Derek Hale was jealous. There's just no way around it, Derek was jealous of Scott. Well, he wasn't jealous of Scott more like, he was jealous that Scott spent so much time with Stiles and he didn't. Derek sighed and crossed his arms over his chest, his glare boring into the back of Scott's head.

" Derek, you okay?" Erica asked quietly, her heart rate quickened by fear. He simply grunted in response and the young blonde took it as her cue to leave it alone.

" I hate Scott." He said simply. She looked at him, her eyes wide with surprise. Wait. What?! Why would he- Oh. Stiles. Her eyes softened when she realized what was actually going on.

" Talk to him."

" To Scott?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

" No, to Stiles, dummy." She retorted and looked at the best friends on the couch. Stiles leaning on Scott's chest as Scott rested in the corner of the couch, his back to Derek and Erica.

" He wouldn't care." Erica sighed and rolled her eyes.

" You'd be surprised." She replied as Derek went back to firing invisible lasers into the back of Scott's head.

" Stiles." He called, actually taking Erica's advice for once in his life.

" What's up, Sourwolf?" He replied looking over the couch at the Alpha.

" We need to talk outside." At this point the rest of the pack was paying full attention. " No listening." He warned, red bleeding into his irises. Stiles nodded, got up and walked to the door, Derek right behind him.

" What's going on? Is there another Kanima? Did the Hunters come back? Let me guess Gerard's not actually dead. Did he come back to life like Peter? Speaking of Peter, dude, he gives me the heeby jeebies. I mean every time I-" Derek put one hand on the small of his back and the other on his hip, pulling towards him. Stiles's lips were soft but, firm moving against his own as he buried his fingers into the older man's dark hair, a small groan escaping. Derek's chest rumbled in response and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss, his thumbs slipping into the teen's belt loops. " It's about damn time." Was the first thing Stiles said when they broke apart.

" What?"

" Really? You honestly thought I didn't noticed all the dirty looks you gave Scott when I sat with him or all the times you growled when I rode home with him and not you?" Derek blushed and suddenly noticed how interesting the dirty and half dead leaves on the ground were. " Are you blushing?" Derek looked up and was met with soft caramel eyes. A soft hand rested on the side of Dereks face and the taller male leaned into the simple touch. " We should go inside." A silent nod later the two were holding hands and walking into the large loft. As his new boyfriend leaned against him on the couch Derek Hale realized that he was no longer jealous because he the best boyfriend in the world all to himself.