The Bite: Derek Hale x reader (One Shots)

Caught in the rain pt 2

"Let's get you fixed up."
Derek looked at my ankle and looked disappointed.
"Shouldn't we fix this first?" I held up my hand that was covered in dried blood.
"Oh yeah." Derek picked me up and carried me to the bathroom.
He set me down on the sink and slipped in between my legs.
I held my hand out as he wiped off the dried blood.
"Ouch Derek!"
"Stop being such a baby." He spoke lowly, still focusing on his work.
"I'm not being a baby!" I slapped his bicep with my good hand and he looked up at me with just his eyes.
I didn't even notice till now that his hair was all weighed down and it was hanging on his forehead.
He looked back down and continued to bandage my hand.
"There." He sighed when he was done. He placed everything back in his case and looked at me.
"What?" He asked as he saw me staring at him.
I felt so infatuated with him.
His clothes were soft and his hair was wet.
I slowly pushed his wet hair off of his forehead and looked at him.
He seemed to understand what was happening but didn't reject it.
He pulled my legs around his waist to get me closer and leaned down.
I closed my eyes and felt his lips press against mine.
It wasn't very long, nor was it sexual, it was kinda just... comforting.
I let out a shaky breath as we let go of each other and Derek looked content.
"Stiles would kill you if he found out."
"Why? Because you're his little sister?"
"That or because he's secretly in love with you." I giggled.
Derek picked me up and walked me over to the bed.
He set me down and inspected my foot
"Stiles is not in love with me."
"And you know this how?" I questioned.
"Because he's a nerd and he's in love with Lydia."
Derek started to rotate my ankle to see how far I could bend it without it hurting.
"I mean, I wouldn't blame him if he was. I can see why he would be."
Derek stopped and closed his eyes. He sighed and then got back to work.
"Even if he was it wouldn't work out." Derek scoffed.
"Why not? I'd ship it!" I laughed.
Derek set down the scissors hard and looked at me
"Because he's not the stilinski I'm in love with."
My heart dropped to my stomach as my face dropped from a smile.
I cleared my throat as Derek shook off what he just said.
It was quiet while Derek was wrapping my ankle.
"Why?" I squeaked, breaking the awkward silence.
After he didn't answer I spoke a little louder.
"Why?"
"Why what?" He answered coldly.
"Why do you love me?" I clarified as he looked up at me.
"I don't know. I just do. I always feel happy around you." He stopped abruptly and mumbled "and my wolf gets excited when you're around."
I was quiet, thinking of how Derek's wolf must be like a puppy when he gets excited.
"Do you actually though? Do you actually love me?" I asked, prodding more then I should have.
"I just cliche bathroom kissed you, what do you think?"
I laughed at that and he let off a little smirk.
"I'll take that as a yes." I looked down at my ankle as I put my arms behind me to prop myself up.
"There you go. All done." Derek sighed as he got up.
I thanked him and he excepted it with a 'yep'.
Derek walked out and I threw my torso back onto the bed with a huff.
I turned on my side to face the wall and I thought for a moment.
I soon heard the blankets crinkle and felt the bed dip.
I didn't do anything until Derek got close and wrapped his arm around me.
I looked over my shoulder and saw his green eyes shimmer at me.
"What are you doing?" I ask tiredly.
"Cuddling." He replied shortly.
I turned to face him and buried my face into his chest.
He wrapped his arms around me and sighed as he buried his face into my hair.
"It's pretty late, you should go to sleep." Derek mumbled.
"Okay. Goodnight Derek." I cooed.
"Goodnight," he hesitated "baby."