#❝ — tempered pair 》 derek x erin

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Derek questioned this road trip even before Erin thought about it. The idea of doing something cross country and burn gas, which was expensive nowadays, didn't stop this idea of hers at all. She managed to somehow get him to do this the same way she got him to take her out for Valentine's Day. To make it worse, she seemed extra restless at night. Her feet itching to push him away every second she could due to the summer heat. It didn't matter about the lack of clothes. Sweat stuck to their skin and accumulated with every passing second. This slickness of his skin is probably why her kick launched the giant right to the floor with a loud thud. Derek groaned as he moved to sit up, ❝ C'mon, Erin— You're acting like we never shared a bed before...❞ // closed starter for @decadentias

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❝ Duly noted, ❞ he said with a bit of a smirk on his face. The evening definitely was off to a good start even though it did annoy him how she tricked him into doing all of this. Derek should have gotten used to Erin and her little games. She had pretended to not be into him since they had officially started their friendship. Now that things were a bit different now, it seemed hard for the pair to just admit it and be official. Dancing along the line of more than friends. A silent understanding. ❝ I hope so, ❞ pretending that he wasn't teasing her at all. No one would be suspecting of them considering his height. It didn't even look like he moved at all underneath the table. Derek watched as she looked in her eyes signaling that they'd be busy once they went back to his place. ❝ Well be have to wait. You almost forgot how to order dinner. ❞ He hadn't had this much fun teasing since the wedding, ❝ Well... I need steak to fuel up for later so don't think I'll shorten this dinner too quickly. I think we can both take time to enjoy a nice, non-rushed, dinner. ❞

"IT REALLY DEPENDS IF YOU'RE on your best behavior. You just have to make sure that you are," Erin joked. Derek didn't do anything that warranted her anger. Sure, she sometimes got upset, but it was mostly her overthinking and misunderstanding. They were respectful of each other's boundaries. Derek was a tough nut to crack, yet he was different now. He was open and comfortable. It took a lot for them to get to this point. "And did you catch it?" His action answered her question. Imagination running wild as his knee remained between her thighs. She didn't pull away from him. The blonde had to remind herself that they were at a restaurant. Even though it wasn't the appropriate place and time, she couldn't help the growing arousal. She met his gaze and mirrored the lust in his eyes. As he pulled back slightly, she shifted her hips, grinding her clothed heat against his knee. Her response was cut short when the waiter took their orders. She was almost out of it. Once the waiter left, the coast was clear. "Maybe we can wait a bit until the main course. I at least still want to experience some fine dining, at least. Then we'll have dessert."

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Derek couldn't be more thankful for the weather being shitty. He used the snow as an excuse for being close to Erin. She'd been pretty closed off since they discovered she was pregnant; all she seemed to do was sleep and eat. He didn't mind. He isn't in his best state of mind, but he put that aside to try and be there for her. It seemed she had just woken up from another long nap. There's one thought that has been plaguing him for a while. His fingers combing through her hair, he felt that now would be a good time to get it off of his chest. ❝ Hey... What do you think about the possibility of maybe us getting married before he's born? ❞ // closed starter for @decadentias

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❝ So you want to go out  to eat on a Tuesday night?! Okay... ❞ It seemed strange that she made it each a big deal. Derek looked over a few places nearby before he asked, ❝ You think you know what you’ll be in the mood for on Tuesday? I’ll make a reservation if you have certain place in mind. ❞ It completely flew over his head that Erin was asking him to take her out for Valentine’s day. The days had all become one for him since the manor came to an end. He felt proud just knowing that today was actually a Tuesday. 

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❝ What the fuck—❞ is the only phrase that he could muster in his brain as he held the empty pregnancy test box in his hand.

Derek wasn't even sure why he had the notion to look inside of inside of the trash bin in his bathroom. He never had the inkling to check before. Surely, Erin definitely didn't mean for him to see it whatsoever, since the box was wrapped in toilet paper before shoving it in towards the bottom of the bag. Maybe it was the weight. The man wasn't some controlling weirdo that looked through his trash. It definitely felt heavier than before. He didn't want his suspicions to be correct in any way; he might have been obvious to certain things, but he wasn't an idiot.

Erin had been acting distant lately. Derek chalked it up to his own personal actions. The manor's ending still had a strong hold on him. There were some days that were better than others. The male had himself nearly convinced that he happened to be one of the unaffected ones. He learned that hard way that it was wrong. His depression caught wind to his small window of freedom and brew a wildfire in him. The weather didn't help in easing out his depression since it rained damn near every day. Erin's presence almost felt like a blur to him. Outside of random conversation at dinner and random bouts of sex, he didn't tune into the world around him.

It's why he didn't recognize her complaining about her period like she did. The random moodiness. The random texts about cravings at 3 o'clock in the morning. He should've known. Yet, he stood herebaffled by the fact that it took up for this point for him to realize that he might be a father. The scariest part to this is his inability to find the one object that would confirm his fate, the pregnancy test. ❝ —Where the fuck is it? ❞

❝ Erin isn't dumb enough to go all this way, hiding the box, and not doing the same with the pregnancy test... ❞ Derek didn't hesitate to rip open the bag, searching for the slinder object, regardless of how disgusting it was. When he couldn't find it there, he decided to search every single garbage bag inside of the house. Tearing his apartment apart trying to find the damned thing. ❝ Where the fuck would she put it if she took it here? ❞

❝ Maybe it isn't recent? ❞ The thought hit him like a ton of bricks before he stopped to convince himself otherwise. ❝ No way... She would've told me if she knew that it was serious, right? That's what we do... We tell each other things. Not just little things. It's a fucking baby— Our baby— My baby. Is it my baby? No— Fuck— It has to be here somewhere. ❞ His thoughts scrambling for another thirty minutes before he grabbed the crushed box and threw it to the ground as his eyes welled up with tears. ❝ Why the fuck would she leave the box and not the test? ❞ The only thing running through his mind screamed from the pit of darkness living inside of him. ❝ Isn't it obvious? Who the fuck would want a kid from someone like you? You can't even go a day without falling apart. I wouldn't tell you either. ❞

Not negating the voice in his mind,❝ Maybe I'm not someone whose capable of being a father, but she would at least try. She could hardly keep a secret from me and we haven't been able to keep our hands off each other since the damn wedding. We haven't talked about kids— or hell— whatever it is we are— But I love her enough to know that it's at least worth a fucking conversation and that she wouldn't do this to me. Hiding it from me just because— ❞

It's almost like thinking of the word love and Erin within the same mental conversation caused her to spawn. If Derek could count the times that it happened, he'd be a billionaire by now. Yet, you'd think otherwise, with the look he had on his face. The blonde walking in on Derek standing in the middle of the room with his apartment an utter disaster, garbage strewn all over the floor, some pieces moved in a corner in case of it possibly being a pregnancy test, and the hot tears still pouring down his face. Derek, a man of little words and few expression could only muster the simple question. ❝ Where did you put the test, Erin ? ❞

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Who is the little spoon? Derek is the little spoon without a doubt

Who sings in the shower? Erin is definitely the one who sings in the shower. Derek can play a few instruments, but he doesn’t like to sing

Who plays pranks on the other? Erin tries to prank him often which he sees through. He likes to act like it pisses him off even though it never does

Who is the one who listens to pop music? Erin 100%

Who brings the other a random cup of joe? Derek has her order memorized from every shop and also how she likes to make it at home. He does it more, but she will get him coffee on occassion. She usually tells him to actually NOT drink as much coffee as he does because she thinks he drinks too much

Who picks the cheesy movies for date night? I feel like Derek defaults to letting Erin pick movies because he isn’t exposed to a lot of stuff. She’s still probably in the 1980s-1990s movie wise and they’re working their way up to Tangled slowly. He probably JUST started watching spongebob lol

Who is more likely to feed the other in public? Erin tries to feed Derek because he hardly eats. He’s getting better at it though.

Who gives the other random little compliments? They weirdly flirt with each other so it’s always half-digs more than compliments

Who is always stealing food from the other’s plate? Erin steals from Derek’s plate when it comes to fries, but he orders a larger size so it’s not really stealing. He’s used to her antics when it comes to fries though

Who is more likely to let the other borrow their car? Erin more than Derek. He’s really in love with his car so he probably wouldn’t let her borrow it (sorry Erin)

Who makes the list before they go grocery shopping? Derek is the list maker for sure

Who makes sure the other takes their meds when sick? I think they’re both good on that cause Derek for sure takes his meds regularly and I feel like Erin is good with that too. They’re both good at taking care of each other in that regard. He wouldn’t hesitate to help her and vice versa

Who watches sports and has to teach the other the rules? Tbh I think that no one has to really learn. Erin definitely knows a lot more than she lets on and I wouldn’t be surprised if she taught a thing or two to Derek

Who pulls the other to their feet for a dance in the living room? Erin is pulling him. Derek is a reluctant dancer, but he’s actually not half bad

Who has to keep reminding the other to hurry or they’ll be late? Derek TOTALLY nags Erin because he likes to show up a bit early

Who is the one most likely to get a tattoo with the other’s name? I don’t think either of them will get a name. Derek does have a few tats and he may get one dedicated to her, but not a name. I don’t think Erin would get anyone’s name tatted on her either. Maybe they’d both get matching or pair tattoos. He’d have to be kinda drunk to do that though because he has a lot of tattoos and sworn them off for a bit.

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❝ Who the fuck is Flynn Ryder? ❞ he asked curiously. Derek couldn’t believe that he was entertaining the idea of wearing matching costumes with Erin. Looking up the plot, he saw that it was a Disney romance movie.  ❝ Woah, they get married at the end of this movie. Why are we going to dress up as a couple? We’re not dating, Erin, and no one is going to believe we’re just friend if we go as them. ❞   // a campy starter for @decadentias​

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The gig was finally up. Somehow, on Everleigh’s quest to find out the mole, she managed to dig up the fact that Ash was hidden in plain sight. It was partially his own fault. Derek had gotten lazy. He had always been careful to keep the whereabouts of Ash hidden, but the lack of interest over the past five years made it seem that Everleigh didn’t care anymore. She very much did. She not only dragged Ash back into the now hellscape that is the manor. She got a bunch of the rather tough looking Gen Three’s to dish out his punishment. There was about ten of them who took turns attacking him until he was left unconscious. He was left with an inch of his life, and if it wasn’t for some brunette nurse who stumbled upon him in the basement, Derek didn’t think that he’d be living. She managed to drag him to a hospital that the manor wouldn’t touch, but one that wouldn’t necessarily look any further than an attempted mugging. 

Erin was, surprisingly, the first person on his mind that he managed to text his location. The staff was surprised to find he had a name given there were no emergency contacts, and it was rare for someone to remember such a detail after the trauma of a mini coma. The idea of her was foggy, but the name was swarming in his brain for some reason. He had a feeling that her presence would begin to jog some of his memory. The hospital explained that temporary amnesia was expected with the type of beating he received. It would mainly block the moments leading up to the trauma, and he was hanging out with her the day before. The male also managed to shoot a text to the emergency check-in group chat which managed to get no reply. Where did everyone go? What was going on? All he wanted to know is what happened to him, and he hoped that the blonde could help him retrace his steps. ❝ Erin? ❞ he attempted to sit up before the vertigo caused him to grip his head and lay back down.  ❝ Is that you?! ❞ // @decadentias

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The Halloween party didn’t end up being as bad as he initially thought it would. Derek didn’t feel embarrassed by his costume choice like expected, the snacks were good and the food was even better. The interesting part was that Erin wasn’t attached to his hip the entire time like expected. The male sat on the wall like it was a hobby with a cup in his hand while he watched Tinkerbell have the time of her life dancing. He didn’t mind since he wasn’t exactly sober. When the music changed to something that bore him, he decided it’d be the best time to smoke a blunt outside. It was interesting. Ever since he got out of his coma, the male found himself able to get loose more than he ever had before. His brief life-or-death moment made him appreciate the little things. Leaning against the wall of the building as he let himself tune out. He didn’t even realize how long he’d been outside until he checked his watch. Derek figured he’d probably should go back inside to check on Erin since she was probably looking for him, right? It turned out that she was quite preoccupied with someone else. Derek was glad that there was enough distance between them that she didn’t seem to notice his stare. Eying the other male down with a bit of a laugh. He could’ve sworn he’d never seen a girl with such a strong type from head to toe. He wasn’t that much of a looker, but it was funny that she happened to surround herself with guys that kind of looked like him. Derek didn’t want to think about why he began comparing himself to the guy she was making out with. He didn’t want to think about how it was beginning to feel weird to him. It’s not like he would cockblock her in any way. She was clearly having fun, and it would be wrong of him to ruin the moment. So instead of making a scene he went to grab another treat before going back outside to smoke.

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Anger is an emotion that Derek saved for rare occasions. Having his usual grump demeanor differed greatly from the energy he had now, he was livid. He could understand Erin being hesitant to tell him, or even waiting to go to the doctors to confirm things. But lying to his face like this? Pretending she didn’t know what the hell he was talking about? Derek held the crushed up pregnancy test box that he found in the trash. ❝ Don’t you dare fucking act like I was born yesterday. Where did you put the test? Did you throw it out somewhere else? ❞ He had already discussed his concerns with Ash about how she’s been recently. He knew there was a high probability of Erin being pregnant, but the test happened to be the cherry on top, giving him enough proof to come clean about his suspicious. ❝ You know, it doesn’t matter— - You have two options. You can either be honest with me and tell me the truth. Or, we can do this the hard way. I’ll order a test right now and I’ll force you to take it in front of me— How do you want to do this. ❞ Derek hasn’t shown this level of aggression with Erin since they first meet. The topic of children happened to be a sensitive topic for him. He never thought he’d have the opportunity to be a father so the fact that he could potentially be one stirred emotions that he didn’t know existed inside of him.

THIS LIGHT-HEARTED MOMENT BETWEEN THEM was rare. Erin knew that there were matters bothering Derek that he never spoke about. She didn't ask him about it. All she could do was be there for him and do her best to lift his spirits. Seeing how carefree he was, even for a brief moment, was a little win for her. "You don't know what a smut novel is?" She scoffed, looking at him incredulously. "Basically, it means s𝖊xual materials. Er𝖔tic stuff, you know," she explained. "I'll have to make you read some one of these days." She elbowed him teasingly. "Yes, an exaggeration. Gosh, I'm not a nymphomaniac, Derek. You make it sound like I am." She was only pulling at his leg with her denial. She was well-aware of her hypers𝖊xual tendencies around him. It had been intense lately. Almost as if her neediness multiplied tenfold. She didn't want to admit it but her actions reflected it. She snuggled into him, resting her head on his chest. "Hm, for everything." She couldn't specify but it was true. Things were better for her now. The man holding her played a huge part in it. "It's been a year."

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Chuckling at her reaction to everything. It had been a while since Derek had been this expressive and happy around anyone. The Manor ending casted a dark shadow on him, but maybe this trip would give him what he needed to screw his head back on straight. To help lift him out of the fog that he's been masking with sex for the past few weeks. Furrowing his brow, a puzzled look clear on his face, ❝ What the hell is a smut novel? ❞ Maybe that's something that he shouldn't have asked, but the idea of being horny over food completely lost him. Derek could be naive for a man who had some pretty rauchy kinks of his own. Erin's denial of how active they were almost caused him to deadpan. ❝ An exaggeration? Really? ❞ He wasn't complaining about it. He was just pointing out that they had crossed friendship level ages ago. It's interesting how their dynamic had turned into. They went from strangers to practically married in such a short time. Derek's feelings for her were evident even if he was in denial about it. He loved Erin, it was clear, in moments like this when he held her with all the love he had in his chest. Maybe something soon would awaken him to say the silent words aloud.❝ Thankful for what? ❞ he asked. Wondering if she was thinking the same thing he was.

"OH, YOU TOTALLY LEARNED FROM the best." Erin placed her hand on her chest dramatically. It was nice to see Derek in a playful state like this. She was darn proud of being able to draw out this side of him. Hearing him talk about food like that almost had her salivating, especially with her enormous appetite lately. "Oh my God! That's hella descriptive. It's almost like reading a smut novel except it's food. Makes me so damn horny for food. You're really doing a great job at tempting me with a good time here!" She guffawed, nudging him playfully. "Every single day? That's an exaggeration. It's not a lot. I don't think you hate it though," she teased. She knew that the amount of sex they had was a lot. She completely lost count of the times they had done it. Ever since they had crossed the line, they had been insatiable in the bedroom. At least, on her end. "Hm, right." There was never a dull moment with Derek, even during their moments of silence. She was a talkative person who hated silence because of the awkwardness. But with Derek, it was comfortable. The feeling of his arms around her had her melting into him. Her heart filled with joy. She was used to being alone, and she was fine with it. She never thought that having someone–—her ride or die–—would be this wonderful. "Hm, I see. Makes sense. I am a Goddess. You can pray to me," she joked. "I'm thankful too, you know," she added seriously as an afterthought. // @thewcllingtons

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❝ You were going to say that I'm not a party pooper and I know how to have a good time, ❞ he joked before he pinched her nose. ❝ Oh yeah I can. I can eat with my eyes. It's a cool trick that I've learned over the past few years, it's fun. ❞ Derek always liked to make it a big deal because he secretly liked when she would feed him sometimes. He didn't know why. And no, he would never say it outloud either. Erin calling him a pogo stick had him burst out into laughter,❝ You know, sometimes I think I am one the way that you're jumping on me all the time. ❞ The lack of sleep had to be making him cheeky, surely, at least that's what he liked to tell himself. ❝ I don't know. Maybe he got kicked into another universe when you pushed him off of the bed this morning. ❞ He reminded her before pulling her closer to him,❝ Okay... That's fine. ❞ Derek already finished his own ice cream. Zoning out while he looked into the sky. This was nice, and he's glad that he could spend these moments with Erin. That was his thought process when he just randomly said, ❝ Thank you, ❞ he meant to say thank you for this moment. // @decadentias

"TAKE A GUESS," ERIN TEASED, waggling her brows at him. "You know what? I honestly forgot what I was going to say. You're just going to have to make something up to fill in the blanks." She scrunched her nose at him. "What does that mean? You can't eat vicariously through me. That doesn't count as an actual meal!" She made it a habit to ensure that he'd eat properly. Even though he claimed to be the type who could run solely on caffeine, she still made sure he was well-fed. "We're not short on money to save on meals. You're also a tall guy. Can't have you looking like a pogo stick." She rolled her eyes. The flirtatious remark had her arch her brow. It was unlike him to be this playful, though she enjoyed seeing this side. "Who are you and what have you done to my Derek?!" she exclaimed with a dramatic gasp. "Maybe later. I wanna finish this ice cream. My craving for cheese will pass but I still want to go through your plan." // @thewcllingtons

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❝ I was?! C'mon, don't leave me hanging. ❞ Derek isn't sure where this light-hardedness came from all of a suddent. It must've been his lack of sleep that kept him in this haze. Surely, since the only time he felt comfortable enough to drop is shoulders is when he was a bit intoxicated. Does being intoxicated on ice cream count? He thought before shaking off the idea. It is too early to begin trying to process life. ❝ For myself... I'll make sure you get something to eat. ❞ There is a high chance that she's end up trying to feed him anyways. ❝ You know how I am. This has already made me full for the day. ❞ Derek didn't need to run on food for energy. That's what spite was for. Hearing her words made him grin before throwing a cheeky little flirt,❝ Rubbing off in more ways than one, I guess. ❞ Hearing about her adventures before him always seemed to amuse him. It's almost as i he could visualize her running around the country trying to stay out of trouble. ❝ So we're going back for the cheese? ❞ //@decadentias

"THIS IS THE ONE TIME you were game for something. It's situational. But most of the time, you were. . ." Erin trailed off, leaving the sentence in the air teasingly. A grin tugging at her lips. Not that Erin ever minded Derek's protests. She always found a way to manipulate him or get him to say yes to her caprices. It never stopped her even when he expressed how he was against it. "Good enough to skip breakfast? Skip breakfast? Did you hear yourself?!" the blonde exclaimed dramatically. She had always eaten her breakfast religiously. She was a big eater, and her servings only doubled recently. She had a lot of odd cravings lately. "No one is skipping breakfast today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or ever." She continued to dig into her ice cream. "Didn't know you could be this mischievous, but I enjoy seeing this side. I must be rubbing off on you." She chuckled. "Yeah, I've been there before. We had some law enforcers on our tail, so we had to cool off and move away for a bit. But yes, they do have a cheese ice cream. It doesn't taste that bad. It's a combo of salty and sweet. Talking about it just intensifies my cravings." // @thewcllingtons

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❝ Good and I better be... ❞ He almost wanted to say the word bestie in response, but it also felt wrong whenever he said it. It still meant the world to him hearing that he hadn't been in competition with anyone. Derek knew that Erin could have anyone. Why she'd setlle for his depressed ass, he isn't sure, but it didn't mean he didn't try. He enveloped her in every facet of his life at this point. She had a toothbrush at his place, a drawer full of clothes, knew his netflix password and he even gave her a key. Erin is his girlfriend. He just didn't ask the big question... Yet. ❝ Yeah? I mean, what else are we supposed to do. It's too hot to sleep and now I'm too awake to try to go to bed again.❞ Ice cream might do the trick. Derek joined her up front and drove them over to the nearest gas station. After arguing over what pint they'd share, he decided that it was dumb considering they couldeach get their own. Once they picked out their flavor, Derek drove over to that lake he promised her so that they could cool off. ❝ You feel better now? // @decadentias

"SEB IS NOT A THREAT to your spot. You'll always be my number one bestie, Der-bear," Erin teased, playfully chucking him under the chin. It wasn't just bullshit to lighten the mood. She meant what she said. Derek was the number one person in her life. The level of vulnerability and affection she had with him was beyond what she gave to anyone else. She was deeply committed to whatever this was. He was her home. Her safe place. It was all new and unfamiliar to her, but she welcomed it. "Really? You're going along with my plan?" She perked up, eyes twinkling in excitement. "Okay, let's go!" Doing as told, she sat excitedly on the passenger seat and waited for him to follow suit. // @thewcllingtons

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❝ Yeah... He can be a bit annoying some times, ❞ he murmurred. Derek couldn't even explain why he hated Sebastain. It probably came from some jealousy that had been burried within him. The same jeaousy that sparked itself when he saw her kissing someone else at the Halloween party. Knowing that the pair had a thing in the past, the last thing he wanted is to see that door opening up again. They might not be official, but he considered Erin his girlfriend. No one was supposed to be there for her in that way except for him. ❝ Alright. Get in the passenger's seat. I think we could enjoy it, I saw a little lake nearby that might be nice to eat at. ❞ — // @decadentias

ERIN WAS ONLY POKING FUN at Derek when she brought up Sebastian's name. She knew the petty rivalry between the two, which baffled her up to this day. The two were polar opposites. Part of her thought that they'd get along but she was wrong. Sebastian was a part of her life. He used to be her best friend. Though the depth of their relationship paled in comparison to what she had with Derek. She sensed a shift in his tone. Knowing him well, she could read the slight changes in his voice and expression. "Well, he's obnoxious. He also steals my thunder, which is annoying," she remarked, attempting to lighten the mood. "I know. I agreed to get the ice cream from the gas station, but I'm suggesting for us to sit down somewhere nice to eat it." // @thewcllingtons