"I just... I just don't understand why you stand there all day with the same look on your face. Know one knows what you're thinking, Derek!" Stiles says with a dumbfounded look on his face
"Maybe I don't have emotions to show, Stiles" Derek turned his head toward Stiles with an expressionless face
"Yes you do, Derek, everyone has emotions. Don't you feel anything about the alpha back? Even one single trace of fear?"
"I don't fear the alphas, I fear what they will do to my pack, all alphas fear for the pack."
"Obviously they don't fear for their packs, they killed everyone in their pack. What's so say you won't do the same. I mean, you seem as if you have no love within you."
"My love, Stiles, lies within my pack. They are what I think about, I worry for them, I protect them, I want them safe. If that's not love, then I don't know what is." Derek looks away "Why do you even care about my emotions, Stiles?"
"Um... I... I don't really care..." he says stuttering with an awkward shaky voice "I guess I just want to know if you consider me as part of your pack; are you worried for my safety too?"
"Right now, no." Derek says with disguised sarcasm
"I'm being serious. Are you worried about me?" Stiles asks Derek from the other side of the table, hoping to get the answer he wants
"Yes, Stiles. I worry about everyone's safety in this town. I don't want anyone hurt..." he turns to look at Stiles "and that includes you."
"So does that mean I'm part of the pack then? Even though I don't have superhuman powers?" having a sarcastic smile with a hinted feeling of happiness in his eyes
"If it makes you feel better, then yes, you're part of the pack." Derek said in a submissive manner, taking a breath, then looking back at the documents again
Stiles stood there observing Derek researching the papers. There was always something about Derek that sent a shock down his spine, though he'd never tell anyone. It's like he felt Derek was supposed to be in his life, but he wasn't sure why.
"Is there something you want, Stiles?" Derek asked, still looking at the papers
"Um... No, I just though I could help you figure out whatever your trying to find, I guess." he said with a positive voice, but had a feeling Derek didn't want him there
"Well you're not doing a very good job with researching by standing there like an idiot." He look up towards Stiles. Stiles started looking awkwardly around the room, avoiding eye contact. "Can you look at the school records to see if you find this person?" he points to a photo of someone
"Sure... where are the papers?" Stiles looks at the documents on the table, no identifying school records
"Upstairs, 3rd row, 5th shelf." Derek looked down again at the papers
Stiles walked up the spiral staircase. Each time he could see Derek all he could do is stare at him. He wasn't sure why he wanted to see him, he just knew all he could think about was Derek's face, and how enlightening it was to him, though Derek had only smiled twice are him.
At the top of the stairs, Stiles looked down the isles of shelves with thousands of books and binders on them. "Whoa... why..." Stiles asked
"Just shut up and get the records." Derek said without looking up
Stiles grabbed a binder and started heading back down the stairs, again looking at Derek every chance he could get.
"Do you see something you like?" Derek asked with a slight interested voice and paired with curiosity
"Whah... um... what are you talking about.." Stiles said in a shaky voice
"You stared at me whenever you had the change, so I was asking if you liked what you saw." Derek's face changed into a curious, set sarcastic form
"I... I di.. I didn't look at you." still with a shaky voice, and avoiding eye contact again. He was holding the binder tight with nervousness
"Every chance you had, you stared at me, that's why you tripped when you reached the top of the stairs, because you were expecting another stair." Derek looked at Stiles with a face you only get from your parents when they caught you doing something wrong
"Oh... you mean th-that" staring at the ground
"Yup, I mean that. Is there something you want to say? Or should I say it for you?" Derek sat on the side of the table closes to Stiles, he wasn't more than 2 feet from Stiles.
Stiles moved from looking at the ground to looking up at the lighting in the loft. "I... I don't have anything to say... what is there to say? I really think you need a different light right there, though. It seems a little old, don't ya think?" Stiles said, trying to change the subject to something easier to talk about
"Don't change the subject, Stiles. There has been something bothering you, something that you've been thinking about constantly lately, hasn't there?" Derek looked at Stiles straight in the eye. Not one second passed before Stiles noticed and stared into Derek's eyes.
"I... don't... have... anyth-thing... t-to.. s-say..." he stuttered
"You want me don't something, Stiles." Derek gently on Stile's chin "You want me, don't you?"
Stiles dropped the binder. He couldn't say anything. All he could feel was the warmth of Derek's hand on his chin, Derek's warm, yet hard gaze looking straight at me. His heart was racing, faster than he'd ever thought it could.
"Do me a favor, Stiles... hold still."
Derek's voice softened. He slowly leaned closer to Stiles. Stiles couldn't move, he was paralyzed in his place. He didn't know what to do, and if he didn't he wouldn't be able to do it.
Derek was 6 inches away, and he closed his eyes. Stiles stood there, waiting. Derek's lips touched Stile's. He too closed his eyes. He felt Derek's soft lips against his own. Derek knew what he was doing, he put just the right amount of pressure, in just the right places to make this a kiss you will never forget.
Derek leaned back and opened his eyes. Stiles stood there, eyes still closed, heart racing, not breathing. It felt as if he had been stricken by lighting. Everything in his body was racing. He couldn't comprehend what had just happened, or what might come next. I wasn't sure if he wanted to know. He opened his eyes to see a soft smile on Derek's face.
"That's what you have been wanting. And to answer your question, you are part of the pack, and I think about you more than anyone else." Derek said in a soft, honest voice.