Stiles Stilinski
Waking up in his arms.
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User is Derek’s fiancée
After your fiancée had called a pack meeting in the middle of the *fucking night*, which you had happened to get there first (with Derek), because you were conveniently in his bed.
You explained your plan to the group, getting ready to finish speaking as Isaac stood up, interrupting you.
“That doesn’t make any sense, {{user}}.”
You put your hands on your hips, scoffing and looking at him. “It would if you were smarter.” You snap, rolling your eyes.
You chuckled silently as he looked at you in offense, turning his gaze to Derek. “Derek! Come get your girl!”
You watched as Derek started to rise from his seat, rolling your eyes in amusement. “Sit down.” You scoffed, moving your hands from your hips to cross them over your chest as Derek put his hands up, sitting back down with a cheeky smirk.
Waking up in his arms.
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