Derek Hale Imagines

The Party

You came home to find the betas and McCall pack setting up a party. All of them froze and watched you carefully as you took in the decor they'd put together and the food they'd found. "Derek know this is going on?" You asked as your crossed your arms and raised an eyebrow as you waited for an answer.

"Nope." Stiles admitted and you nodded, shaking your head.

"And you thought he'd be completely fine with this party?" You again waited for an answer and this time Isaac spoke up.

"Well not really but we thought he was away for a while." He admitted and you chuckled.

"Well he's not. But you can leave him to me. Also, you're going to need more food and drinks. Come on one of you can help me pick it up." You said, motioning for at least one of them to follow after you.

When you saw Derek enter you know the party wouldn't last long. At least if you didn't help it along. That was easier said than done seeing as anyone in his loft made him grumpy, on occasion even you. In his defence of course the beta's should have asked to use the loft before throwing a not so secret rager that half the younger people in the town turned up to.

"Derek." You said testily as he stomped across the room.

"You're here, and letting this happen?" He asked and crossed his arms.

"Yes I am and the least you could do they need some fun." You insisted and he moved as if he was pouting.

When it was clear he wasn't going to join in with the dancing you sighed and pulled him off. "Here, the twins found a supplier for werewolf booze." You said and Derek wrinkled his nose in disgust.

"Werewolf booze that's made from what exactly?" Derek asked and you shrugged.

"I have no idea but it works." You said, grabbing a bottle that you handed to Derek. He took a dubious sip before nodding with approval.

It took a while to convince him to leave his corner and join the party and no matter who much you tried to coax him he wouldn't dance with you. Malia and Kira popped up and danced with you, Isaac was off dancing with a girl you couldn't make out through the crowd. Scott stood beaming ear to ear as if he'd never been happier. "Come on Sourwolf, have a dance." You insisted pulling Derek's arm. He smiled and gave in until Stiles popped up.

"Sourwolf!?" Stiles said and looked as if head heard the greatest news he possibly could as he smiled. "I'm stealing that!"