Til this day, you've always worn bikini tops that look like sports bras. You had a mishap when you were younger and it scared you for life. You were an accident prone child and you knew it was bound to happen again. As soft as it sounds, Derek like to take long walks on the beach talking to you. He'll ask how you've been or where to you want to eat afterwards. You try to get him to play volleyball with you but he says he doesn't know them and he isn't interested. Such a sourwolf!

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Teen Wolf Preferences and Imagines
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