Draw the last line for me

Born with ADHD, Stiles is a cheerful and hyperactive child, but all change when his mother dies, grown up as a teenager is tough, simply with his mother's word and strong supports from his dad makes Stiles can get through his 17 years of lifespan. Alongside with him was his best friend, Scott McCall, who becomes his best buddy since they were eight and still running strong.

Stiles actually had a crush with the most popular guy in the Beacon High Schools, Derek Hale. Bound with mysterious vibe and masculine strength, every young woman wants to be his boyfriend while man jealous of him (well, except Stiles because he want to become the boyfriend). Oh, don't forget his noisy girlfriend wannabe… Kate Argent. Along the lines, Stiles also have his own secrets… this pic is totally OOC! Beware as you read.

This is an AU Derek is the final year student while Stiles are his junior and yes, Derek is still a werewolf, happy news Peter is sane and Hale's family is alive. I know Derek has super smell but since Stiles take Adderall for his ADHD, he can't actually identify Stiles as his match until that one time… anyway, this story belongs in my short story collections (more stories to do so don't worry). Slowly writing next chapter for Fallen Angel even though I feel lost since I already watched the latest season of Teen Wolf and it hurts… a lot, please bring back the romanticism! *crying. Personally, I prefer the original shape of the series even though I know there's a new character like Kira, Liam, Braeden (I don't like her actually) because they have more chemistry. I want everyone to live and have a happy life, but Jeff Davis had something else in his mind. I attempt to do some humor, do I pass?

Oh yeah, this is my own fiction. Teen Wolf is not my claim because it's an awesome story by Jeff Davis.

I plucked up a Christmas song like Last Christmas and others to incite me to write this story. I too took heed to another song like Arianna Grande's "Love Me Harder", Nick Jonas "Jealous" and thus much more. This is presupposed to be my special Christmas fiction, but then I became so much idea how to develop the storyline, ending up with several chapters.

For those who want to beta this story, just comment or PM me and I'll reply ASAP, let's start acting! In the meantime, I try to reread the story and fix some grammar mistakes.

WARNING: homophobic language


Once upon a time, there was a small boy who lost in the woods. It is snowy that day, he meanders around and calling for help in hope anyone could try him but no one arrives. Then, the little boy curled himself up on a big tree he found earlier and moves forward to cry because he feared he will never call his parent or his new best friend, Scottie. An hour afterwards, he feels someone shakes his shoulder and slowly open his eyes. The male child is older than him with jet black hair, but he cannot describe how beautiful the pair of hazel-green eyes that staring at him.

"Why are you crying?"

"I lost while I ran with my friends"

The other boy sighs and show his back, he doesn't actually recognize what it means when…

"Hop on, I'll take you home"

"But I'm fleshy, are you sure? Plus, aren't you cold?" He says so.

Suddenly the older boy picks him up and he blushes furiously, snowflakes fall from above as they walked through the leafless trees. The boy just keeps quiet and let his saviour to lead them into safety. His eyes are getting sleepy and just when he's about shutting it, the stranger speaks.

"Hey, are you asleep?"

"No, I'm up" The older boy straightens up his pace and lifts the boy a little bit and he swears he did not just squeak.

"You know, you smell very nice."

"Nice? Like what?" The boy tries to sniff it, but he got nothing.

"Like Snow," he became mad and smack the boy on his shoulder, his rescuer laughs and said sorry.

"Seriously, you smell like one of my mom's perfume which I like very much. Sweet vanilla with citrus and berries."

Huh, he never thought he smell like that. "Umm, thank you."

"When we grow up, would you like to become my mate?"

Mate? He never took heed that word before, but it sure sounds right to him.

"Sure, I would like to be your mate"

The older boy smiles and he will think of that smile forever, they got out of the woods and his shining knight in armor places him down on the ground gently.

"Remember your promise, I'll get to you when we meet once more"

And so unexpected things go along, the boy feels a kiss along his mouth and his face immediately turns beet red. Later on, his parent found him and cared about his circumstance, but the little boy memories still linger back to the first kiss he shared with the other boy. Sadly enough, he didn't recognize his figure which remains a closed record.

9 years later

Stiles couldn't be more excited waiting for the following day, it will become one of the greatest history because he; Stiles Stilinski is about to award someone a love letter. A letter he wrote with love and passion, the one he wisely takes his language and honesty around the boy's true feelings. He thought what would it be his crush reaction, maybe surprise? Dumb? Or even no emotions just like he's known for. The fact he withhold his feelings for this long (since he first captured him in first year) is ridiculous, but he already tired of holding on, so this time he will get it in good order. Derek is in final year, he wouldn't suffer the chance to do it once he came out of the school.

"I hope he's okay with this"

Oh yeah, he forgot to look at his album before he sleeps, he bears the album under his bed and a lot of pictures in there when he yielded it. The most popular guy in his school, Derek Hale; he knew everyone likes him because the guy is pure. Top in academia and have great potential in baseball, he could be anything he wants and don't forget his rippled muscles and strikingly handsome face (good genes in the household). Even though his friends are an assholes (like Jackson, the guy just like to bully him) but that doesn't bar him from loving Derek, there's something about him is familiar especially his eyes but Stiles cannot quite get it. In any case, it's starting late and he need some rest to face his fate tomorrow. He trades off the lamp beside him and slowly goes down into sleep.

"Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnggggg!"

The passion-struck teenager wakes up with a grin and promptly shut off the alarm, sprints himself to the bathroom and talk while having a shower. Today, he will profess his feelings to Derek Hale through a letter he wrote for one day and night. Taking the proper clothes and set his hair before meeting his daddy in the kitchen. The sheriff already takes a sip of his coffee with a newspaper in his hand, toast and cereal on the table with juice, Stiles greets him and sit down on the chair.

"You seem happy today, is there something going on?"

"Am I?"

"Yeah"

"Something big is going to happen dad," he spreads blueberry jam to his bread with a knife.

"Oh, good luck then. Don't wait for me tonight, I'll be home tomorrow morning" his dad finished his coffee and grab his key.

"What's up?"

"Wild animal attacks on the Harrison's home, I must proceed to check it out"

Stiles nod and use up his breakfast, another few hours his life is starting to alter forever. A few scenarios run through his mind when Derek finds his letter, either the man will sweep up and kiss him into oblivion, rejecting him with awful humiliation or his friends mock him and tell Stiles to fuck off (he prefers option 1 and 3 than 2 because that's just messed up). He packed up some lunch after he's done with breakfast, then goes outside to his Jeep.

"Calm yourself, it's going to be okay"

He drives himself to school, his head spins with multiple of issue and 'what if' situations. Stiles doesn't consider himself as hot, hell he just a scrawny kid with pale skin (he can audition for Tim Burton' cast for fuck's sake), bad personality (does sarcastic count in it?), A geek (he owns dozens of Batman collection of comic books to underwear) and mole scatters all over his body plus pink nipples (his daddy says it's in the genes of the household). He always wants to have a body like Derek, Jackson because that's sure as shooting the role of body he wants. Full of muscles, strong back, broad chest and shoulders, not forget the six pack because that makes them live.

"But it's only a dream."

When he reaches Beacon Hill's high school, his heart beats louder than common. How he manages to present this huge confidence? Candidly, he doesn't know, but one fact Derek is in the final year and Stiles will never see him again and he probably wants to solve this out once and for all. The boy steps out from his Jeep and march his way towards the building, his eyes roaming for one finger which is his best friend; Scott McCall. The letter is securely placed in his bag, Stiles found his locker room when Scott decides to make an appearance with his girlfriend Allison.

"Stiles!"

"Oh hey Scottie and Allison"

The girl smiles and their arms link together, Stiles almost rolled his eyes. Their relationship was becoming strong for 6 months already, nothing can separate these lovebirds (he will personally make money if somebody can perform it).

"What's your plan today?"

"Let me find out," he open his locker and read just about textbooks.

"Course of instruction, practice and home" He won't tell Scott about his capital plan because Scott will freak out and said 'what the fuck are you thinking' no buddy, nope.

Scott thinks of something "Would you like to join us to play bowling this night? The more, the merrier."

"I think I'll pass, have business to deal with."

"Ok, see you after then" then Scott and Allison take off.

"No one is giving out my plan today, even Jackson the assholes"

Stiles notice when Derek and his friend walking through the hallway, there he is; the main target for Operation Love: Stiles' letter (since when it became operational?). Sleek black hair and his tight black shirt, no one able to remove their eyes moved around him (including Stiles). The group passed him and Stiles just watch them gone, clocks ticking and Stiles have to await for the proper moment.

"Soon."

He goes into the class like usual, take notes for every subject but his mind is rambling with questions. At what time of the day? Where? The aftereffect and more, he then realizes the bell rings and everyone out from class. The junior student strolls his way through café when he sees Derek with Kate Argent, urrghhh! That bitch all over his Derek again. Kate Argents was one of the hottest girl in school, boys actually threw themselves to her wherever she needs help and with her looks, she can be the next top model. Stiles hates her, but at the same time jealous, she can come closer to Derek because she's a young woman and attractive enough to become his girlfriend. Wait, this is no time to down yourself; you're a human being with an important missionary work today.

Stiles confess his feelings to Derek in front of Kate, her mouth wide open and Stiles wants to go to "flies goes into your mouth" joke but it's too lame. The jock suddenly kisses him on the mouth and everyone witness their love affair, she starts to cry and ask why he picked Stiles instead of her.

"But why Derek?"

"I'm in love with Stiles and you're no match."

Derek take his wrist and brings Stiles away from the café, leaving Kate with tears and Stiles beams with happiness. The dove flies and confetti pop to congratulate them and….

"Stiles!"

He drew back from reality when Scott in front of him, Stiles groans because it almost come to the best component.

"What?"

"Aren't you eating? Lunch time almost over"

"I don't have appetites"

Scott raises his eyebrows "That's weird, usually you're the one who eats a lot"

He shrugs "I don't know, lately I don't feel like eating. Maybe later."

"Alright, don't forget lacrosse training this evening."

"You got me buddy."

The class continued and Stiles can't hold it anymore, one more hour and his Cinderella story will come true (ignore the pumpkin's part, this is where the prince fits her glass slipper). After a boring and long of Mr. Harris class, Stiles rush through to the men's room to exchange a dress. The guys share the room so it occupied more space, Stiles take off his clothes and he heard Jackson ridicules him with his friend.

"Look at his body, how on earth Coach Finstock picked him?"

"Maybe he sucks coach cock for him to amaze in."

They laugh and Stiles boil in anger, Scott pats his shoulder to remain patient. It's always been like this since grade one, Jackson bullied him and answered everything he can to humiliate Stiles but he struggles and never surrender because submit to this jerk means he win; Stiles will never allow that happen, ever!

"At least not someone as small like you"

Jackson fills in anger, "You son of a bitch!" He lifts up his fist when coach suddenly comes in and command them to get outside. The asshole glares at him, but Stiles pretend nothing happen, serves him right (he missed his chance to watch the Derek change clothes though, damn!). The pattern is not that strong, Scott able to score two points while Stiles well… let's just say he get the privilege to sit along the workbench. Out from the disappointment, he goes around to other management and observe on Derek. Their baseball team is one of the best in their area, they found loads of trophy and Derek really got an MVP last year. He smiles, movement, sweats and intense focus make Stiles melt into goo.

"Hmm…"

On the spur of the moment, a ball hits his head, then suddenly it's back in his cosmos. A few minutes afterwards, he opens his eyes and see Scott's concerns face. What the fuck just happened?

"Are you okay?"

He blinks for a twosome of times and rub his head "I guess so."

"Watch out next time, these guys aren't playing around."

"Noted."

After full two hours of training (Stiles offers himself to pick the balls up), they are done and everyone is ready to leave. Stiles still remembers about the letter (in his back pocket) and his heartbeats getting louder, oh god this is really taking place! He waits for everyone out from the room and it's just Stiles and Derek left. At that point he can see Derek in his glorious state, shirtless, how can he be so barbarous?

"Take a deep breath, Stiles" he mumbles.

He slowly comes on his crush with caution, doesn't want to get to any careless mistake. The here and now he's waiting is in conclusion here, he stands in front of Derek and the man look at him.

"Um… I…"

Derek's face is full of doubts.

"Rent out your hand"

Derek obeys his direction, then Bam! Stiles put the missive in his hand.

"I desire you to read this and tell me the result tomorrow."

He now runs away from the baseball player, his heart almost breaks into an explosion. That was tough as fuck and he feels stupid because didn't hang round to pick up the answer but doesn't matter.

"All I have to do now is wait"

In some manner, the burden in his heart grows weaker.

DEREK

Derek still blanks with a letter in his hand, a guy just hand over a dear letter to him. Only young ladies give him a love letter before, but never a guy, he got this embarrassing and weird hunch.

"I wonder what he wrote."

He pulls the envelope cover and watch the content inside, there's a two full page of writing and Derek couldn't be moved. The kid looked serious, he read the alphabetic character with full immersion.

I desire to tell you that I need you here with me from now on. I live day to day thinking about you. I see everything about you in my head, as if you were really here beside me. When I fall asleep, I dream of you, and I can feel you close me.

My Earth is reeling and I can't sleep. My throat closes whenever you speak. My heart bursts just being close to you. I take note of your every word, your every movement. My eyes drop down whenever you look at me with that bashful smile. This stress is pulling me asunder. How can I get closer to you? I'm too shy to talk to you, so right now it feels safer to watch you from afar and not be bent off. You have a place in my mind. I wish you'd tell me everything I want to try, but haven't so far. I want you to tell me that you want me, but I haven't tested that so far. Every time I think of you, I can feel the butterflies fluttering inside me. You don't recognize me or the way I look at you; possibly it's because you only see me as a friend and nothing more. I wish I really knew.

At night I put down in bed and dream of you coming to my doorway, pulling me to you and holding me tight. I imagine whispering in your ear how much I want you. I want you to hold me tonight. I necessitate to try your voice, every day. I imagine being wrapped in your arms and then pressed tightly against you. I desire you to make me feel a part of you. I am starting to come down for you, and it is driving me crazy, because I can't seem to tell you how I really feel. I need to know where I stand in your life, and if it could ever be more than what we are today. I'm starting to create strong feelings towards you, and I don't know why.

I love your eyes, your smile, your hair, your body, and your voice-it drives me off the rampart! When I hear your voice, my heart skips a heartbeat. I am totally crazy about you.

I wish to know how you feel about me. Could you perhaps feel the same towards me, or can thus never be? I only want you to be mine. I desire to be able to pronounce that you're my guy. Good, now you know that I have secretly fallen in love with you. I only wish I could learn those same language from you. Maybe one day I will, but until then I guess all I can do is wait. Please, don't make me wait too long!

I received to find the courage to recite you how I feel.

Your secret passion,

Stiles Stilinski

For the first time in his life, Derek is speechless. He cannot form any words from it other than look at it for one more time, every syllabus and first principles. What he senses from the kid is he smelled strongly of medicine and pale skin with honey brown eyes, somehow he familiar with that aspect. As a werewolf, he need to come up a partner when he's coming of age and he found one when he was little. Sadly enough, he doesn't carry the boy name and now clueless on where his mate might be.

"Another letter to turn down or accept?"

The primary reason he refuses all the letter because he's waiting for his mate to get out, hugs him and sweep his hair with love. His telephone rings and Jackson name on the cover.

"Dude, where are you? We're already here"

"I'll be at that place in a moment"

Hope his mom won't get mad if he arrived home late tonight, Laura busy with her works and Uncle Peter… he had his own line of study. Derek wears his clothes and gives direction to the restaurant they always hang out, he sees Jackson and the gang already sit in the common spot.

"Why are you late?"

"Something came up." He sits on the corner.

"Ahh, got laid?" the other speak.

"No, love letter" he responds.

His teammates take an interest and urge him to show them the letter, he makes out the missive from his pocket and let them know. They skim and in shock as they mention the sender's name.

"Your admirer is Stiles Stilinski? Unbelievable!"

"That faggot loves you? This is breaking news."

"The point of being hot guy, yet the boys love you Derek."

"Shit!"

Derek doesn't say anything but he mad because his spouse is a boy and when he heard them say faggot, it boils him with fury. He relaxes himself to let out the breeze.

"Then what's your answer?"

"I honestly don't know."

Something evil in their mind and Derek dislikes it but curious. Jackson claps his hand and everyone's eye on him.

"How about this? You stated you would date him and make the sissy boy totally fall in love with you, sleep with him and take a picture for evidence."

One of his friends responds "You know what? It's not a bad idea"

"Yeah, then we will teach the fags not to mess with us"

He takes issue with these propositions, it is mean and cruel for making someone like that.

"Derek, do you in?"

"I…"

"It is set then, tomorrow you said yes to him. We'll hold back an optic for your advance and once this over, we vow to obey all your request, including maintaining your status as the captain."

"Yeah, all of us can cope with that, so what do you think?"

The animal in him roars, but their propositions tempts Derek to take function, it's just a game right?

"Ok, I'm in"

They cheer in agreement and discuss their plans on how to make Stiles loves him yet more, romantic tips and begged for Derek to lose his virginity.

"Oh the boy is so gonna get it"

"Yeah."

He prays everything will be alright.

STILES

"I cannot believe what I just did."

The expressions on Derek's face are priceless and Stiles couldn't help but giggles when he thought of it, the grumpy looks adorable. Stiles rolls on his bed, feeling flowery and shit because he able to convey his undeniable attachment to Derek. Is this what love is supposed to be? Colorful and shit?

"Oh, Derek…"

Foremost of all, don't have high hopes for this one, especially Derek is the hot stuff while he…. Let's forget about that ace right straight off. He truly wants Derek to accept his confession, but at the same Stiles afraid of it, an expectancy, he rather not participate but his faith already sealed. Whatever goes on tomorrow, Stiles hope he can admit to Derek's decision.

"Please say yes…"

Little things he knows, everything will change forever.

"When we grow up, can I be your mate?"

"Sure"

"Remember your promise, I'll come to you when we meet again."

Stiles stirs from his pile, his dream… it's a dim but he recognize that voice. The one who redeemed him from the woods, now that he think about it; where is he today? He beat up from his bed and gets up himself for school. His old man doesn't come to him thus far, no signal of him dropped off last night.

"Guess I have to fix my breakfast, then"

After breakfast, he set forth to his jeep and gets down the engine to heat it up. Another daily routine not that Stiles care about it, the boy takes off to his school and park his Jeep in the parking lot. In some manner, the aura in this school kind of different Stiles cannot help this uneasy feeling he had. He rocks his head and enter the building, everyone looking at him and some of them whisper with disgust on their face. What the hell was happening here? He found Scott and Allison.

"STILES!"

"Whoa, what's the news?"

"It's you" Scott's finger pointing at him.

"Me?" Can someone tell him why Scott is freaking out.

He feels a presence behind him, he spreads out his body and Derek Hale is standing yet in front him. Stiles yelps and almost lost his balance, drop him a warning first!

"I come here to render you the response"

Stiles gulp down his throat, oh god! Assist him to through this, give him strength. Eyes are watching at them and Stiles blush (could they avert their eyes somewhere else? This is embarrassing!).

"I understand if you…"

"I take it"

He stares at Derek's face with disbelief, did he just hear 'accept'?

"Wha…?"

"I said, I agree to accept a date with you"

His heart drops and Stiles cannot breath, it's real isn't it? Stiles pinch his shoulder and feels pain radiating at that field. This is not a dream, right? He blinks for a few times… Derek just agree to have a date with him? A date…

"Are you serious?"

Derek snorts "Of course I am."

Wow, so fairy tales do exist after all because shit! Derek just made him a Cinderella (ignore the gender roles). One thing he still uncertain, though…

"I believed you were straight"

"Not any longer"

His body turned numb and darkness quickly follows after that, mamma, if you hear this… your son at last made his ultimate goal. A voice told him to wake up, he opens his eyes and see Derek's face.

"Where am I?"

"At the nursery, you fainted."

Oh, that definitely the worst thing happens. His headache and Derek sit beside him.

"Are you okay?"

He smiles to assure Derek its okay, "I'm fine."

Derek sighs in relief, Stiles got shy and quiet because his crush actually taking charge of him. That hazel-green eyes, Derek possesses, is somewhat recognizable?

"Is it true? You desire to see me?" He resolved to ask him one more time.

His senior take one of his hand, nipping lightly. "Yes, Stiles. I am your official boyfriend"

Stiles looks down, his pray for god finally paid off. Derek Hale, the most popular guy agree to have a date with him. It's big and Stiles wants to scream on top of Mount Everest and tell the whole world he's dating Derek Hale.

"What now?"

Derek thinks for a while when he got an idea "How about cinema? That's a good start for a date"

Watching new movies with his new beau? Hell yes I do.

Suddenly Derek stood up and said "Friday night, 8pm"

"I'll see you then"

Derek leaves him alone in the room, Stiles suddenly up from his bed and do his victory dance. Oh yeah, he nailed that shit! On your face Scott, a solid proof Stiles also can get someone hot like Derek. What film should they follow? Action? Romance or thriller? So many choices to be manipulated. Nothing to worry about, he wants to love his victory win.

"Work on the music!"

Stiles dance like no one can block him, jumps around and grooves his body. His mother used to dance with him when he was younger, holding hands with one another and sometimes his father also joined the group if he's not working. One of his memorable memories he cherishes, he cannot give up until he hears someone cough.

"Mr. Stilinski, I imagine you looked quite ok now." Mrs. Land stood in front of the door.

Stiles' face flush with embarrassment, he now grabs his things and walked out from there.

"Never again, I'll do that unless in my own sleeping room"

He tip toes his way to the hall, when a group of girls blocked him from moving ahead. Their angry face states the obvious reason, oh boy he's fucked.

"HOW DARE YOU TAKE DEREK FROM US?"

"YOU HAVE NO RIGHT!"

Stiles, you accept to suffer the results. This is the cost you pay for stealing their long-lived idol and fantasy, oh god, how he supposed to against this formidable force? Holy shit, their leader is coming out and it's Kate Argent.

"You listen here boy, I'll crucify your life like hell as long you're in a relationship with Derek Hale. He's mine, you understand me?"

Stiles narrow his eyes, and so she can present threats to scare Stiles away? Not in a million years. Normal heroine would cry and pray for forgiveness, but Stiles, oh no they just touched him more eager to piss the hell out of them.

"Nope and I never will."

He pushes them forth with a broad smile on his face, the taste of victory is too fair for him. Stiles wonders how about the guys? Will they suffer the same reaction or worse, don't forget to mention Lord Jackson the douchebag and his minions. So many obstacles, only he wasn't giving up, no-uh. Scott and Allison find him in Mathematics class, Allison looks amused while Scott… just usual Scott.

"Beau, you ruin the girls in this school"

He glares at Scott "I don't mind them"

"You got the hottest guy from them, at once they seek revenge and retribution on you"

"I think Stiles deserves some happiness"

Stiles appreciates on Allison's word, at least one individual is defending him "Thank you Allison."

"I'm fairly sure they do everything to get you guys go up"

"Slow down, it's not yet a day me and Derek become boyfriend. How worse can it be?"

Scott pats his shoulder, "I bid you all the best pal, I'm on your back."

"I know Scott, you're my best friend." Stiles happy he took his friend's support.

"Only don't do anything stupid and be careful because majority in this school already hates you" Scott warning him.

"Haters going to hate and I don't worry. Shake it off!"

Later on with class and lacrosse training, Stiles goes to the parking lot and see red spray and flat tires on his Jeep. He's angry whoever did this to his precious Jeep will get a piece of him.

"FAGGOT!"

He tries one of Jackson's friends calling him that, they laugh and woo him as they went into their automobile. Stiles figures out the culprit and wished they got accident or something merely as he cooled it down his fire and blabbering… one person slowly comes near him.

"What happen?"

Stiles turns his mind and see Derek, oh god!

"It's nothing really, kid's work"

Derek examines the writing on his Jeep and Stiles watch him do that. His fantasy grew wild with Derek in knight's armor and keeps him from danger, a perfect ending to their upcoming love story.

"Let me ride you home"

"My Jeep?"

"Tomorrow we get the plain part and determine it," he replies with his usual expression.

"Where's your car?"

Derek's finger point at the remainder of the parking lot, it is black Camaro… a freaking Camaro? Howler, is he a trust-fund baby from famous folk?

"Nice car." Stiles says quietly.

"Thanks, I rarely drive it here." They walked beside each other as they get to the Derek's car.

He gets into the front passenger seat and wear seat belts, Derek starts the engine and start to ride. It's pretty embarrassing, they're boyfriend and supposed to be chatting and make out (hold on Stiles, not that far… yet) but here it is with radio's on and both of them mind their own clientele. He must ask anything to check the stress.

"And then, what kind of genre do you like on movie?"

Derek gets a turn on right "I prefer action and horror, I don't fond of romanticism"

"OK, we partake the same taste on musical styles. Favorite movie?"

"Forest Gump."

"I like Star Wars, Lord of the Rings and Batman."

"Interesting, we can watch The Hobbit: The Battle of Five Armies for our first date."

They finally arrive at Stilinski household, Derek gives up his car and watch Stiles. A blush creeping on Stiles face and the hazel-green eyes keep staring at him, mom please help me!

"Is something wrong?"

Derek's hand is passing out and Stiles close his eyes, is he starting to kiss him? On their first day? The strokes of Derek's finger make he shivers in response, he requires a peep with one eye and see Derek observes his act.

"There's a leaf in your hair."

"Oh"

"Are you…"

"So long, see you tomorrow."

Stiles immediately got out of the car and walk without looking backward, he is the toughest. He slams down the front door and rapid beats in his dresser, it's only day one and he got messed up.

"Help me through it mom, you're my sole strength."

DEREK

Derek takes his phone when it rings, Jackson's name on the screen. He picks it up while he maneuvers his way to his home.

'Did he grab the bait?"

"Yes."

"Good, now we move on to the succeeding plan. Don't worry Derek, it'll be finished before long and plenty girls will come to you"

"Alright."

Jackson ends the call and Derek recalled Stiles innocent smile and bubbly personality, even though his smell was sour, but it seems he knew him from a long time ago. His true mate has not shown up yet, it doesn't hurt if he requires some play right?

TBC

This is new fiction I believe is a one-short story but I come apart it into chapters. I'll mail the chapter every day because it's short, my chronicle is all gloomy and sad and then why not get some happy story? Anyway, happy holiday and examination. Leave comment and praise if you like this tale.