Spn And TW One Shots Book 1 (CLOSED)

You still flirt with me(Deran) DerekxDean

Dean watched as Derek stood over the pack table inspecting Stiles' notes.

"You're sure this kid knows what he's talking about? I mean don't get me wrong, I like the guy, but he seems a little...inexperienced," Dean said as he stared at the scribbles of a seventeen year old.

Derek slid his hands over Dean's shoulders massaging gently, "I know you don't know him that well, but he's helped me with every other creature we've gone up against," Derek spoke reassuringly to his boyfriend. The two had met while Dean was on a hunt over a year ago, they did their best to keep a long distance relationship, which proved difficult, they met up as much as possible but it was never enough. Dean and his brother Sam had agreed to move to Derek's loft. There was plenty of room, and there was always a creature to be hunted in Beacon Hills. That didn't mean the brothers didn't take hunting cases elsewhere it just meant Derek went with them now.

"I trust you," Dean said leaning back into Derek's strong hands.

"Thank you," Derek smiled, letting go of Dean's shoulders.

"Don't stop," Dean whined.

Derek smiled, "If we get through this in one piece, I promise to continue later."

"Deal," Dean smiled leaning in, "You know how we seal deals around here," Dean joked lightly as he placed his lips on Derek's.

Derek rolled his eyes but kissed back without a fight.

"So this witch, it's gonna be somewhere in the reserve, but we don't know why, so I say we surprise her," Dean said turning back to the map.

-

So far the plan seemed to go effortlessly. They set up mountain ash traps with trip wires and blocked all access to the city.

"You sure this will work?" Sam asked.

"As long as you two can lure her into the trap," Derek nodded, "Promise me you'll get out as soon as you can. She won't be able to do anything to you if you're outside of the wires," Derek spoke worriedly.

"We'll be fine babe," Dean leaned in for a kiss, "Besides, I remember you promising me a shoulder massage later, I'm not letting you off the hook that easy," Dean winked.

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So the plan almost went perfectly, the witch fell right into the trap but she managed to get ahold of Dean before he could cross the wire.

Dean let out a yelp as the witch held him by his throat to the ground. Dean flailed under the witch's grasp trying to reach his gun, which had fallen away.

Sam was about to close the trap with the last trip wire, not realizing Dean was still inside.

"Derek, no!" Sam yelled, but it was too late.

Derek dove into the trap before Sam managed to close it.

The witch released Dean before holding her hand up towards Derek.

Derek fell to his knees, gripping his head in his hands. The pain made him dizzy, and nauseous. The last thing Derek heard before passing out was the sound of a gun.

-

Derek woke up on his couch. The smell of sweat and stress hit him like a brick. He sat up to see two men standing in his loft.

"Who the hell are you?" Derek demanded, sitting up. A wave of dizzyness washed over him.

"Whoa, hey, careful," The shorter guy spoke in a concerned tone that made Derek slightly uncomfortable.

"Who are you?" Derek repeated.

"What do you mean?" The shorter guy frowned, looking up at the taller guy.