Descriptive Yaoi roleplay

❤Derek Creek❤

Name:
" You know my name " He grumbled
(Derek Creek)

Nickname:
"None"
( Whatever your oc thinks up)

Gender:
"Do I look like a girl ?"
( Male)

Age:
" Don't be so nosy"
( 21 years old)

Sexuality:
' Geez, your really busy "
( demi-bisexual)

Appearance:
" Do you not see me??? "
( Derek is a bronze skinned male with broad shoulders and a muscular figure. He has bleached hair in a undercut and steel blue eyes)

Clothing Style:
" Whatever I like -"
( He has a thing against clothes ,and typically goes shirtless,wearing sweatpants. In public he goes for tank tops and shorts of its cold)

Scars/Tattoos/Piercing:
" Yeah,why? "
( Derek has a couple of scars,as well as a tongue piecing)

Personality:
" Hmph" He grumbled
(Not as scary as you might think. While Derek does have a habit of glaring at people and snapping at them with sarcastic remarks ,he does have a bit of a kinder side . Which he only shows to (name) . He can appear uncaring and gruff ,rough around the edges and snarky ,but he's got some good in him. He hates not having your attention ,and will force you to cuddle with him or give him hugs. Really a sweet boy who just wants your attention please )

Likes:
" Nothin "
( He loves when you give him attention,from cuddles to running your hands though his hair. He's very big on meat as well)

Dislikes:
" Cats "
( He hates cats,and vegetables. Really strong smells as well bother his nose )

Hobbies
" ..dunno?? "
( He enjoys wandering the wolves in his spare time. From hunting in them to just enjoying the view ,he's there alot)

Habits:
" Hmm? "
( He has a habit of glaring at people who aren't (name). And growling,as well as baring his teeth. He has a few dog tendencies,like cocking his head to the side and sulking in a corner if you yell at him)

Pet Peeves:
" ... Does annoying people.. "

( He dislikes when people in general tbh)

Backstory:
" As normal as it gets"

( If it wasn't obvious,he's a werewolf. Imagine a wonderful way to have met him and boom,you guys dated. 

Scenario: 

1) shit. You walked home briskly,trying to ignore the footsteps following you. The house was not too far in the distance,but someone grabbed your arm. The creep who was following you tried to cover your mouth,the only sound you could make was a " Der-" before anything could happen,a very large wolf tackles the guy,sitting on his chest and snarling. He paused to stare at you,head tilting to the side. Those blue eyes looked familiar.  Was that Derek??? You...

2) "Hey uh..I kinda..need you to do something for me" Looking up from whatever you were doing. "I was hoping you could..uh" Derek was clearly struggling to tell you, looking very awkward. Finally he kind of gave up, and dumped a bag infront of you. You looked inside, finding chains. The metal kind, that looked like they belonged in a jail..not infront of you. You....