immediately. Suddenly the light goes away and I open my eyes again. I look straight into Derek's green eyes. He looks so worried and... Scared? Derek looks scared? That is almost impossible. I try to get up but it hurts. Derek reacts immediately and he lays me back down. "You've got to lay still. You aren't fully healed," he says quietly. I am in Derek's apartment upstairs in his bed. Derek sits on a chair and looks at every move that I make. "What happened?" I ask. "You don't remember?" he asks. "Not really. It's quite vague," I say. He looks in pain to me. I try to remember it but I just remember a lot blood and a lot of pain. Werewolves. Very, very angry werewolves.

"Alright where is Derek?" I ask when I walk into Lydia's house. When I walked into Derek's apartment he was gone and something inside of me told me it was really wrong. I called him and texted him but I didn't got anything. I tried to call the others but also that didn't work. No one picked up or read the messages. I am so freaking worried that something might happen to Derek. "I have no idea where your crazy werewolf boyfriend is," she says and she walks to her kitchen. "You do," I say. "No, I don't," she says. "I can hear your heartbeat race," I say. "Stupid werewolves," Lydia mumbles. "Also that I can hear," I say and I walk into the kitchen. "Sorry, you are my friend and I really care about you but I promised to not say anything so I keep my mouth shut," Lydia says. "Lydia, you can't do that to me," I say. "You know I love Derek and it kills me to not know if he is safe or not. And the fact that you can't tell me makes it even more obvious that he isn't safe." "I don't get what you see in him. He is so full of anger and pissed off at everyone," she says. "Well, I love him and he is not pissed off at me," I say. "Y/n, I can't tell you. I promised it to him," Lydia says. "Why would he ask you that?" I ask. "So you don't follow him to the fight and you don't get hurt," Lydia says. "Wait! I wasn't supposed to say that." "What fight?" I ask. "No, fight," Lydia says. "What did the assassins do now?" I ask. "Nothing," Lydia says. "Lydia! Stop it! Just tell me where he is! I am sick of worrying so much!" I shout out of frustration. "Sorry, I didn't want to shout." "They attacked Liam in the school and the others are saving him," Lydia says. I run out of the house and I get in my car. I drive to the school as fast as I can. I run out of my car and I run into the school. The window in the door is smashed and there are blood hands on the walls. They never can leave the school clean and just like it was. I try to get Derek's scent out of the others and works. It is almost like I can see his scent in front of me. Almost. I follow it and suddenly I trip over something. I fall to the ground and I look up. "Liam?" I ask. "Hey," he says. "Why are lying on the floor? What happened?" I ask. "That assassin attacked me. Before he could kill me Derek saved me. Scott commanded me to go to the car and they followed the assassin but I passed out on my way outside," Liam explains. "Is it really terrible if I would let you here and go to Derek?" I ask. "Yes!" he says. I throw his arm over my shoulder and I bring him outside. I sit him on a wall. "If you are boring you can play with my car keys," I say and I give him my car keys. I run back into the building and I follow Derek's scent. I hope I didn't waste too much time. I run as fast as I can. I see Scott bleeding on the ground. "Do I even want to know what happened?" I ask. "The assassin but how did you know about us being here? I thought Lydia couldn't tell anyone," he says. "I have my ways," I say. "Where is Derek?" I ask. Scott points at the direction I have to go. "Are you going to be fine here?" I ask. "I don't know," Scott says. I grab his hand and draw his pain away. I run away without saying a thing. "DEREK!" I scream when I see him almost getting killed by the assassin. I jump and I push the assassin out of the way. I get up and I stand protective in front of Derek. "Y/n, what are you doing here," Derek asks. The assassin gets up and I growl at him. I can feel my eyes glow and my claws getting out. I show my teeth and the assassin runs towards me. "Y/N! GET OUT!" Derek yells. The assassin wants to punch my and I defend myself but it was a diversion and he kicks my legs away. I fall on my hands. He kicks me in the stomach and I am thrown against the wall. I hear something snap. Probably a rib or something. I can feel blood run down my face. The assassin walks towards me and he grabs a knife. "Goodbye little girl," he growls and he puts the knife in my skin. I scream it out and I can feel the blood floating from under my skin. He gets the knife out but puts it immediately back in somewhere else. He does it really fast. Faster than any werewolf even could react to this. He does it again and again and I scream over and over again. Until someone throws him away but before I can do anything else the darkness takes it over.

"There was a fight," I say and suddenly Derek stands up and walks away. I get up too and walk after him. I ignore the pain but it hurts like a bitch! He walks downstairs and I follow him. "Derek!" I say and I grab his arm. "How could you be so stupid?" he asks. "I wasn't being stupid. I was protecting you," I say. "Where you almost got killed so it was stupid!" he says. "You would've done the same for me!" I say. "That is different," he says. "No, it isn't!" I say. "Yes, it is!" he says. "In what way then?" I ask. "I don't want you to get hurt," he says. "I don't want you to get hurt either!" I say. "Y/n, this is out of discussion! You don't get involved with any kind of fights anymore!" Derek says and he walks away. He wants to open the door but I throw a shoe against it so he can't open it. "You cannot just walk out of this building before we've talked this through!" I say. "There is no talking through! I decided this," he says and he walks back to me. "I watch you getting hurt, y/n. I love you," he says and he cups his hands with my face. I can see tears well up in his eyes.

"Last night. I saw you getting hurt. I saw the guy throwing around the hallway. Tearing up your skin with knifes and hearing you scream. It broke me," he says and when he says it he runs his hand over my scars. A tear runs over his cheek and I wipe it away with my thumb. "Well, I can't stand seeing you getting hurt either. Derek, I love you too. But if we go on like this we might are having a problem," I say and he chuckles. "We discuss that later," he says. "So we're good again?" I ask. He gives me kiss. "Good," I say. He lifts me off my feet and he carries me in bride style to the couch. He puts me down on the couch and he wants to walk away but I grab his collar. "Cuddle, please?" I ask with puppy eyes. "Of course but first I'll get you some food and something to drink," he says and he walks to the kitchen. He comes back with a plate with food and something to drink. He sits next to me and I put my head on his chest. He puts his arm around me and puts the plate on his lap. I take some of the food and after a while the plate is empty. Derek puts it away and he pulls me even closer than he already had done. "Are you in pain?" he asks and I shake my head. He grabs my hand and takes the pain away. "You are still a terrible liar," he says and he gives me a kiss on my crown. "But I have one question." "What?" I ask. "You actually left Scott in the hallway?" he asks. I nod and he starts to laugh. "I did bring Liam to the car," I say. "You said to him that he could play with your car keys," Derek says and I start to chuckle. "I know but I was panicking," I say. "You were in danger." Derek sits up and he looks me in the eyes. "I know you are too stubborn to promise that you won't come a fight again but when you are coming please be careful. And when you are going to a fight you will call me because I am definitely going to protect you. I am protecting my love," he says. "Promise?" "I promise," I say and he kisses me. "But I can't say that I won't be overprotective like usual," he says. "How annoying you can be when you are overprotective I think you are also cute and hot when you are like that," I say. "Oh really?" he asks and he puts his face really close to mine. I can feel his nose against mine. "Really," I say and he gives me a kisses all over my face. My cheeks, my nose, my temples, my forehead, my chin, my eyelids and in the end my lips. "I never want to lose you," he says. "I love you." "I love you too," I say and I climb on his lap. I put my head in the crook of his neck and I close my eyes.