Request: Hiya!!! So this might be a really weird request, but could you do an imagine where you’re dating young Derek and one night you’re in the gym waiting for the Basketball game (His game) to start and you decided to put your hair up and he gets distracted watching you because he finds it captivating?
Pairing: Young Derek Hale x Reader
Fandom: Teen Wolf
The boys were running drills in the gym. You had just sat down with your best friend, Paige. You both were waiting for the game to start which took forever because the other team hasn’t arrived yet. Tugging on the end of her sweater, you look around and try to find Derek. Your eyes search the entire gym until you find him doing passing drills with his teammates. “You excited?”,Paige asks as she bumps you. “Nervous. Derek’s was really broken up about the last game they had where they lost sooo…”, you answered looking down. Paige pats you on the shoulder and gives a warm smile. “They’re gonna do great.” A couple minutes later, Coach gives the boys a break to get some water. Derek approaches the bleachers while you immediately walk up to him.
“Hey,babe.”, he greets. “Hey.”,you say as you rush him into a quick kiss. As you break away, you can already sense that Derek is getting discouraged about the game afraid that won’t be able to win it. He looks down.
“Hey look at me.”, you assure letting his chin with your finger. “You’re going to great, okay. I know you, Derek, and everything you do you put your heart into it especially with basketball.”
This little pep talk of yours seems to brighten his spirits because a smile breaks out on his face. He looks up at you with the most considerate eyes. “What I do without you?”, he says. A piercing whistle sound rips through the gym. Derek gives you a quick kiss and joggs to the middle of the gym. As he jogs, you yell, “Hey Hale!”. His attention is geared towards you as you finish your statement, “Go kick some ass!”.
The game starts and it’s intense. The points keep climbing. If one team scores one point, the other team succeeds them with one point too. It’s making you nervous and when get nervous, you sweat. To avoid being a complete hot sweaty mess, you put your hair up in a makeshift bun.
Derek stands the free throw line dribbling the ball back and forth in his hand. Pressure’s on. He takes a look around the room and stops when he finds you. And then he stops. All motion. The ball stays in his hand while he just looks at you with a look you’ve never seen before. The ref is getting annoyed with all the time that the Hale boy is taking up so he blows the whistle. The sound wakes Derek out of his gaze and he immediately makes the shot. The ball is in the air. It rolls around the rim and finally…makes it in! You cheer along with crowd and the game continues.
They won. Took a long amount of grueling effort, but they won. You see Derek talking with his teammates, probably congratulating them on the win. You surprise him when you wrap your arms around him and say great job. The other teammates leave you too alone and Derek turns to look at you.
“What’d I tell you?”, you tease as he giggles a bit. “Yeah, whatever.”, he retorts. A silent pause reveals an obvious tension between the two of you.
“So what happened out there with your free throw?”, you ask curiously.
“Ummm…welllll….about that..”, he mumbles as he scratches the back of his neck. He becomes completely flustered and looks down.
“You distracted me.”, he admits. You look at him surprised. “What?”, you say shocked with a grin. “You.With your..your hair.”
“Yeah..I’ve never seen it up before..it’s nice.”
“Well, I’ll have to put more then.”, you say pulling Derek into a kiss.