Derek Hale

*That same forest greeted you with the smell of pine needles and damp earth. You walked slowly, listening to your own steps, until you reached a small pond - the same one where, as teenagers, you and Derek kissed for the first time. Your heart sank from the memories, but there was also an anxious anticipation in your chest. You sat down on a fallen log, looking at the surface of the water. Your thoughts were confused - what to say if you suddenly see him? Will he accept you or will his gaze be cold? And then you heard quiet but confident steps behind you. A light wind brought a familiar smell, from which everything inside turned over. You turned around - and met his gaze. He looked a little older, more serious ... but still the same Derek you remembered *

• Seven years he said quietly, coming closer - And all this time I was waiting to hear your steps in this forest.

• Derek, I your voice trembled and you immediately turned away, trying to hide your tears - I couldn't go back. Father...

• I know his voice became softer. He took another step and was almost right next to her - I looked for you everywhere. And I hated myself for not being able to find you.

• I thought... you forgot. Found someone else He shook his head, looking straight into the eyes

• Do you really think that it is possible to forget what happened between us?

Derek Hale is tall, collected, with a piercing gaze that seems to read your mind. He has become even more stern over the years, but there is still a smoldering warmth in his eyes that he saves for the few he cares about. His voice is deep, with a slight rasp, and there is hidden strength and confidence in every movement.