I'm gonna say this takes place after season 2. Erica and Boyd never ran away and no Alpha pack.
Stiles sighed, leaning back in his chair. He rotated the seat till he was facing Scott who was sitting on the bed reading his history textbook. The boy looked up at his friend questioningly.
"Something wrong?" Scott asked concerned.
"Huh? Oh, nothing," Stiles sighed again, looking very glum. Scott closed his book and stared directly at the other teen.
"Stiles, you're a terrible liar, now spill." Stiles was about to protest before he remembered their promise.
The two had known each other long enough that they'd promised, when they were kids, to be their for each other. They both knew that when one of them needed help, comfort or just to get something off of his chest they could come to each other. That's how it was when Scott's parents were getting a divorce and when Stiles' mom had died. It was a sanctuary in the chaos.
"Yeah, okay," Stiles said, gathering his thoughts. Scott waited patiently for his friend to begin, eager to hear what had been troubling Stiles. "You know what the worst part about being a hopeless romantic is?" Scott, well aware of his friends romantic woes, raised an eyebrow to the question. Stiles didn't notice and continued on with his thought.
"When you don't have someone to be romantic with." Scott shook his head taking in Stiles' words "And I don't mean like sex and stuff. I mean like someone to send love texts to, and holds hands with. Someone who I can watch movies with, who needs and loves me as much as I them. You know? Someone who appreciates the little things while also loving the big things." Stiles ran his hand through his hair and looked at his best friend, waiting for a reply. Scott knew Stiles was lonely but he didn't know it was to this extent.
"Don't worry buddy. You'll find the right girl soon enough." Scott offered his sentiment, not knowing what else to say.
"There's something else..." Scott looked at him, confused. "I'm not looking for her...because," Stiles struggled to get his words out "because I already found him..." Scott stared at his friend.
"Oh..." he said flatly "OH! Oh, okay." Scott said, Stiles' words clicking together. "That's great! Who is it? Do I know him?" Scott was excited for his friend.
"Yeah, actually, you do. But the thing is, he doesn't like me..." Stiles looked down, his heart beating loudly in his chest.
"Who? Why not?" Stiles thought about whether or not he should tell Scott. He decided that he'd already come this far, no use holding back now.
"Well Scott," Stiles let out a nervous laugh. "it's...uh...it's Derek."
Scott stared at his friend waiting for him to say he was joking. No such luck. The werewolf stood. Then sat, the stood again and started pacing. Stiles followed him with his eyes waiting for any sign of anger but Scott's face was blank. After five minutes Scott finally stopped pacing. He turned to Stiles.
"How? When? I thought you hated the guy!?" Stiles felt bad for Scott. This was a lot to take in at one time. He was, however, happy that Scott hadn't wolfed out and broken something.
"I thought so too but I guess not. It just sort of happened. One minute the guy is scaring the crap out of me and the next I can't get him out of my head." Stiles looked as confused as Scott did at the moment. "Thinking about it now I would probably say I noticed my feelings for him that night we were trapped in the pool by the Kanima." Scott was nodding his head, listening to every word Stiles spoke. He didn't say a word and Stiles was afraid he'd made a mistake.
"Okay," Scott said, looking determined. "If you want Derek Hale, we'll get you Derek Hale! But we're gonna need a little help," Scott said pulling out his phone.
Stiles didn't like the sound of that, and he really didn't like the look on Scott's face. His mouth hung wide open and he was at a loss for words. A rare occurrence in his life. Stiles tried to protest but Scott said he already had a plan. The teen groaned, regretting his decision to tell Scott.
Scott typed furiously on his phone quickly alerting those he would need for his plan. If his friend liked Derek then by golly it was his job to do something about it.
"It's my job as your best friend," Scott said cheerfully. Stiles threw his hands up in defeat. Seeing that arguing was useless. "You'll thank me later." he flashed a grin at Stiles.
"Doubt it."
I think this is mostly going to be fluff, with hints of some "mature" content but nothing explicit. Please review and tell me what you think! Love it? Hate it? Could care less either way? Let me know. Also if you have any idea on how Stiles could romance Derek or vice versa, share woth the rest of the class. It could be inspire me and I'll give you credit. :]