So this is going to be a kind of rewrite/overhaul of my previous story Fleeting Moments. That story I kind of lost where I wanted to go with it so I came up with this instead. I think you all might like it. It's going to be told in various scenarios from different perspectives. It's going to be a Sterek fic but I've got a few curve-balls in mind. Hope you all enjoy!

The field had long been empty of any players from the lacrosse game. Stiles had decided to stay behind, enjoying the silence and open air. "I'm glad they patched things up." He spoke. "Scott's never been happier." His voice sounded strained. The pale youth let out a small sigh. A week or two after Jackson's transformation from reptilian mass murderer to fluffy the were-beast, Allison and Scott had embraced their love for each other again. Unfortunately for Stiles he saw less and less of his best friend.

"You're a good friend I guess." A voice responded from the shadows. Derek took a seat next to Stiles on the field, crossing his legs and turning his gaze to the sky. "He still loves you to you know."

Stiles scoffed. "I know that I just wish he'd show it more." He rolled his eyes at the alpha. "I bet you're happy now that you have your pack together. You guys can all turn fluffy and run around the woods attacking poor defenseless rabbits and other little woodland creatures." Stiles sounded bitter almost. Reluctantly Jackson had become an official member of the pack.

They didn't exclude him from pack activities but he still ended up feeling left out. "Stiles I'm glad I have my pack but they aren't always around." Derek muttered. He wasn't good at this comforting thing. He glanced over at the hyperactive boy and smiled a little. "You're kind of cute when you mope."

Stiles sat upright immediately. "Did you just say I'm cute?" His eyes filled with confusion as he stared over at Derek.

"I knew that would get your attention." The alpha smirked pulling Stiles into a hug. "Stiles I.." He trailed off unsure of what to say. He just knew he needed to make Stiles feel better.

For once in his life Stiles was rendered speechless. He slowly wrapped his arms around Derek feeling the muscles beneath his fingers. "Thank you Derek." He mumbled out, struggling to hold back his tears. He could feel the sting behind his eyes.

Derek held Stiles a little tighter a low growl hummed through his chest. He didn't know why but it felt right to be sitting on the lacrosse field holding Stiles in his arms. Stiles continued to cry silently his grip on Derek tightening with each breath. "I forget you guys can smell emotions." Stiles sniffed out. "It's been hard but I'm glad it's over and we can kind of go back to as normal as Beacon Hills can be."

Before Derek could respond he felt a cold spray of water hit his back. "Stiles the sprinklers!" He yelped, hopping to his feet with Stiles still in his arms. Stiles burst into laughter as Derek hauled them both from the field into the now empty locker room. "I kind of forgot those come on after a while." Stiles said between laughs, chuckling at Derek's wet form.

"Whenever I'm with you I always end up soaking wet this patterns needs to stop." Derek growled, snatching his gray Henley off squeezing the water from the shirt. Stiles' laughter died down as he took in Derek's shirtless physique. Not that Stile's hadn't seen the man before without a shirt he just never had the opportunity to really look at Derek.

"Stiles….STILES" Derek seethed glaring back at those large honey brown eyes. "What?" Stiles mumbled trying to compose himself. He almost drooled staring at Derek's wonderfully sculpted body. The younger boy turned away quickly trying to hide his blush. "I'm gonna take off these wet clothes and shower before I catch a cold." He said rising from the bench quickly, making his way over to his locker.

Stiles input his combination only to feel his body stiffen. "Derek what are you…" He trailed off feeling a pair of large hands on his shoulders. Stiles leaned into the touch instantly. He turned around slowly coming face to face with Derek. Stiles couldn't decipher the look the alpha was giving him. Derek's hands slid down to Stiles hips pulling him closer. "You never shut up." Derek whispered leaning in capturing Stiles' lips. Stiles' arms wrapped around Derek's neck slowly, deepening the kiss.

Derek slowly pulled back staring into Stiles' eyes. "Let's get out of these wet clothes and get you home."

And yeah that's done. I know it ends abruptly but I kind of want to leave it there. Keep yours eyes peeled for more.