Teen Wolf Preferences

Engaged:

"Angel we have to go! Our reservation is in half an hour! And the cab will be here any minute!" Derek's voice caries throughout the loft.

"Okay I'm coming!" You yell back, giving yourself one last look over, smoothing out your dress and fluffing your hair before leaving the washroom, grabbing your purse and one of Derek's leather jackets from the bed and descending the spiral stairs to the main floor "Derek I'm ready." You announce, looking around the loft for him.

"Okay let's go-" He steps out of the kitchen but stops in place staring at me.

"What?" You ask, tilting your head lightly. "Is it too much?" You look down at your dress, suddenly feeling self-conscious, nude sleeveless mini dress with crisscross grosgrain ribbon along its plunging neckline with a V-cut back, hugging your body tightly. "I could go change?" You suggest, looking back at him.

"No-no." he stutters, swallowing hard before walking towards you slowly. "You look... wow."

"Thanks?" You laugh as the two of you stand there, him inspecting you head to toe. "You look wow as well." You compliment, his dark wash jeans hugging his hips, probably giving an amazing view of his ass, his fitting suit jacket showing his defined biceps. "Our reservation?"

"Oh yeah, let's go." He laughs, hooking his arm around your waist and leading you out of the apartment and towards the elevation. Ding!

"You're quite tonight." You comment, stepping into the elevation and press the ground floor as the door closes.

"Just thinking." He admits.

"About?"

"You." He states, staring into your eyes. You look away from him, blushing wildly as the elevator reaches ground floor. You and Derek walk out towards the cab, he walks in front of you to open the door, toothy grin on his face.

"Thank you." You smile, sliding inside before he closes the door, rushing over to his side, climbing in as the driver starts his car. "Where is our reservation at again?" You ask as you drive away from our apartment.

"You forgot again?" he laughs, turning toward to face you.

"Duh."

"Fox Den?"

"Not ringing any bells."

"Just off the freeway?"

"Nope."

"Where we went for our anniversary?"

"Oh! The one with the gay host that tries hitting on you!?"

"That's the place." He laughs.

"What's the occasion?" You question, raising an eyebrow at him.

"I just wanted to take my girlfriend out somewhere nice, is that so bad?" he laughs nervously. The rest of the car ride is sat in comfortable silence, music playing in the background. 20 minutes late you arrive at the restaurant, once again Derek opens your door for you.

"Such a gentlemen." You laugh as he slipping his hand into yours as the two of you walk inside. "2 for Hale." He tells the host.

"Oh of course." He smiles at Derek before shifting his gaze to you, rolling his eyes as he leads us through the restaurant.

"He wants you bad." You whisper to Derek, snickering.

"Shut up."

"Your table Mr. Hale." The host smiles, standing in front of you.

"Thanks." Derek nods, the host still standing in front of you, "Um you can go now."

"Oh, right." The host gives you one last look before walking back to his station.