“You’re not even in the pack” - Derek Hale Imagine
“Hey hands-…Derek” you said walking into Dereks loft for the date you planned weeks ago, only to see your almost twin brother standing there with his arms crossed talking to Derek.
“Hey gorg-…..(y/n)” he smirked at you, his arms also crossed across his chest.
You narrowed your eyes at Derek, letting him know you were annoyed at the situation.
“Hey Stiles” you offered, with your arms now crossed across your chest.
“Hi…” he started, looking at Derek, who was standing there with a stupid grin, and then back at you, while you were staring at Derek, “what are you doing here?”
“Oh” you tried, not sure what to tell him. Derek and you have been dating for a few months, without anyone else’s knowledge of what was going on. Your crush all started when Stiles came home late one night and told you about a mean guy who bashed his face into his steering wheel, and ever since then, you had to meet the guy who did what you always wanted to do to your brother, “it’s pack meeting night, isn’t it?”
“That’s tomorrow” Derek corrected, causing another stare from you.
“And you’re not part of the pack” Stiles said, making the same squinty face that you were making to Derek, to you.