*Derek Hale Imagine*
Request: Hey can you do a one-shot where you’re Dereks little human sister and dating Stiles and Derek - who is super protective - finds out?
Authors Note: Thank you for requesting!
“Yes, Stiles, he left. I promise Derek isn’t here now would you please come over already? He won’t be gone forever, you know?”
“Alright, alright I’m almost there. See you soon, beautiful.” My boyfriend, Stiles, said and hung up the phone. You see, Stiles and I have been secretly dating for almost two months and we still have yet to tell my older brother, Derek. Did I mention that my brother is a werewolf? Derek is very protective over me and Stiles isn’t exactly his favorite person.
The loft door slid open to reveal, Stiles. A big grin formed on my face and I ran over to him, jumping in his arms. He hugged me back and nuzzled his face into my neck.
“I’ve missed you.” I told him.
“I missed you too, beautiful.” I pulled away from the hug only to place my lips on his in a soft and passionate kiss. A very loud and very angry growl filled the loft and we quickly pulled away from each other. There stood, Derek who was all wolfed out. He marched up to Stiles and grabbed him by the back of his neck, all but dragging him to the loft door. I ran up to Derek and pulled on his arm.
“Derek! Stop! Please stop! Derek!” I shouted at my brother but he continued to drag Stiles until he threw him out and slammed the door shut. I tried running to the door to see if Stiles was okay but I was picked up and thrown over Derek’s shoulder. I pounded my fists against his back and squirmed around, trying to break free. Derek walked us over to his bed where he set me down and gave me a stern, angry look. He’s calmed down enough that he was no longer all wolfed out.
“How long?” He asked. I looked down.
“Almost two months.” I mumbled.
“Two months?! You kept this hidden from me for two months?! That’s it! I forbid you to see him again!” I angrily stood up and gave him a glare of my own.
“I’m not a child, Derek! I’m 16 years old I can make my own decisions! I’m tired of you always trying to control me! Don’t you want me to be happy?” I shouted in a fury. Derek’s face softened. He sighed and sat on his bed, placing his face in his hands. After a few monents of silence he stood back up and pulled me into a hug.
“Of course I want you to be happy, Y/N. I’m just trying to keep you safe.” He explained.
“You can’t save me from life, Derek. I appreciate that you want to keep me safe but I need space to breathe. I have to go out and make my own mistakes and learn from them. I really care about, Stiles. He would never intentionally hurt me in any way. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you but I knew you wouldn’t allow it.” Derek pulled away from the hug and cupped my chin.
“If dating…Stiles is something you REALLY want. Then I suppose…you have my blessing.” I brought him in for another hug.
“Thank you, Derek! I love you.”
“I love you too. But if I catch his mouth anywhere near yours again I’m gonna rip his throat out…with my teeth.” I sighed but gave a chuckle. It’s a work in progress.