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"Would you mind explaining to me why exactly your beta showed up at my house soaking wet?" You hissed into the phone, angrily stirring the bowl of cookie mix.

You could hear Derek sigh on the other side of the phone. "My apartment's only so big, __y/n__, I needed the extra space for Cora."

You huffed. "I understand that, but I don't understand why you couldn't have just called me first! He walked here in the rain, Derek, so now all his clothes are fucking soaked. And apparently you threw something at him? What the actual fuck? His father abused him for god knows how long, that was so not okay. You're supposed to be his alpha, and now he's afraid of you."

Derek sighed again. "I'm sorry, I-"

"I'm not the one you need to be apologizing to." You interrupted, and you didn't give Derek time to say anything else before you were slamming your finger on the call button and tossing your phone on the counter.

"I'm sorry." Isaac spoke softly, hesitantly entering your kitchen. "I didn't mean for you and Derek to get in a fight."

You shook your head firmly. "This is not your fault, Isaac. Derek is..." You let out a deep sigh. "Derek can be a bit of an asshole, sometimes."

Isaac snorted without meaning to, and you chuckled.

"Okay, a lot of the time." You amended, before scrubbing a hand across your face. "I'm sorry he kicked you out. Just know that you can stay with me for as long as you want, okay? That goes for any of the others, too. I don't have a whole lot of space, but I can always buy some more sleeping bags, and we can sleep on the floor. Maybe we can take turns using my bed?"

"No offense, but your bed smells a little too much like Derek for me to want to sleep in it."

A light coral blush stained your cheeks at Isaac's words, and you frowned apologetically. "Sorry, I'm used to it, but I can see how it would be unpleasant for you. I'll make sure to wash my sheets soon, haven't done that in a while. Should help with the smell." You cleared your throat to get away from that topic of conversation, turning instead back to your bowl.

The cookie dough was done and ready to be baked, so you recruited Isaac's help in scooping it onto your cookie sheet.

When the cookies were baking in the oven, you trudged into your living room and plopped down on your worn, black couch. Isaac stood next to it awkwardly, until you patted the space next to you. "I don't bite." You promised, and Isaac gave you a blank look. He might've been a member of Derek's pack, but you were the one that had turned him. "Okay," You reworded sheepishly. "I don't bite all the time."

Isaac laughed as he took a seat, and you snagged your remote from the table before tossing it to him. "Whatever you wanna watch is good with me."

"Thank you." Isaac said quietly, and you smiled at him. You knew he wasn't just talking about letting him choose what you watched.

"Anytime." You responded, squeezing his shoulder gently before curling up on your half of the couch. You were almost asleep when you heard footsteps approaching your front door, and then a hand knocking against the wood. You clambered off of the couch and opened the door, not needing to look out the peephole to know it was Derek, raising an eyebrow at him.

"What are you doing here?" You asked curiously, leaning against the doorframe. It took you longer than it should have to notice that Derek was dripping wet. "Wait, did you walk here?" You questioned in disbelief, tugging him into your house and shutting the door behind him.

"I came to apologize to Isaac. And yes, I did walk. Wanted to see how unpleasant it was." Derek turned to Isaac while you bustled into your hall closet and grabbed a stack of towels. You tugged off his shirt and started drying his torso while he spoke to Isaac. "I'm sorry. I was in a bad mood over the alpha pack and I took it out on you. That wasn't right. I know what your father did to you and I'm sorry that I did what I did."

Isaac looked over at you, trying to figure out if he should accept his apology, when Derek sneezed. You hid your laughter behind your hand, and Isaac smiled slightly. "It's okay. You're forgiven."

Derek gave him a small smile in return. "It won't happen again."

"Damn right it won't." You muttered, bumping Derek's hip with your own. "If it does, I will not hesitate to kick your ass, Hale."

Derek grinned. "I know you will." Derek pressed a swift kiss to your lips that you didn't even have time to return before he was striding into the kitchen and turning off your oven. He removed two trays of cookies from the racks and placed them on top of the stove, and when you and Isaac raised an eyebrow at him, he shrugged sheepishly. "They were going to burn if you left them in any longer."

"My hero." You said teasingly, looking at him adoringly. You crossed the room and kissed him once more, a little longer and a little deeper than the last kiss you shared. Derek's hands were on your hips, and yours were in his hair when you remembered that Isaac was still sitting on the couch. You hastily broke the kiss, but Derek dropped one more kiss on your exposed collarbone before letting you pull away completely.

"Are either of you hungry?" You asked, abruptly switching topics. "I could order a couple of pizzas, and oh! Maybe we could invite the rest of the pack? I haven't seen Scott in a while." Even though you were an alpha, you were a member of Derek's pack (although sometimes it was more like you were co-alphas), so you got along quite well with the other members of Derek's pack. You loved Derek's pack, they were like younger siblings to you, and Derek and Isaac nodded in agreement.

"Sounds great." Isaac answered, and you grinned, leaving one more kiss on the corner of Derek's mouth before moving into your bedroom. They could hear you calling the rest of the pack (including Stiles, because you loved him like a slightly annoying little brother) before ordering the pizza, and when you came back in the room, you were still smiling.

"You seem a little unnervingly happy." Derek commented fondly, and you rolled your eyes.

"You only think that because you're grumpy all the time." You shot back, and you could hear Isaac fighting to hold back his laughter. "I'm happy because you apologized to Isaac. I'm happy because we're having dinner as a pack. I'm happy because I have a pack. I'm happy because most of us are still alive. I'm just happy." You explained, and Derek leaned in and kissed you, one hand tangling in your hair as his lips met yours.

"Well then I'm happy that you're happy." Derek whispered against your lips, and you could hear Stiles and Scoot entering through your front door (you didn't think you wanted to know how they reached your house so quickly) and gagging at the sight of you, but you didn't care.

You had Derek, and you had your pack, and that was all you really needed.

End. <3

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"Would you mind explaining to me why exactly your beta showed up at my house soaking wet?" You hissed into the phone, angrily stirring the bowl of cookie mix.

You could hear Derek sigh on the other side of the phone. "My apartment's only so big, __y/n__, I needed the extra space for Cora."

You huffed. "I understand that, but I don't understand why you couldn't have just called me first! He walked here in the rain, Derek, so now all his clothes are fucking soaked. And apparently you threw something at him? What the actual fuck? His father abused him for god knows how long, that was so not okay. You're supposed to be his alpha, and now he's afraid of you."

Derek sighed again. "I'm sorry, I-"

"I'm not the one you need to be apologizing to." You interrupted, and you didn't give Derek time to say anything else before you were slamming your finger on the call button and tossing your phone on the counter.

"I'm sorry." Isaac spoke softly, hesitantly entering your kitchen. "I didn't mean for you and Derek to get in a fight."

You shook your head firmly. "This is not your fault, Isaac. Derek is..." You let out a deep sigh. "Derek can be a bit of an asshole, sometimes."

Isaac snorted without meaning to, and you chuckled.

"Okay, a lot of the time." You amended, before scrubbing a hand across your face. "I'm sorry he kicked you out. Just know that you can stay with me for as long as you want, okay? That goes for any of the others, too. I don't have a whole lot of space, but I can always buy some more sleeping bags, and we can sleep on the floor. Maybe we can take turns using my bed?"

"No offense, but your bed smells a little too much like Derek for me to want to sleep in it."

A light coral blush stained your cheeks at Isaac's words, and you frowned apologetically. "Sorry, I'm used to it, but I can see how it would be unpleasant for you. I'll make sure to wash my sheets soon, haven't done that in a while. Should help with the smell." You cleared your throat to get away from that topic of conversation, turning instead back to your bowl.

The cookie dough was done and ready to be baked, so you recruited Isaac's help in scooping it onto your cookie sheet.

When the cookies were baking in the oven, you trudged into your living room and plopped down on your worn, black couch. Isaac stood next to it awkwardly, until you patted the space next to you. "I don't bite." You promised, and Isaac gave you a blank look. He might've been a member of Derek's pack, but you were the one that had turned him. "Okay," You reworded sheepishly. "I don't bite all the time."

Isaac laughed as he took a seat, and you snagged your remote from the table before tossing it to him. "Whatever you wanna watch is good with me."

"Thank you." Isaac said quietly, and you smiled at him. You knew he wasn't just talking about letting him choose what you watched.

"Anytime." You responded, squeezing his shoulder gently before curling up on your half of the couch. You were almost asleep when you heard footsteps approaching your front door, and then a hand knocking against the wood. You clambered off of the couch and opened the door, not needing to look out the peephole to know it was Derek, raising an eyebrow at him.

"What are you doing here?" You asked curiously, leaning against the doorframe. It took you longer than it should have to notice that Derek was dripping wet. "Wait, did you walk here?" You questioned in disbelief, tugging him into your house and shutting the door behind him.

"I came to apologize to Isaac. And yes, I did walk. Wanted to see how unpleasant it was." Derek turned to Isaac while you bustled into your hall closet and grabbed a stack of towels. You tugged off his shirt and started drying his torso while he spoke to Isaac. "I'm sorry. I was in a bad mood over the alpha pack and I took it out on you. That wasn't right. I know what your father did to you and I'm sorry that I did what I did."

Isaac looked over at you, trying to figure out if he should accept his apology, when Derek sneezed. You hid your laughter behind your hand, and Isaac smiled slightly. "It's okay. You're forgiven."

Derek gave him a small smile in return. "It won't happen again."

"Damn right it won't." You muttered, bumping Derek's hip with your own. "If it does, I will not hesitate to kick your ass, Hale."

Derek grinned. "I know you will." Derek pressed a swift kiss to your lips that you didn't even have time to return before he was striding into the kitchen and turning off your oven. He removed two trays of cookies from the racks and placed them on top of the stove, and when you and Isaac raised an eyebrow at him, he shrugged sheepishly. "They were going to burn if you left them in any longer."

"My hero." You said teasingly, looking at him adoringly. You crossed the room and kissed him once more, a little longer and a little deeper than the last kiss you shared. Derek's hands were on your hips, and yours were in his hair when you remembered that Isaac was still sitting on the couch. You hastily broke the kiss, but Derek dropped one more kiss on your exposed collarbone before letting you pull away completely.

"Are either of you hungry?" You asked, abruptly switching topics. "I could order a couple of pizzas, and oh! Maybe we could invite the rest of the pack? I haven't seen Scott in a while." Even though you were an alpha, you were a member of Derek's pack (although sometimes it was more like you were co-alphas), so you got along quite well with the other members of Derek's pack. You loved Derek's pack, they were like younger siblings to you, and Derek and Isaac nodded in agreement.

"Sounds great." Isaac answered, and you grinned, leaving one more kiss on the corner of Derek's mouth before moving into your bedroom. They could hear you calling the rest of the pack (including Stiles, because you loved him like a slightly annoying little brother) before ordering the pizza, and when you came back in the room, you were still smiling.

"You seem a little unnervingly happy." Derek commented fondly, and you rolled your eyes.

"You only think that because you're grumpy all the time." You shot back, and you could hear Isaac fighting to hold back his laughter. "I'm happy because you apologized to Isaac. I'm happy because we're having dinner as a pack. I'm happy because I have a pack. I'm happy because most of us are still alive. I'm just happy." You explained, and Derek leaned in and kissed you, one hand tangling in your hair as his lips met yours.

"Well then I'm happy that you're happy." Derek whispered against your lips, and you could hear Stiles and Scoot entering through your front door (you didn't think you wanted to know how they reached your house so quickly) and gagging at the sight of you, but you didn't care.

You had Derek, and you had your pack, and that was all you really needed.

End. <3