Stiles/Derek

Stiles stared out the window to his algebra class as he was in deep thought. Thinking of how to confirm that Danny indeed thought stiles was attractive when the back of his seat was abruptly kicked. He jolted from the action almost falling out of his seat as he swiftly twisted in his seat to face his assaulter. He found himself looking at Scott whose face was completely absorbed by a wide, energetic grin. "What're you grinning about?" stiles questioned as he stared at Scott with a delighted grin at the happiness that finally found his friend after Scott's weekend of depression from days without Allison. He started to smile a little as well. "Tonight's the big night with Allison". Scott said with a grin still plastered to his face. Of course it has to do with Allison. Stiles thought to himself as his faint smile became even fainter. "Soo….. What are you going to do?"

"Geez…. I don't know. Take her somewhere romantic, maybe? I don't know!"

"Scott, chill…"

"What do I do?"

Stiles felt somehow superior in the situation as he looked at the confusion and uncertainty on his friends face. He began to think of a plan that would benefit his friend and his 'big night'. He quickly licked his lips, preparing himself to express his idea to Scott and started to speak. "I got it… it's going to sound stupid but just listen, OK?"

Scott stared at him with wary eyes as he nodded his head. "OK, listen. I think you should avoid Allison all day to make her think Th—". Before he could finish explaining his idea, he was rudely interrupted by Scott's overly exaggerated sigh.

"Look stiles I appreciate your help, but I think I should handle this by myself."

Scott started to get up from his seat and walk towards the door as the bell began to ring. Stiles looked over at Scott who had already passed the doorway and made it into the hallway.Sorry for trying to help. Stiles thought as he began to walk out of the classroom as well. He made his way to his car only 2 feet away. As he continued to walk he slipped his hand into his pocket to retrieve his keys. As he pulled them out he lost his grip on them, sending them to the ground. The boy bent over in a second attempt to gather his keys in his hand, when he felt a cold chill run down his spine. He quickly stood up, looking around but not quite sure what he was looking for. He looked around one last time, before shrugging if off and continuing to his car. He plopped himself into the driver's seat while situating his backpack next to him. The sound off the engine starting as the key turned in the ignition relieved Stiles. Thank you for starting. This was referring to the fact that just last week he found himself on the side of the highway with a broke down car, calling Scott for the last 5 minutes, but sadly being sent straight to voice mail. In a last attempt in contacting someone before being forced to walk he called Derek. Now keep in mind that Stiles did not want to call his enemy but was forced to. As he pushed the call button to Derek's number he felt a chill go down his back, as if it decided to retreat before the line on the other end picked up.

"What?" said the older man on the other end of the line in an irritated tone.

"Hey…Derek…." Said an unsure stiles.

"What. Do. You. Want."

"I was wondering…if you could pick me up. Cause I'm kinda stranded on the highway and Scott isn't picking up his phone, probably because he's with Allison and doesn't care enough for his buddy to take his lips of her long enough to come rescue me…..not that I'm jealous or anything…"

"….."

"OK. I guess that's a no I mean it's not like I can't walk or anything but what if I get kidnapped or worse end up on the side of a ditch somewhere…you'll have to live with that for the rest of your life so will Scott and heck—" stiles found himself being cut off by a low growl on the other end of the line.

"Stiles." Derek said in a low growl.

"yeah?"

"Shut up and just tell me where you are."

"OK…. I'm on…I77? I think"

"you think or you know?"

"I…know"

Stiles waited a few seconds when he heard a sigh on the other end.

"Alright I'll be there soon hang on."

Stiles was surprised. He always saw Derek as the type to throw you against hard objects and threaten to rip your throat with his teeth. But Stiles saw him in a different light now. He now saw Derek as a grumpy wolf with a hidden sweet side. Stiles was determined to make this most funny side of Derek to come out more no matter what it took.

Shaking off the memory with a grin stiles continued to make his way out of the School parking lot.

He walked into the empty house not even bothering to announce his presence knowing well his dad was still working and would be late. He made his way up to his room closing the door behind him. Immediately sitting down at his desk, turning on his laptop and beginning to Google more about werewolves.

An hour later he dropped himself onto the bed, sighing in disappointment from the little information he got.

"so much for that…" Stiles said to himself.

He rolled over on his side rubbing his hand through his short, buzzed cut hair. A thought of how Scott was doing with Allison suddenly crossed through his mind.

He sat up, reaching for his phone when he stopped midway. I better not… He thought to himself. Falling back into the mattress with a more deep sigh he began to close his eyes. Slowly falling into a most pleasant sleep.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

Stiles found himself waking up to this unpleasant noise coming from his window. He let out a low moan from the idea of who it was at the window. The young boy rolled over on his side facing the window, when another loud bang came almost sending stiles to the floor. Stiles slowly came to an upright position wiping the sleep from his eyes.

With a sigh stiles got up slowly walking to the window, peering through it to make sure it wasn't some wild beast ready to have stiles for dinner. Stiles groaned once more as he began to unlatch the window. The window came shooting up with a leg already reaching into stiles room. The sudden movement caused stiles to trip backwards into his dresser.

He regained his posture while taking in the tall, dark figure standing before him. Derek -freakin- Hale everybody! Stiles thought to himself as he stared straight into Derek eyes.

"What do you want?" Stiles said failing to make the irritation present in his voice. Instead it came out unpleasantly high. which made stiles upset because he didn't even know why his voice was getting that high.

"..."

Nothing. He just stood there looking at Stiles with such intensity Stiles almost thought that Derek was a cut out or something. After a good 2 minutes Stiles began to squirm under Derek's gaze.

"OK. if your just going to stand there I guess you can take the role as my coat hanger". He flailed his arms out either side of his body to give his statement more emphasize.

Derek continued to stare at stiles. Only giving a hint of expression on his face as he began to open his mouth only to quickly close it shut.

"OK. I guess you are totally up for the idea then..." stiles hung on the words looking at Derek with an expression that suggested he was expecting an answer he was sure he wasn't going to get. With a sigh he continued on with his rant. "look I'm not sure whats up with you. But this whole standing here staring at me like you wanna do more than rip my throat out with your teeth thing is starting to creep me out... soo if you could..."

Before Stiles could even finish his sentence he found himself being cut off by a pair of soft but rough lips clashing against his own. what the fuck!This thought and many more were running through Stiles mind as Derek continued to keep lip contact.