TEEN WOLF IMAGINES

Accident In The Kitchen - DEREK HALE

With a grumble, you pouted. The little dignity you had left, you used to pick yourself back up to your feet, feeling like a child as you stood before Derek.

If this had been any other time, you would've been amazed at the sight of Derek actually smiling. But given the reason why he was smiling, you found yourself a little preoccupied.

"I don't remember ever laughing this hard before." Derek commented, crossing his arms over his chest. "I'm impressed." You groaned in response, crouching forward with a grumble as you picked up the pot you'd dropped.

"I was only trying to be nice," you mumbled.

"I know," Derek nodded, still smiling. Walking towards you, he helped you pick up what you'd dropped when you'd slipped, swatting away your hands when you moved to clean up. Nodding at you, he smiled; "i'll clean this up. Don't worry about it."

"Are you sure?" You asked, feeling guilty. "I'm the one who fell... so-"

"It's fine," Derek brushed off. "Maybe, you should... well, change?"

With a frown, you glanced down at yourself. Sure enough, the shirt you'd been wearing was drenched in the chicken-noodle broth you'd been cooking moments before. And of course, it was white, meaning that it was slightly see through now. You felt your cheeks flame in embarrassment when you realized Derek could quite easily see your lacy black bra.

Gathering yourself, you nodded, taking a step back. "I'll see what I have laying aroun-"

"Wait," Derek called, just as you turned away from him. Peering back at him, you furrowed your brows, silently waiting for him to continue. Derek had pushed himself back to a stand by then, his eyes narrowed in concentration as he took the two short steps towards you. You felt your breath still when Derek leaned in close, his hand falling on the hem of your now wet shirt. "Is that my shirt?"

Your lips parted, eyes widening in surprise. "Oh God, is it?" You questioned, trying to peer back at the tag. "I thought it was Isaac's, and I knew he wouldn't mind. I'm so sorry-"

"It's fine," he shrugged off your apology.

With a frown, you shook your head. "Are you sure? I mean, i've now gotten it dirty. I really am-"

Grasping your chin, your words fell short when you glanced up, meeting Derek's smouldering your gaze. Unconsciously, you bit your lip, feeling your cheeks flush in embarrassment.

Derek had such a hold over you, and he had no idea. Ever since he'd bitten you and you'd moved in to his loft, you'd developed a deep crush on him. You hadn't told anyone, and you were genuinely surprised he hadn't figured it out yet, given that when you'd first met him, you could never keep your heart rate steady. Maybe he'd assumed it was fear or nerves, or maybe Derek did know, but just never acted on it.

But now, staring up at him, your face inches away from his own, you felt yourself unable to breathe properly. The feeling was overwhelming, and you felt yourself grow hot at his touch.

"That lip biting's getting out of hand," Derek called, pulling you from your stupor.

"Wh-What?" You stuttered, blinking up at him.

Derek took a step forward, backing you against the kitchen counter. Your hands braced themselves on either side of you as Derek let go of your chin, opting to fall on your waist where he proceeded to pull you against his chest. A gasp left your lips as he did so, your gaze falling on him once again through your lashes, feeling warmth spread throughout you at his heated gaze.

"Tell me, Y/N," Derek whispered, his voice husky. "Do you want to kiss me as bad as I want to kiss you?"

With a shuddering breath, you nodded. "Y-Yes."

Derek's eyes fell down to your lips, and in the next second, your lips were pressed against his. You instinctively gasped at the sudden movement, Derek taking full advantage of the moment, and dipping his tongue in. You felt yourself ease as the feeling grew more familiar, your body un-tensing as you arched your back, pressing your chest against Derek's. With his arm still around your waist, he pulled you as close as he could, his other hand darting up to cup your cheek.

When he pulled away, the both of you were slightly out of breath. "I love you," Derek whispered against your lips, stunning you. His eyes opened, meeting yours. "I have for a while. And I know how you feel about me..." He smirked then, the sight mesmerizing to you. "I can hear your heart beat increase every time you're near me."

Derek paused, his hands cupping just under your ass before picking you up. With ease, he set you on the kitchen counter, now tilting his head to gaze up at you as you dipped your head down.

"Look me in the eye and tell me you love me." Derek whispered, hands cupping your cheeks.

You obeyed, meeting his eyes with a smile. "I love you."

Derek grinned, wasting no more time before pressing a kiss against your neck. He continued to wander downwards, his hands gripping the hem of your shirt and pulling it up. You let him slip it up and over your head, grinning down at him as he did so.

"I love you so much..."

By justauthoring