Okay, this is my first attempt at a Teen Wolf fanfic. I do NOT own anything in this story other than the idea, of course. Any who, just wanted to let you know there is some (just some) OOC with Derek and some of the other characters. Hope you guys enjoy and review. I'd really appreciate it. But no, lashing or rude and spiteful comments. I do NOT appreciate that and will ignore all of those comments.

This story has malexmale relationships. Don't like or just not your thing, don't read. Simple as that.

Chapter 1

"Stiles, wait! This isn't what it looks like!" Derek exclaimed as he got off the bed and ran out of the room he was sleeping in with his beta, Isaac, to go after his boyfriend. Luckily for him, Stiles tripped on the last step heading out off the porch and landed disoriented in the leaves of the forest floor; thus allowing him enough time to pounce on Stiles before he could get up. "Baby, let me explain. I didn't me-" but he was cut off.

"Shut up, Derek! I don't want to hear your excuses!" Stiles yelled at Derek as he repeatedly hit him in the chest. "You don't call; you don't answer your fucking phone when I call. But, hey, at least now I know why you don't call me; you're too busy fucking Isaac to even bother to think about me."

"Stiles, you've got it wrong. I'm always thinking about you. And I didn't mean to sleep with him. It was a full moon and it was our mating season. What did you expect me to do, just sit in the house and suffer?" Derek shouted at his boyfriend in the heat of the moment, regretting every single word after it had left his mouth when he saw tears flowing from Stiles' eyes.

"Yes, actually I did. Or at least have the decency to tell me about it instead of trying to hide it from me!" Stiles said, successfully pushing Derek off him and getting off the ground. "Well, you know what, I don't care anymore cause we are over!" he said before rushing off into the forest, not caring where he was going as long as it was away from Derek and the place the pieces of his broken heart lay.

Stiles had been wandering around the forest for almost two hours now and was sure he had gotten lost but he didn't care. The guy he loved more than anything in the world and thought loved him back had slept with someone else. And the worst part was that it was a guy and Derek had slept with him for the three weeks he was out-of-town visiting his cousin, or at least that's what Scott said when Stiles called him ten minutes ago. Stiles stopped at a nearby bush to rest his muscles when he heard a rustle behind him.

"H-hello? Is anybody there?" Stiles said, trying not to sound afraid and failing, but he got no reply. "If anyone is out there, I'm no threat. Honestly, I am much more afraid of you then you are of m- !" he couldn't finish his sentence before being tackled to the ground by a large body, or he hoped it was a body. When Stiles looked up to see his attacker, all he saw were the bright grey eyes of the mystery man staring down at him.

The guy on top of Stiles was intrigued by Stiles' presence in the forest and he couldn't help but stare at his lips, pondering what they tasted like, and his deep chocolate-brown eyes. But he ceased his admiring when he heard two sets of footsteps. He saw that Stiles was about to talk or possibly ask him to get off of him, so he kissed him to make him quiet.

Once he could no longer hear the footsteps, he forlornly released Stiles' lips; immediately missing the touch of those soft lips upon his own. He lingered a little longer on top of Stiles, liking how the boy's face had changed from pale white to bright red. However, he relinquished his place on Stiles and helped him up from off the ground. He was starting to leave but stopped for a mere moment to look over his shoulder and say, "The name's Michael."

Before Stiles could recover from the kiss, Michael ran off and disappeared into the trees of the forest. 'Oh my JESUS! Some random guy tackled me and then gave me the best kiss I've ever had. I mean sure it only lasted for about three long minutes but Derek had never kissed me like that.' Stiles thought as he began walking. Stiles continued to walk until he felt hands on his shoulders. He turned around believing it was Michael, the man he met and gave him the greatest kiss ever. Unfortunately, he was disappointed when it turned out to be Scott who had grabbed him.

"Stiles, are you okay?! Derek called me a little after you had hung up on me and said that you ran off." Scott said looking over Stiles to make sure he was alright.

"Yeah...I'm fine, Scott." Stiles said, trying to hide his disappointment and then expressing his anger. "Wait, you came looking for me because Derek called you? What the fuck, Scott?! Some friend you are."

"Stiles, I've been looking for you since you hung up on me so suddenly. I only got a clue to where you were when Derek called me." Scott said with concern clear in his voice. "I thought he had done something to you so I went over to his house and punched him. Then, I ran into the forest to look for you."

Stiles was relieved that his best friend hadn't come to find him on the whim of his ex-boyfriend but shocked that he managed to punch Derek in the face and get away without a scratch. "Oh, I'm sorry I freaked out on you, man. I'm still upset about my breakup with Derek."

"Dude, I am so sorry. I really thought Derek had told you. But don't worry I'm sure Danny and I can find you another boyfriend."

"I think I already found one. His name is Michael and the kiss he gave me was...amazing." Stiles says dreamily as he remembers the way Michael kissed him and unconsciously licks his lips. He began walking, not paying any attention to the shock plastered on Scott's face.

"Whoa! Repeat that!? You kissed some guy after you just broke up! Dude, how did that happen?!" Scott exclaimed, interested and worried about his friend's meet with some guy who kissed him and could have killed him.

"Actually, he kissed me and it was the best. It had so much emotion behind it." Stiles said happily, turning around to face Scott. When he saw the frown on Scott's face, he realized Scott wasn't happy with his answer. "Look, I'll tell you the rest of the story when we get to school."

Scott, not wanting to continue this conversation since he'd be able to rant at Stiles tomorrow, dropped the subject and led Stiles to his car. Once in the car, he drove to Stiles' house and dropped his friend off. Then he headed back to his house to rest up for school.

End of first chapter. I know it was short but hope you enjoyed it. Please review and hope you read the next chapter. I'll try to update as soon as possible.