Can I get number 40 with the Der-bear (Derek Hale) please? ❤
#40. “I could hold you forever”
Curled up on the couch, a warm blanket covering us, I sighed happily. This was nice, being able to snuggle up and relax, enjoy the warmth that we provided each other and just be content for once in our chaotic lives.
“I could hold you forever. Yes, I could, you little cutie pie,” I cooed, nuzzling the furry bundle in my arms. “You’re just the most precious little thing. Aren’t you? Yes, you are.”
“Really.” Derek gave me an amused look as he set his book on the arm of the couch, glancing between me and the puppy that was cradled against my chest. Ignoring his sourwolf attitude, I continued to focus my attention on our new fur baby. “Y/N, it’s a dog.”
“Don’t listen to Daddy, he’s just jealous,” I told the puppy, petting her little head as she let out the most precious yawn, adjusting to try and get closer to me, making me smile from ear to ear.
“I’m not jealous,” Derek grumbled, returning his attention to his book. His eyes kept shifting over to me, though, watching me interact with our newest family addition. “I’m a dog, too, you know. Sort of,” he mumbled so quietly that I almost didn’t hear him. When my head turned over, brow kinked, a light blush appeared on his cheeks.
“Awwww, someone is jealous! Would you like me to pet you more when you’re in full on wolf form, Der?” I asked, only half joking, my tone playful. Face going several shades darker, my boyfriend shrugged.
“I dunno, it’d be nice. Feels good.”
“Come ‘ere, pumpkin. I think your daddy needs some puppy cuddles to cheer him up.” Lifting the puppy carefully, I scooted closer to Derek, forcing his to put his book down as I placed the tiny creature in his arms, watching her instantly curl into his warmth. A tiny smile graced his lips as he looked down at her.
“She is pretty adorable,” he agreed.
“And when she gets bigger, you’ll be able to teach her all kinds of doggy tricks.”
“I taught my doggie a new trick: how to map the human mind. Would you like to see what our old friend Bruce Wayne has in his head? Riddle me this, what sort of a man has bats on the brain? Go on, you can say it.” | Batman Forever (1995)