Hello and welcome to my world! :D

This is an AU-story where the whole pack is in college and Derek is their Alpha, who still lives in Beacon Hills.

Allison is alive in this story –duh- because nothing else is an option, damn it. Erica and Boyd is also so very much alive in this, because reasons. They belong in Derek's pack and so be it. Alright? I'm so happy you agree with me :p

Alright, without further ado; Enjoy!

P.S I do not own Teen Wolf or its characters. I just like to write what could be.. should be.

Summary:

With a pack consisting of Erica, Boyd, Isaac, Allison, Lydia, Jackson, Scott, Stiles and Derek protecting Beacon Hills, things has simmered down somewhat. At least in the supernatural sense. Deaton had, after giving Stiles a few pointers, helped calming the Nemeton, who had drawn the supernatural to the town.

So with the town relatively safe, some of the pack-members deemed it safe to go off to college. With Derek as the leading Alpha, Scott was free to leave for veterinarian-school (without the feeling of being pressured into being an alpha. Being a True Alpha and all)

Lydia and Jackson went to different colleges than the rest, but they still kept in touch with their pack.

Chapter 1

Both Stiles and Scott lived in the same building and even if they attended two very different schedules they managed to spend a lot of time together. At least Thursdays and during the weekends.

Erica and Isaac lived nearby as well, and often ended up dragging Boyd with them, to hang out with the rest of the pack. Being with pack was always good, even if Boyd never said so. They all just knew.

Because they all felt like that. Hanging out together made them relax and function better, even with their Alpha living away from them.

Even if Boyd lived off campus, he spent more nights with Erica than not, so they all got together either to study or to have awesome movie-nights (Stiles' words) including a lot of popcorn and Twizzlers. Isaac loved Twizzlers to the extent that the rest of them had started bringing it without really knowing why. But no one stopped bringing them, even if most of it got eaten by the blond werewolf.

Scott, being the overgrown puppy that he was, barged into Stiles dormroom with a smile. "Hey, dude. Ready for- Hey, Lydia" he said, waving to the laptop where Stiles was sitting in front of. FaceTime was a glorious invention in Stiles' opinion, giving them the possibility to keep in touch with the rest of the pack that didn't go to the same college as the rest of them. Lydia, being the genius that she was, went to MiT while Jackson had chosen a college close to Lydia.

"Hi, Scott. Are you wearing a t-shirt with.. Stiles, is that-"

"Papa Smurf? Yes, yes it is" Stiles looked over at Scott, who just smiled in return. "I'm guessing it's the last of your clean clothes?"

Scott shrugged a bit embarrassed. "Yeah, but I like this shirt though"

"Allison kept you from doing laundry last night, didn't she?"

"Um, kind of..?"

Lydia snorted in an extremely un-lady like fashion. "You are unbelievable, Scott. I know she's lovely and all, but you cannot walk around in that shirt"

Scott frowned. "Why not? I like the Smurfs" A dopey grin came over him. "Allison said it was cute"

Stiles gave Lydia a look. "Of course she did." Lydia lifted a brow, showing them just how done she was with the choice of clothing. "We gotta run, Lyds. We'll talk later? Give Jackson a punch from me, will you?" Stiles said, grinning as they said their goodbyes.

"Where's Allison now, by the way?" Stiles asked as they made their way to the gym. He hated the gym with passion, but knowing it would be wise to keep in shape regarding, you know, running from danger and eventually deadly mauling by whatever supernatural, he kept up with it. And it also helped with his never ending source of energy, do to his ADHD.

"She's taking a night-class or something. Writers class, I think she said"

"Awesome, she any good?"

Scott shrugged. "I don't know, she won't let me read any of the things she's been writing" The pout was real, but Stiles just rolled his eyes part amused part fed up by Scott's infatuation with Allison. He loved them both to death, but Scott's puppy-love for her sometimes took things to queasy heights.

"Come on, man. Let's show those weights who's the boss" Stiles said, slinging an arm over Scott's shoulders.

-o-

Later, after a shower, Stiles came out of the small bathroom attached to his room and almost stumbled back a step or two. "Holy shit, dude! You got to stop doing that! I will die of cardiac arrest one of these days, I swear, man-"

"Stiles"

"Derek"

"Stiles"

"Derek"

Said man clenched his jaws and got up from Stiles' chair. "Stiles"

Stiles ran a hand through his now longer hair and raised his brows. "Wow, this has been extremely enlightening on why you're here and we can now say, with a 100 % certainty that we both know who the other one is so- And how did you get in here? I locked the door and I haven't been that long in the shower and there's no way you could have come in through my window because I'm on the third floor and-"

"Where's Scott and the rest?"

"Oh my God, you totally climbed through my window, didn't you? What if someone saw you, dude? That demands some hardcore explanations on my side tomorrow and-" He got cut off with a low growl, but could see the tips of Derek's ears turn slightly pink, so that made it likely that he had actually climbed the friggin wall to get in here.

His Alpha was insane. Also, he still held a disturbingly big aversion for doors, even after all these years of Stiles trying to train him to use doors like a normal person.

A glare from the older man made Stiles actually answer his question. "They are probably in their dorms, sleeping or something, seeing how it's late at night and classes starts at the ass-crack of dawn so-" He trailed off, taking a closer look to the Alpha. "What's up, dude?"

"Don't call me dude"

"Well, then- what's up, Sourwolf?"

Derek rolled his eyes, but went to sit on the bed looking at Stiles. "It's a full-moon in a few days"

Like that explained everything. But to Stiles it actually did.

It meant that their Alpha had come to check up on them, to see if they were ready for the first full moon away from home.

Stiles found a shirt and some sweatpants and pulled them on before sitting down beside a tense Derek. "It is. You wanna call them now or wait until tomorrow? I don't have that much room here, but I think I have a sleeping-bag someplace here or something"

A look from Derek made him re-think. "Alright, no sleeping-bag then. I guess you could share my bed. I mean, I'm not sleeping on the floor either, dude. Even if you are the Alpha, I still need my beauty-sleep for tomorrows classes"

Derek snorted.

"Hey, guys need beauty-sleep as well, you know" Stiles grinned and handed Derek a bottle of water as he got one for himself as well. The miniature fridge he had in his room didn't have any actual food, just energy-drinks and bottles of water, but it was awesome to have something cold to drink when he was doing his home-work so it was totally worth the money.

"When did you get here anyway?" he asked, as he found another blanket in the small closet next to the fridge.

"Just now"

"When did you leave Beacon Hills? I mean, it's a long drive and-" The embarrassed look on Derek's face made him smile. "You missed us, didn't you?"

A raised brow.

"You did, and I know it. Just admit it, we're awesome to be around"

Derek rolled his eyes harder this time, but didn't deny it so Stiles took it for a win. "Alright, I'm beat and I don't know about you, but I would really like to get some z's now."

Derek got up and together they made the blankets and extra pillow fit on the small queen-sized bed before brushing teeth and climbing into bed.

It wasn't like they hadn't spent some of their nights back home in what Stiles' liked to think of as puppy-piles after a movie-night, but he hadn't really shared a bed with the Alpha before. But, you know, he didn't complain.

"Is this weird?" he said after they had found a way to share the bed without touching each other. "This is weird, isn't it? I mean, I don't have a problem with it but, you know, even though we are pack now and you don't outright hate me anymore, I still think this is a new level of.. pack-bonding? Between dudes?"

Derek tensed beside him and Stiles wished he could have kept his mouth shut.

"Me and Laura used to share a bed sometimes. When we were younger." Derek never talked about his sister. Or his family. Well, almost never. But when he did, Stiles always listened, knew how hard it was to open up about something that still hurt. "It's a pack thing. Making us feel.. safer. More.. in tune." A beat later Derek turned his head towards Stiles. "I could leave, if you want to. Ask Scott to-"

"No no. This is fine. He's probably asleep now anyway. Or with Allison"

Derek snorted but relaxed his posture. "Better not disturb them then"

"Better not" Stiles looked over to where Derek was lying on his back, eyes on the ceiling. "Goodnight, Derek"

"'Night, Stiles"

-o-

After waking up and getting over the mortification that he was more or less lying on top of the Alpha, Stiles silently climber over said Alpha and changed into his clothes before starting up his laptop. After a short trip to the bathroom, he checked his phone and jumped in his chair as he felt eyes on the back of his head. Turning his head, he met the green eyes of a sleepy and totally adorable Derek, who looked at him in confusion. "When did you wake up?"

"Oh, just a few minutes ago. Checking to see if my professor has posted today's notes" he said, gesturing towards the laptop.

Derek sat up the edge of the bed, scratching his cheek. "I didn't notice you got up"

Stiles frowned. "Sorry?"

Derek shrugged and walked over to the bathroom. "Don't be. I just.. didn't think I would sleep so deep. You know, new place and all"

"Oh"

Derek closed the door and Stiles shrugged. Weird. Maybe he could go get some coffee for them before they had to head out?

"Hey, Derek? I'm getting some coffee, you want some?"

"Sure" came the reply and he found some coins in his pocket and went downstairs and got two cups from the crappy coffee-machine. Better than no coffee, but still; it didn't taste that good.

When he came back to his room, Derek was on the phone with something that sounded like Isaac, from the tone in Derek's voice. He handed Derek the second cup before getting the books he needed for today. Hearing Derek ask where to meet, Stiles looked at the other man. Had he used Stiles' hair vax? He shrugged, it wasn't a problem really.

"By the fountain?" he heard Derek ask as he looked at Stiles who gave a thumbs up. It was on his way to his class anyway.

"Alright, meet you there in 10" Derek hung up and took a sip of his cup.

Stiles looked at the notes his professor had posted and moaned at today's lecture. "This is going to be a long day"

Derek looked over his shoulder with a frown. "Doesn't look so boring"

"No, but there's just something about this professor that gives me the creeps, man. His way of teaching is awesome, he's funny and is not bad to look at, but it's just something about this guy." He scratched the back of his head. "I dunno, he's just.. Something about him is off, somehow." Shrugging, he got up and Derek stepped back to give him room.

"You want me to come with you? To check him out"

"Like smell him, you mean?" Stiles grinned while Derek glared in answer.

-o-

After meeting up with the rest of the pack, having what Stiles silently called sniff and mark, Derek went with Stiles to his class.

Seeing Derek sitting beside him along with the rest of the students, made Stiles wonder how Derek had been when he was in New York. Living with Laura and going to the university over there.

Derek raised a brow. "What?"

"Nothing. Just picturing you going to classes in New York"

Derek tensed and Stiles immediately regretting opening his mouth. "Sorry, dude. I didn't mean to-"

"Stiles. It's alright" He took a deep breath before unclenching his hands that was resting on his thighs. "It was a lot like this, actually. A bit bigger, but much the same, you know. Laura always said it would be a good experience getting used to bigger crowds. Blending in and living a normal life."

Stiles, being a little surprised over how much Derek was willing to open up, he just nodded and exchanged a look with Derek, letting him know he appreciated the way Derek seemed to trust him with this.

The professor walked into the room and Derek's head immediately whipped around to him, leaning a bit forward.

"What? What do you smell?" Stiles leaned closer to Derek, resting his hand on Derek's arm. "He's not human is he?"

Derek turned back to Stiles, lowering his eyes that glowed red. "No. He's definitely not human."

-o-