Trained To Fight - Derek Hale Imagine
Characters: Derek Hale, Scott McCall, Kira Yukimura, Liam Dunbar, Mason Hewitt, Stiles Stilinski, Werewolf!Reader.
*REQUESTED*“Stop. You’re doing it wrong.” Derek told you, lifting your arm with his foot.
You groan and sit up, swiping the sweat off of your forehead. “I’ve been doing it wrong for an hour, Derek. Let me move on.”
He squats down to your height. “You’ll move on when you stop doing it wrong. Now start again.”
You sigh and lay back on your stomach, pushing yourself up on your arms.
You were a newbie to the whole supernatural world but Scott had told you that you were doing better than he did. You were bitten by Liam. It happened right after Scott had bitten him and he’s apologized profusely since. Derek has been training you and Liam at separate times. He’s especially rough on you and it gets hard to cope with sometimes.
“Y/N, if you ever want to learn to control your change you have to do this right!” He shouted and you exhaled loudly.
“If I ever want to learn to control my change I should ask Scott to teach me! All you ever do is nag and tell me I’m doing it wrong! When we aren’t training you’re rude and cocky and I’m sick of your disgusting personality!” You stand up and grab your keys. You flip him off before walking out the door. You slam the door behind you and jog out to your car. You think of the expression on his face. He looked hurt, but all the things you told him were true.
After your training session with Derek you were supposed to be at Scott’s for a pack meeting. He told you it was okay to shower there and that Kira had probably left something there you could wear.
You arrive at his house and quickly shower. You wrap yourself in a towel and pad to Scott’s room. He’d laid out one of his shirts and a pair of Kira’s shorts. You changed and went back downstairs. Everyone had arrived while you were gone so you quietly sat on the couch. You noticed Derek standing in the corner, his eyes focused on you.
You made eye contact with him and then rolled your eyes, averting your attention to Scott.Your pack meetings were never meetings, it was more of a large hangout with everyone in the pack. “Stiles, did you bring the beer?” Scott asks and Stiles nods.
“I just don’t understand why you asked the most non-threatening person here to do it. I can’t go all wolfy on anyone. Besides isn’t Derek 21?” He looks over at Derek and Derek shrugs.
“That’s none of your business.” Derek replies and Scott laughs. You and Stiles share an annoyed look.“Hey, Derek, how’s training going?” Scott threw a look over his shoulder at Derek.
“Liam’s doing great, he’s picking it up quickly.”
“What about Y/N?” Scott smiles at you.
“She’s..not great. In fact she’s probably one of the worst I’ve seen.” He raises an eyebrow at you and you scrunch your nose, huffing as you look away from him. You catch his smirk from the corner of your eye.
“I’m sure she’s not the worst..” Scott tries to defend you.
“You should see her. It’s pathetic really.” You flick your eyes to him and stand up. “I’d be better if you weren’t so tough on me.”
Derek starts to walk toward you. “I have to be tough on you. You’re terrible. Now I get why you’re the only one who doesn’t get invited to fight.”
You shake your head as he nears. “You’re a terrible teacher. I could get better tips on controlling my change from a sidewalk crack.” You cross your arms.
You hear Stiles spit out his beer, laughing. “God, you’re great.” He mutters and you smirk back at Derek.
At this point you and Derek were inches apart. “I wish you were more like Liam. You’re so idiotic. You can’t and you won’t learn anything. You’re better off as an omega.”
You cock your head to the side and whisper. “Then kick me out of the pack. I’d rather be alone than have to spend all of my time with you.”
“If I could kick you out I would. God, I wish I could.” He grits his teeth.
You flash your eyes at him and you feel your claws start to poke through. “Go to hell, asshole.”
Derek flashes his eyes back, trying to tell you to back down. At this point you were closer than you’d ever been to him, your chests were flush. “I knew I should’ve let Scott train you. I tried to take you under my wing, I thought you had potential. Now I know you’re just a pathetic little girl. You’re a sad excuse for a werewolf and it offends me you’d even call yourself apart of the pack.”
You scoff. “All you do is sulk around. You bitch and whine about your family all of the time. Don’t think I don’t hear you. You are the absolute worst person I’ve ever met, and that’s saying a lot considering I’ve met murderous psychopaths. I may be a sad excuse for a werewolf, but you, Derek Hale, are a sad excuse for a person. I hope you feel better now.” You push him off of you and go up to Scott’s room.
You sigh into your hands, trying to fight off the tears. You looked up to Derek, you thought of him as an older brother even. That all changed when you were bit. He seemed even more unbearable when you were in heat. It had only happened once but he wouldn’t even look at you. He was disgusted.
You knew you couldn’t cry because everyone would hear you. You sat in silence for about an hour before grabbing your keys and going downstairs.
Derek catches you at the bottom of the stairs. “Hey, I-”
You put a hand up. “Shove it, Hale.” You spit and you push past him.
“Y/N, where are you going?” Liam pokes his head up at you.
“Home.” You mumble and head for the door. You remember you’re in Scott’s shirt and you have it off and tossed at him before you can process your thoughts. You had a sports bra on, so there was nothing to see but you still smelled someone. You scanned the room and tried to pinpoint who’s arousal you caught but you didn’t care enough to stay to find out. “Bye guys. Kira I’ll get these back to you tomorrow.” She waves as you close the door.
The next day everyone was schedule to meet at Deaton’s to talk. Deaton wasn’t even in town but you guys needed a safe place. You’d had a Tinder date planned for a couple weeks so you were obviously over dressed. You’d felt online dating was a bit of a leap at your age but you still tried it. You walked in, sporting a pair of red stilettos. You had a black dress on that gathered at the waist. You’d curled your hair and done a full face of makeup. You felt way better than you had the previous night.
You heard Mason whistle and you laughed. “Shut up. I just wanted to make an appearance.”
He laughs. “Well you did. Quite a great one too.”
You head to the back room and everyone’s head peeked up at your entrance.
“Hey I can’t stay long, I have a date but I was hoping you guys could fill me in.” You smile. “Sure, come over here.” Scott waves you over. Derek’s eyes follow you as you walk.You whip your head around to look at him. “Take a picture. It’ll last longer.”
“Who’s your date?” Derek blurts out.
“Why do you care?” You cross your arms.
“Here we go again.” Scott says under his breath.
“I’m just wondering. I uh..I just wanted to make sure you were being safe.” You see everyone exchange glances.
“Since when do you care about my safety?” You roll your eyes and listen to Scott as he tells you what plan they’ve come up with.
Your date was a bust. You’d worn your good thong for nothing and all you could think about was a bowl of macaroni and cheese and a glass of wine.
You walk in the door and you’re greeted by Scott. “What the hell? How’d you-”“Not important.” Scott interrupts.“You’re into Derek aren’t you?”
You’re caught off guard. “What? I-uh..no? No.” You try to say casually and Scott smirks.
“That’s all I need. Bye!” He walks out and your left in your empty apartment mildly confused. You spend most of your time wondering how, as a twenty-two year old woman, you spent all of your time with high school kids. They were all pretty mature, but sometimes they were a handful.
You didn’t want to go to training but you knew you had to. Derek never told you how bad you really were and now you feel like you need to prove yourself. You decide to dress up for the occasion. You wear a blue sports bra with matching athletic pants. You tie your shoes before leaving for Derek’s.
You weren’t sure he even knew you were coming. You were shocked to see everyone there when you walked in.
“Who’re you so dressed up for, Y/N?” Stiles wiggles his eyebrows at you.
“I’m not dressed up. Shut up.” You roll your eyes.
“Ready?” You ask Derek and he nods.
“I’m sure he is.” Scott looked at you two playfully.
You caught a whiff of someone and you sighed. You smelled arousal again. If you’d known everyone would be here with their hormones you would’ve worn a shirt.
“I’ll take you out back.” Derek mutters.
“As a matter of fact, he’ll take you anywhere.” Stiles smirks.
“Shut up, Stiles.” You and Derek said in unison.
“In my defense I was just enhancing the vibe.” Stiles throws his hands up.
“What vibe?” You cross your arms.
“Oh, you know..the overwhelming sexual tension.” Kira says casually.
You roll your eyes. You had feelings for Derek, yeah..but he didn’t reciprocate so why should you dwell on it?
“Oh, can it. All of you.” You shake your head. Derek leads you to the backyard and you start stretching. As you bent forward to touch your toes the scent of arousal grew stronger.The scent was masked by cologne as a pair of strong hands gripped your waist.
“Relax. I’m just spotting you.”
“I don’t need spotted for stretches.” You stand up and grab a blanket, spreading it out before lying on your back. You pull a knee to your chest and Derek kneels in front of you, putting weight on it.
“You know what my mom used to tell me to make training easier?” Derek says, making small talk.
“What?” You switched knees.
“She told me to tell her a story. Usually I just told her about my day, but it made it more bearable.”
You move to your hands and knees, reaching back to grab your ankle. “It probably helps to have someone who loves you training you. Someone who cares about you.” You look over your shoulder at him as he pulls back on your ankle.
“You have that. You have that probably more than I did.” Derek replies. You drop your ankle and look at him. Did he just say he loves you?
“What did you just say?” You ask slowly.
“I think I just confessed my love for you.” Derek rubs his eyes.
“You…love..me?” You point at yourself as the two of you stand.
“It’s too late to change what I said now..but yes. I love you like crazy actually.”
You were going to milk this. “What do you love?” You smirk.
“God, what isn’t there to love? I love your smart mouth, the way you scrunch your face up when I annoy you, I love how you smell after you’ve been outside, I…honestly? I just love you.”
At this point you probably look like a cartoon character, when their hearts are pounding out of their chest. “I love you too.” You say quickly. You didn’t mean to say it, it just slipped out.
The both of you immediately are attached, your lips fitting perfectly together. You smell the arousal again, just now linking that it was Derek. You didn’t want to know before, because of how turned on you got when you caught the scent. You were afraid you’d be attracted to a high schooler.
Derek picks you up, somehow managing to stay in sync with your lips. You both pull away and lay your foreheads on each other.
“Why were you such an asshole to me?” You say quietly.
“I didn’t want you to feel obligated to date me if you knew I was in love with you.” He shrugs.
“Do you really think I’m as pathetic as you said?” You ask.
“Not at all, I just love when you’re mad.” He chuckled.
“I’m sorry for comparing you to a murderer.” You laugh.
“It’s okay. It’s kind of fitting.” Derek laughs with you.
The two of you are torn from each other by the sound of cheers and applause. You see everyone on the porch clapping and you roll your eyes.
“For God’s sake, go back inside!” You yell and they laugh.
“We should probably go back to my place.” You whisper in his ear and he smirks.
“Fine by me.”