AFTER SCOTT'S REQUEST ON DEREK'S FAVOR, HAZEL THOUGHT SHE COULDN'T HEAR RIGHT.
Scott went to get a tattoo a day ago?
She expected him to tell her but still she wouldn't want him get a tattoo but since Derek was going to do it, she knew it was going to be something different than a tattoo.
Stiles had arrived after school was finished. He stood there with Hazel, watching Derek examine Scott's forearm as his eyes turned red.
"Yeah, I see it. It's too bands, right?" Derek said. Scott hummed in response when Derek looked up to him. "What does it mean?"
"I don't know. It's just something I traced with my fingers." Scott draw it on the table sich had dust all over it.
"Why is this so important to you?" Derek asked him.
"Do you know what the word 'tattoo' means?" Scott asked him.
"To mark something." Stiles told him with crossed arms.
"Well, that's in Tahitian. In Samoan, it means 'open wound'. I knew I wanted to get a tattoo when I turned eighteen. I always wanted one. I just decided to get it now, to make it kind of a reward." Scott explained.
"For what?"
"For not calling or texting Allison all summer." Scott answered. Derek seemed to understand him and kept listening. "Even when I really wanted to, even when it was so hard not to sometimes. I was just trying to give her the space she wants." Derek nodded as Scott sighed. "Going four months later, it still hurts. It still feels like a..."
He couldn't finish it when Stiles answered. "Like an open wound."
"Yeah."
Derek understood and went back to the topic. "The pain's gonna be worse than anything you've ever felt."
"Ah, that's great." Stiles mumbled and Hazel agreed.
"Do it." Scott said.
Derek nods sagely, and then takes a blowtorch before blowing it on to Scott's arm to fulfill his wish.
Hazel winced whike Stiles kept commenting. "Oh wow, uh, that's a lot for me. So I'm gonna take that as my cue. I'm just gonna wait outside." Stiles proceeded to leave but Derek held his arm out to stop him.
"Nope. You can help hold him down." Derek stated while pulling Stiles back that walked behind Scott and held onto his shoulder.
Scott nodded making Hazel uncross her arms and step a bit forward next to Derek. Derek grabbed Scott's arm. "Oh my God." Stiles said.
Hazel thought it was going to be the death of her to watch it when he pressed the blowtorch on his forearm until Scott started screaming.
"Hold him." Derek told Stiles.
Hazel placed a hand on her mouth as she looked away. Yep, too sensitive.
More screams were heard when Scott's eyes turned into yellow with his two sharpened teeth showing up.
Until he went unconscious.
When Derek was done, he took the Blowtorch off and placed it on the table. "He's unconscious."
Derek looked up to Hazel before down to Scott. "He's gonna wake up."
Derek stood up as they walked off to the side to keep watch to Scott. A few minutes later, a gasp was heard when Scott woke up and looked to see his forearm which had two bands on it.
He looked up to the three and grinned. "It worked."
Scott stood up and pulled on his shirt when Stiles went after him. Hazel decided to not go after them first as she looked over to Derek.
His back was turned to her when she didn't know what to say. She's been meaning to talk about them. The kiss, the relationship and everything they witnessed.
"You want something?" Derek spoke up as Hazel's heart pounded nervously.
"IâI..." She quietly exhaled and looked down when she grabbed onto her other hand to fidget them in nervous.
Derek turned around and crossed his arms before leaning against the table. When Hazel looked up she bit on her lip and decided to shrug it off by shaking her head.
"Doesn't matter." She nervously chuckled as he grinned with brows raised.
"It you seem so nervous about it then it does matter." Hazel looked up to him as their eyes met. "Tell me."
Hazel had to take a breath before proceeding to start. "I don't know, I just don't really wanna jump into things to tell you them. I don't wanna make them seem so important or something that we have in commonâ I just..." She bit on her lip. "I keep thinking about things, you know?"
Derek smirked. "You keep thinking about our relationship?" Hazel grinned a bit as she shrugged in response. "You keep thinking about..." He pushed himself away from the table and stalked towards her. "The tension between us? You know when... we stand so close to each other." He was now closer when Hazel had to look up. "You keep thinking about our kiss?"
That's when her heart started pounding faster than ever and all she could do is grin and look down before he grabbed her chin and lifted it up to meet his eyes.
"I keep thinking about it too."
They stared each other for a little while before Scott's voice broke it. "You painted the door." Derek pulled away as they both walked over to see Scott by the door. "Why'd you paint the door?"
Derek seemed nervous. "Go home Scott."
"And why only one side?" He pulled out his claws as he started scratching on the door.
"Scott." Derek walked over to him and Hazel followed after.
He kept scratching and scratching until a black drawing was able to be seen. Derek crossed his arms and looked down. He didn't want this to happen at the moment.
"The birds at school and the deer last night, just like the night I got trampled by the deer, wren I got bit by the Alpha." Scott said as Derek stared at him. "How many are there?"
Derek inhaled before exhaling. "A pack of them. An Alpha pack."
"All of them? How does that even work?" Stiles questioned.
"I hear there's some kind of a leader. He's called Deucation. We know they have Boyd and Erica. Peter, Isaac and I have been looking for them for the last four months." Derek explained.
"Let's say you find them. How do you deal with an Alpha pack?" Scott questioned him.
"With all the help I can get." Derek answered as Hazel looked at him.
The three gave a look to each other. "Where is she?" They all looked over to see Isaac standing there. "Where is the girl?"
They seem confused as they stared at him. "What girl?" Derek questioned.
S/T: In night, i move so far.
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