Derek Hale Imagines

Protective mate

"Derek what're you doing?" You sighed and he glanced up at you.

"Putting a banister across the window." Derek muttered as he finished drilling it into the wall.

"Why?" You giggled as you inspected the new, non-metal table, which was all but wrapped in baby proofing. "Is this about baby proofing, Derek we can only just hear the heart beat!"

"Have you seen this place, what if they bump into something or..." Derek trailed off when you rolled your eyes and stroked a hand through his hair.

"Derek, it'll be fine." You mumbled and he slowly turned so he was kneeled in front of you.

You giggled slightly when he lifted your top up enough to expose the small bumped and kissed your belly, growling happily as his wolf sent a shiver of content through you.

"He's strong." Derek grinned.

"He may be a she." You rolled your eyes when he shook his head and kissed you before continuing his baby proofing.

"Stilinski!" Derek barked and the boy jumped, jerking his hand away from you. "hands off."

"I was just..." He started but the look Derek was giving him had him shuffling off to hide behind Scott and Lydia who were sat on the new sofa talking quietly.

"Derek, that was mean." You giggled and sighed when he hurried to move the chair you were trying to sit on and helped you settle into it. "You bit Isaac last week and all he did was pass me a bag of crisps."

"He threw them at you." Derek huffed and glowered at the the Betas who had stopped to listen to Stiles grumble. You smiled as he sat between your feet, head resting on your thigh as he listened to what the others had to say.