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teen wolf: derek hale

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Derek isn't sure what to make of this place. The idea of multiple dimensions seems far-fetched, despite the fact that he's a werewolf, his girlfriend is a banshee, and they live in a town that has a supernatural beacon calling any number of creatures from myth and legend to it. Whatever is going on, his number one priority is ensuring Lydia's safety and he's on his way to find her now. It doesn't take him long to pick up her scent and he tries to understand how it's possible that she's been here for several days when he saw her an hour ago.

The town itself is idyllic, or would be, if he chose to visit instead of randomly finding himself here. He supposes he should be grateful that Lydia is here. She's a grounding force and her presence will keep him from attempting to find whoever is responsible and torturing them for information.

When he spots Lydia, he smiles in spite of the circumstances. She is beautiful as always and it still amazes him that they are together. Their relationship had such an inauspicious beginning and the rest of the pack clearly doesn't understand it, but it just works and that's all that matters to Derek. He jogs the last few feet to her and greets her by wrapping his arms around her and kissing her cheek. He doesn't see or smell any injuries, so it seems she is okay, at least physically.

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If she's honest, the fact that Derek is here over all the others is kind of a relief. She loves the pack, she really does, but they don't keep her sane like Derek does. They're all over the place, all the time, and being with Derek is more stable; more comforting. She doesn't feel like she's on Derek's periphery the way she does, sometimes, with the rest of the pack. So she's glad it's him, even if she's sorry that now they're both stuck here and if he just saw her an hour ago, then there's something even more messed up about this...and most importantly, no one else has noticed she's gone, either.

Seeing him approaching, Lydia smiles in spite of herself, feeling a little more relief than she thinks she ought to, all things considered. She starts to move forward, meeting him in the middle and wrapping her arms around him, clinging to a hug for a moment before she feels him kiss her cheek. Lydia turns her head just so and catches his mouth for a chaste kiss in addition.

"I don't know what's going on, but I'm glad you're here, bae," she whispers, knowing he'll hear it even if she isn't loud enough to be heard over the passing cars in the street by a regular person. Derek's anything but regular and the fact that they work is...weird to think about, but it is what it is, and he makes her happy; that's the important part. "I've met a few people, they were...I guess, as helpful as they could be? I was missing you guys, but...at least the people here seem nice. And nothing's tried to kill me in the past couple of days?"

It still amuses him every time Lydia uses slang like 'bae' around him. Even when he was a teenager, he wasn't really up on the popular slang and these days, it seems like there are new words for everything that pop up every time he turns around. Maybe if he used the internet for more than the occasional random task, he would understand more. From context though, he's able to guess it's a term of endearment.

"Place looks nice enough," he remarks, keeping his voice low as well. "Like the kind of place you'd want to go on vacation." If people like him took vacations. He didn't really count his time with Cora in South America as a vacation though. "Have you sensed any danger?"

Lydia smiles a little. "Yeah, it's not too bad. It's not utopia or anything, but..." her voice trails off. It looked like the kind of place she'd want to vacation if she hadn't been forced to come, but maybe that's the attempt of the Powers That Be to apologize for the whole displacement thing.

Shaking her head, Lydia looks back up at him with something serene in her eyes. "No," she admits. "Nothing. Not a single thing. The voices are even really quiet, it's actually...kind of nice..." she adds, her cheeks warming and going slightly pink at the thought of being somewhat relieved to be in a place like this. She's sure that sooner than later, she'll be missing everyone too much to feel the same, but for right now, it's kind of a welcome respite.

Given how difficult he knows the voices are for her to deal with, Derek is actually relieved to hear that this place, whatever it was and however they got here, was a respite from those struggles. "I guess it's not all bad then," he says, giving her a genuine smile.

"So, the PDA I found in my pocket said there's an apartment here for me. I'm guessing that's where you've been staying?" He assumes they have their own apartments, but truth be told, he prefers to stay with her, just in case there is some danger that hasn't presented itself yet.

A small smile crosses her lips and she lifts herself onto her toes to give him another chaste kiss. She's missed him a lot more than she's willing to admit. It makes her feel dependent when she would prefer to feel that she isn't. She isn't, by the way, it's just a feeling. At least that's what she tells herself and the fact that she's managed for the past few days without him seems like a testament to that.

"Yeah, they're actually really nice apartments. Try not to freak out, sweetie, because there's actual furniture. It's really shocking," she teases, stepping back and taking his hand so that she can lead him inside.

"Ha ha, very funny," Derek says, shaking his head even as he grins. Since they've been officially a thing, he's actually considered getting more furniture for his loft to make it more homey, even if it's not really his style.

He gives her hand a squeeze. "So, are you up for sharing?"

Giving him a self-satisfied grin, Lydia lets go of his hand and reaches back to playfully swat him on the backside. "I'm hilarious," she corrects him with a smirk. She takes his hand again, lacing her fingers through his and it's kind of pleasantly strange to think about the fact that she can do that here...and no one will look at her funny for it.

At the squeeze, she looks up at him briefly. "You want to live with me?" she asks, a little surprised, as she leads him into the apartment building.

Derek shrugs. Saying that they are 'living together' sounds far more serious than he's ready to admit being, but given the unusual circumstances of their arrival here, he feels that it's safer if they stick together. Plus he figures that without her mother around to care where she is, they'll end up spending most of their time together anyway.

"I think it makes sense to stick together," he says. "Just in case there are hidden dangers lurking that we haven't encountered yet."

Lydia smirks a little at his answer. "You wanna live with me," she sang playfully, bumping her shoulder against his. Sometimes Derek opened doors to being teased without realizing it and Lydia is not the type of person to let an opportunity like that slide, especially when the recipient is Derek Hale, a person who most others wouldn't be able to get away with teasing the way she can.

It's true that Lydia is one of the only people in the world who can get away with teasing him that way and Derek smiles in spite of himself, catching her in a kiss. "Well, what else am I supposed to do with all that furniture if I don't have you to ravish on it?" he asks.

"Oh, now he speaks the truth," Lydia jokes, leading him down the hall to her apartment and pulling out a pair of keys. She takes one of them off the key chain and holds it out to him as she opens the door. "For you, roomie."

"Thanks," Derek says, pulling out his own key ring and adding the key to it, making a mental note of the apartment number before he enters the place. "I guess this isn't too bad."

It's a pretty standard apartment with decent furniture. He supposes that if he's going to be magically whisked away to a strange place, there are worse places he could end up.

"It's actually really nice," Lydia counters, closing the door behind him and then approaching him again to envelope him in her arms. She tilts her head back to look up at him and smiles. "It's nicer now..." she says, her eyebrows lifting briefly, and her tone lilted with soft suggestion.

Derek doesn't really need the suggestion once he finds himself in Lydia's arms. He wraps his own around her and bends his head forward so he can kiss her properly. Even though it hasn't been more than a few hours since he last saw her from his perspective, he knows it's been a few days for her and he really doesn't like that idea.

"I missed you," she whispers against his lips when they part briefly. She misses all of her friends, and her mom, but it feels suddenly exponentially less daunting and upsetting now that she's not alone.

Lydia's head tilts slightly so that she can actually look up at him. "So...about that ravishing..."

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