I come over
Quarter past two
Love in my eyes
Blinded by you
Just to get a taste of heaven
I'm on my knees
After a long week of work, and supernatural issues you just wanted an escape. A way to release all your inner emotions. So, who did you call?
Derek.
The only other person who's just as emotionally closed off as you.
You both agreed to it being an escape. That's it, no feelings, but the more it happen the stronger the feelings grew.
Even though you called at two in the morning, Derek still came over. You had some sort of gravitational pull that he couldn't fight. At this point he didn't want to either.
He walked in only to see you wearing extremely short shorts, and a thin tank top that left little to the imagination. All he wanted was you. In every way.
He wanted to be able to take you on a date. Open up to you, love you, but all he could have was this.
Tell me what's the point of doing this every night
What you're giving me
Is nothing but a heartless
lullaby
Gonna kill my dreams, oh
This is the last time
Baby make up your mind
The next morning he woke up and you weren't there. He knew you had gone to work, but it still hurt not getting a goodbye kiss like usual. There was something different about last night. Maybe it was because you called later in the evening, or maybe it was because you were getting tired of this. Did you want to stop?
'Cause I can't keep sleeping in your bed
If you keep messing with my head
Before I slip under your sheets
Can you give me something, please?
I can't keeping touching you like this
If it's just temporary bliss
The next night it was the same thing. He wanted to talk to you, but you kissed him before he had the chance to speak. You walked him over to your bed, when he pulled away.
"I can't keep doing this" he sighed.
"What? Why?" You asked in bewilderment. One minute he can't get enough of you, the next he doesn't want you.
"Because you act like you want to be with me, then you completely ignore me at the pack meetings. You only call me when your lonely or needy" he snapped. Even though he felt bad about his tone, it felt great to get his feelings out. It had been weeks he felt this way.
"I thought you wanted it to just be an escape, to be able to let everything out you couldn't before" you said.
"At first it was, then I don't know something happened. I saw how protective you are of everyone, how you go to all of the kids games, and cook dinner for them once a week. You're so caring despite the fact you feel like your nothing" he explained. Sitting down on the bed, placing his head in his hands. Almost like he's ashamed of himself.
"So, you want to stop, because you like me? Romantically?" You questioned him. The big bad Sourwolf had a crush on you? A human you barely knows what they're doing.
Sure you liked him, too. He was a sweet guy, just had trouble showing it. You knew he'd do anything for the pack. He loved them like family. Hell, they are his family. All he wanted was for them to be happy. Now for the first time in a long time, he's putting himself first.
"Yes" he muttered, avoiding your glaze.
"Good. I like you, too, Sourwolf" you admitted.
He turn his head towards you, listening to your heartbeat to see if you were in fact telling him the truth. It picked up in pace, but not about lying. It was beating from you being nervous. Not only could he hear it, but he could smell it, too. You felt the same way.
He was completely speechless.
"So, if you don't want to do this" you gestured to the bed." Maybe we could order pizza watch a movie"
"Later" he growled, laying you on the bed, kissing you with more passion then ever before. You couldn't help but giggle.
That wasn't to only sound echoing through your walls that night.
