Derek Hale Imagines

Distraction

You grinned as you walked into the penthouse for the pack meeting and found Derek stood uncomfortably across the room. You loved to wind him up. In fact, it was practically what got you through the boarding meeting, especially ones like tonight when Scott seemed hell bent on having the entire pack fall asleep.

Stiles snickered when you gave Derek a flirty wave and the wolf glared at you, other than that, he remained immobile and expressionless.

"You think you can actually get him flustered?" Stiles whispered and you smirked.

"If I do, you owe me curly fries." You smiled when he rolled his eyes and nodded.

You excused yourself and skipped to Derek's bathroom, taking pictures, grateful for the fact that you'd had to get his number a few weeks earlier. When you saw, he'd seen them you smiled and skipped back in glancing at Stiles who shrugged.

With a huff, you decided to try a different tact, sending him the same message over and over until he finally gave in and replied.

"(Y/N)!" Derek snapped as everyone cleared out.

"I owe you fries." Stiles whispered as he ran out with Scott.

"Hello Alpha." You hummed.

"You need to pay attention during pack meetings." He growled and you lent into him, trailing a dip in the muscles on his arm.

"But I was paying attention, you had my whole, undivided attention." You batted your eyes innocently while you let the lusted tone in your voice settle over the Alpha who's jaw clenched as he tried to remain stoic.

He gripped the back of your neck and guided you over to the table, bending you over it, as he took your wrists in one hand.

"Like I said you need to pay attention." He muttered.