Stiles Stilinski Imagines

Don't Hit On Derek's Girl

"Hey (Y/N) I gotta ask you something." You rolled your eyes and turned to face Stiles. He blushed when your raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to talk. "We should go get coffee sometime because I'm thinking about you a latte."

"Good one Stiles." You giggled, ruffling his hair. You'd lived next door to the Stilinski's as long as you could remember and used to babysit Stiles when he and his best friend Scott were little.

"That's the worst one yet." Scott mumbled as he grabbed one of the grocery bags and helped you carry them into your house. Both boys jumped in front of you when their eyes fell on Derek, who frowned at them both, and smirked at you.

Your boyfriend pushed past the boys and kissed you softly, taking the bags from the three of you and heading into the kitchen.

"We had those." Stiles yelled after Derek, his shoulders hunched up defensively. Smiling, you ruffled his hair and followed Derek, promising the boys food if the wanted.

"Just go sit in the living room and do whatever you two do now a days." You hummed. Neither boy moved until Derek sighed and did as you asked.

After a few minutes Stiles popped back into the room, flirting awkwardly as usual, after a while he asked if any of the pickup lines would work on Lydia.

"Keep trying and you'll get the girl." Your words made Stiles grin happily and he left the kitchen, only to be slammed into the door he'd just shut, by Derek.

"Stop it." He snapped, glaring at Stiles who'd frozen as his back hit the door.

"Dude what the hell, stop what?" Stiles yelped when the werewolf pointed an accusing finger at the boy.

"Stop with the endless flirting she's mine to flirt with... I... love her, so stop flirting." Derek dropped Stiles and stepped away, second later you opened the door and almost stumbled over the teen who was now a leggy mess on the floor.

"Um, grubs up boys." You smiled and helped Stiles up, kissing Derek's cheek and missing the glares they shot at each other as you slumped onto the sofa, in the living room, next to Scott.