TEEN WOLF IMAGINES

BABE, d. hale

As Dawn awoke, she stretched her arms out, yawning. She heard voices from down the stairs, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion. As her bare feet hit the cold floor, shivers rippled down her spine. She quickly pulled on her boyfriend's black sweatshirt, hugging the loose clothing close to her body.

She carefully made her way down the stairs to be met with a group of teenagers standing around a table.

"Derek?" she asked. Everyone's heads snapped towards her, confused expressions written across all of their faces. Derek smiled softly at her.

"Hey, babe," he said. Everyone's expression of confusion turned to shock as they watched Beacon Hill's resident sourwolf walk towards the girl. Derek pressed a kiss to Dawn's forehead, his arms wrapping around her waist.

"This is my girlfriend, Dawn," he said, turning back to the group of teenagers. Dawn waved awkwardly, causing Lydia to pout.

"She's so adorable," Lydia cooed. Derek raised an eyebrow. "You do know that she's older than you, right?" he asked. Lydia rolled her eyes. "Shut up, Derek. And yes, I know. But she's adorable!"

Derek shook his head, a smile playing at his lips. He looked down at Dawn, who had her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. He rubbed her back before pulling her towards the group softly.

"How do you have a girlfriend? Wait, sorry, let me correct that. How do you have a girlfriend that seems like a literal angel?" Stiles asked. Derek smirks, shrugging.

"I ask myself that everyday."

Dawn's face went bright red, causing her to push her face into Derek's side. His chest rumbled with laughter at her shyness.