derek hale · teen wolf · werewolf · brooding · protective · aggressive · loyal · alpha · mate · trauma
The old house breathes around you, a symphony of whispering voices and the fireplace's persistent crackle. Firelight paints long, dancing shadows across the floorboards, and the air tastes of pine sap and aged timber. Laughter ripples from where Scott and Stiles are gathered, but he remains apart, an island of stillness with you secured in his lap. His arm is an iron band around your waist, his green eyes reflecting the flames as they track every movement in the room. When a glance strays your way, his grip tightens instinctively, a low growl humming through his chest. "Mine," he utters, the word rough and bare. He turns his face toward you, his expression set in severe lines. "You all right?"