WILL YOU SMILE FOR ME? (STEREK)

1. will you smile for me?

DEREK

There I was. Listening to him talking about her again.

How her hair was always beautifully swaying in the wind even when there was no wind – really ?!. How, whatever dumb thing she could say, she always sounded smart. Smart words coming out of a pretty mouth with perfect lips – 'I mean, was her lipstick invented by Michelangelo ?' he would say. How her name sounded like a sweet breeze whenever he heard or said it...

I was so fed up ! Could he never stop talking about her ? Wasn't there anything else than this girl that could deserve his attention ? Would he ever stop filling my ears with those damn qualities of hers ? Okay, maybe I was not supposed to be on the receiving end of those rants, but it wasn't my fault that I happened to be able hear them!

Besides, I couldn't be the only person pissed about that, could I ? Couldn't someone make it stop ?! Surely he couldn't do it by himself... And I couldn't either. That was not my role, not what I was expected to do. But someone had to do it! To open his eyes!

For fuck's sake, the girl didn't even so much as acknowledge his existence after everything he had done for her, which included a lot of risking his life! At least I was grateful for all he had done for us, for her, for me.

But not her. No, she was too good for him she thought. How wrong she was! He was too good for her, or anybody for that matter. Even me.

I knew everyone believed I was the tough one, the strong one. The proud, the fierce, the cold-hearted Derek Hale.

But that wasn't true. Inside, my heart was burning for him, twitching at the smallest of his smiles – and God he smiled a lot. I was just good at hiding it. They thought it made me strong, but it was only cowardice, my greatest weakness.

He, on the other hand was always bright with emotions, displaying almost everything. It made him strong. It made him loved.

I loved him. Not as a friend. Not because I cared about him as pack, as one of my pups. I truly loved him. I was never afraid to admit it to myself when I first wondered about my feelings towards him. But I could never bring myself to let anyone else know. Especially not him.

Not when he could see only her. Lydia.

I loathed everything about her. Her name, her lips...The way any smart word turned dumb in her mouth. The way her hair always seemed confusingly in motion. How she could ignore him, when he was the best thing that could ever happen in her life. And above all, how all of his genuine smiles seemed to only be for her.

How I wished to see him smile for me like this one day.