When Scott and Stiles left, Derek and Kira both agreed that they should read the dusty old books he had brought from the vault. Hopefully the books would be able to give them some guidance so they'd have a clearer understanding of what they were actually supposed to do. Derek sat down at one end of the couch and flipped open his book, curious to learn about being an avi-wolf. Kira lay down across the couch, putting her head in his lap. "You don't mind, do you?" She asked when he looked down at her in surprise.
"No, not at all," Derek smiled and turned back to his book. He kept trying to concentrate, but he couldn't help getting distracted by Kira's head on his thigh. Concentration was important for an avi-wolf, that's what the book said, at least. He had a hard time concentrating on the book, but it was easy for him to concentrate on the delicate pink of her lips and the way her brows drew together when she was trying to concentrate.
"You know I can feel you watching me, right?" She told him, not looking away from her book. "It's one of my special "abilities," I guess you'd say."
"W…what? Really? No, uh, I…I didn't. Sorry," Derek stammered, prying his eyes away from her face. He could feel heat rushing to his cheeks. There was a moment of silence before he added, "What does it feel like?"
"I'm not really sure how to describe it. Usually, it's sort of like a… tug, I guess, from whatever side they're on. I don't know if that makes sense," Kira replied, sitting up. "But with you it's different…" She murmured shyly.
"Oh? How so?" Derek pried, cocking his head. "Sorry, you don't have to answer that," he added quickly, noticing her hesitation.
"No, it's okay…" Kira ducked her head. "When you look at me, it feels like a caress instead of a tug… wherever you're looking feels warm and I get butterflies in my stomach," she looked up, her eyes meeting his briefly before she stared down at her hands. "Sorry, it sounds weird."
Derek closed his book and turned to face Kira. "No," he assured her, gently lifting her chin so they were face-to-face. "That doesn't sound weird at all." He brushed her hair back and tucked it behind her ear. "Ever since we met, I've felt something drawing me towards you." Before he knew what he was doing, he had his lips pressed against hers. She hesitated for a moment before kissing him back, wrapping her arms around his neck as he pulled her closer to his body. He could feel both of their hearts fluttering.
"I think the prophecy was right," Kira breathed as they pulled apart. "Maybe we actually are destined for each other." She giggled, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.
"Yeah," Derek murmured, "maybe we are." He kissed Kira again, feeling her smile against his lips. He peppered soft kisses across her jaw and down to her neck, where he licked and nipped at the sensitive skin.
"We should get back to reading," She whispered, her breath warm against his ear. "You have a lot of learning to do," She smiled, standing up. She gave him a chaste kiss before adding, "I'm going to get some water, do you want anything?"
"I'm okay," he insisted, turning his head to watch her walk to the kitchen. He turned his attention back to his book. He was a fast reader, so he was already almost halfway through. So far, he'd learned a lot of definitions and technical terms, he was just starting the chapter that would teach him the power of flight. He knew he'd have to go back when he actually started trying to use his special abilities, but he wanted to read through the entire thing first. When Kira came back to the living room, she set her glass on the coffee table before sitting down beside Derek, folding her legs beneath her body and leaning against his shoulder.
Derek looked over when he heard Kira close her book. "Did you finish already?" he asked.
"Yeah," She laughed. "My book isn't quite as thick as yours… and it wasn't all brand-new information... When are we supposed to go to Scott's?"
"I was thinking we could head over there around six," Derek answered, glancing at the clock. "Why?"
"Oh, I was just thinking maybe I could do a bit of baking, you know, bring some desserts to win them over," Kira replied.
"Yeah, if you want. I'm not sure I have any of the ingredients you need to bake anything, but if you want you can take my car to the grocery store," Derek dug in his pocket for his keys. He gave Kira instructions to get to the store. He could hear her boots clacking on the stairs until she was out of the building. He smiled to himself, turning back to his book.
Kira took a few wrong turns, but she found the store eventually. She knew that she wanted to make cupcakes, but she hadn't decided on a flavour. She was standing in the baking aisle, trying to choose, when she heard someone call her name. She turned to see Scott walking towards her with a pretty brunette that he introduced as Allison.
"How do you like Beacon Hills so far?" Allison asked, giving her a friendly smile.
"Well, I haven't even been here a day," Kira laughed, "but it's nice to come back. I lived here until I was about seven."
"Really?" Scott exclaimed, surprised. "How old are you? If you don't mind."
"Yeah, really," Kira responded. "I'm 21 now, why? Were we in the same grade?"
"I think so!" Scott grinned. "I knew your name sounded familiar… So what are you shopping for? Is Derek here too?"
"Huh, sorry… I don't remember you. Derek's at home, I just came to get ingredients for cupcakes. I was actually planning on bringing some to dinner tonight, if that's okay," Kira replied.
"Oh, that's actually perfect. I can cook, but I'm not so great at baking," Allison told her. "Nothing I make ever turns out the way it's supposed to. Something always seems to go wrong," She laughed, checking her phone. "But we'd better go, I've got a dinner to make. See you later!"
Kira waved as they walked away. She decided to make basic vanilla cupcakes with different flavours of icing. She grabbed what she need and hurried back to Derek's place, getting lost on the way. He was still reading when she walked in, so she put the keys down on the table and set to work on making the cupcakes, hoping they'd turn out perfectly.
Derek smiled to himself when he heard Kira humming along to the music she was playing. Whenever he glanced at her, she was doing some sort of dance that he thought was adorable. He was distracted by the delicious scent filling the apartment and Kira, but he only had a few chapters left, so he did his best to stay focused on his book. She was taking the last pan of cupcakes out of the oven when he finally read the last page. "It smells great," he commented, sitting down on one of the barstools. "What kind of frosting are you making?"
"Thanks!" Kira beamed. "Right now I'm making chocolate, the blue over there is vanilla. Then I want to make a caramel frosting as well."
"I'm sure that will be delicious," Derek assured her, sneaking a bit of the vanilla frosting when she was gathering ingredients for the caramel frosting.
"Hey! Did you stick your finger in my frosting?" she playfully chided.
"No," he smirked, his finger still in his mouth. Kira giggled as she mixed the frosting. Derek watched as she frosted the cupcakes, making it seem effortless, each one looking identical to the one before.
"So," Kira started as she was frosting the last few cupcakes, "are you going to tell them about the marriage, or are you going to wait?"
"I think we should wait," Derek answered. "They should get to know you a bit before we tell people we're getting married… Unless you want to…"
"No, that's fine, I was just curious," Kira told him, carefully placing some of the cupcakes into a container.
Derek was actually feeling a bit nervous about introducing Kira to everyone. He knew that they'd like her, he just didn't know what she'd think of them. But she'd already met Stiles and that seemed to go smoothly, so he figured it would be okay. He was just afraid that Stiles liked Kira a little too much. He knew that he shouldn't feel jealous or protective over Kira, they'd just met yesterday, but he didn't want Stiles flirting with her like he did with every other girl.
When they arrived at Scott's house, everyone else was already there. All eyes were on Kira when she walked in. "Hey, guys. This is Kira," Derek announced. "Kira, you already know Scott and Stiles. And this is Isaac," he motioned to the boy sitting down beside him and went around the room, "Liam, Erica, Boyd, Malia, Lydia, and Allison."
"We actually met at the store earlier," Allison smiled. "Those look delicious. I can put them in the kitchen for you," She offered, taking the cupcakes from Kira.
While they were waiting for dinner to be ready, Kira was bombarded with questions: where was she from, how did she know Derek, how long was she staying, etcetera. "So, Kira," Stiles started, "are you single? We should go out, I can show you how to really have fun in Beacon Hills." He winked.
"Uh, not really," Kira laughed nervously. "I don't thi…"
"Shh," Stiles interrupted. "I'm sure the guy won't mind if we hang out, have a little fun," he lightly stroked Kira's arm. "I'll make you forget about the other guy. It'll be just me…"
"Stiles!" Derek snapped. "She's engaged!" He immediately wished he could take back what he'd just said. Everyone's eyes were on him and Kira.
"Who's the guy? Someone back home?" Stiles asked, leaning back in his chair.
Kira looked at Derek, obviously surprised. No more than an hour ago he'd told her that he wasn't going to tell everyone, and now he'd just blurted it out. "It's me," Derek said, mustering as much confidence as he could and taking her hand in his. "Kira and I are getting married," he smiled and gently traced his thumb across her hand. The announcement was met with a chorus of congratulations, pats on the back, and a jealous look from Stiles.
After they'd finished eating and put whatever dishes would fit into the dishwasher, the girls went to sit in the living room and talk, while the guys sat back down at the table. Derek had a hard time keeping his eyes off of Kira, she effortlessly fit in with the rest of the pack. He liked knowing that she knew he was watching her. Every so often, she'd look at him and they'd share a knowing look before she turned back to her conversation. She looked so comfortable, like she'd always been part of the pack.
"So, I'm assuming she knows about the werewolf thing," Scott remarked. "And you're definitely not "just friends" like you said this morning."
"Yeah, she does," Derek chuckled. "We weren't really sure we were going to tell you guys today because it's your first time meeting her. The engagement happened pretty quickly, I guess."
"I'll say," Stiles piped up. "But a few of us actually have met her before, when we were in elementary school."
"Yeah, she was Stiles' first crush," Scott added tauntingly.
The evening went by quickly. Kira's cupcakes went over well, Boyd even suggested that she should always bring a dessert. "Your friends are really great," Kira commented on the drive back to Derek's place. "I hope you don't mind, some of the girls are going shopping tomorrow and they invited me. And Lydia offered to help plan the wedding," she laughed.
"Of course I don't mind," Derek exclaimed. "And that doesn't surprise me, Lydia's always liked planning parties… Do you know when you'd like to get married? I'm just curious. I don't think we should wait too long, you know, because of the prophecy, but it's completely up to you."
"Maybe October?" Kira suggested, "Or did you want it sooner? I don't really care either way."
"I was thinking August… summer wedding," He laughed tersely, "but October is good too."
"No, if you want to do it in August, I'm okay with that, I just didn't know how long you wanted to wait," she smiled at him. He was just about to say something when she cut him off, "August it is," she decided.
When they got home, they were both exhausted, but they decided to watch a movie before they went to bed, settling on a comedy they'd both seen before. Derek wrapped his arm around Kira's shoulders when she leaned on him, her head resting against his side. She was absentmindedly running her fingers up and down his thigh, tracing different shapes with her fingertips. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been close to someone and felt as comfortable as he did in that moment. Kira was warm and gentle and, although he had only really known her for a day, he knew she was someone he could trust.
Once the movie was over, Derek laid down while Kira went to brush her teeth. He was almost half asleep when he felt her crawl into bed. Her hair tickled his cheek as she leaned over and pressed a warm kiss to his lips. "Goodnight, Derek," She murmured into his side as she curled up against him, arm slung across his torso.
"Goodnight, Kira," he whispered back, the minty taste of her toothpaste on his lips as they curved into a gentle smile.