Stiles is too busy writing a book review for his English class when he felt a rush of air from his window.
"Derek! I told you, stop doing that. You are taking a year out of my life every time you creep into my window like the creep you are. I think you are also scaring my neighbors. God!" Stiles finishes his rant and saw Derek already lying on his bed, boots off, leather jacket off.
"Hey. What are you doing? Why are you trying to sleep on my bed? Did I give you permission to even lay there? I did not even allow your ass to sit there. Derek! Hey. Don't fall asleep there." The 18-year old knows his efforts are futile when he saw the alpha's breathing slowing. Stiles decided to finish his book review on the "Wolf Mating Rituals" before preparing to go to bed. Well, Kira's dad should have assigned them book rather than have them choose their books to write a report on because Stiles really went to town on this one. He knows all the facts, and he just hopes Mr. Yukimura appreciates the first-hand details (we did not sleep together, Mr. Y, I swear) he got from the werewolf snoring on his bed right now.
Stiles finished brushing his teeth, and when he returned to his bed, he just stood there, not knowing what to do, because a tall, broad, muscular, and abs-bearing werewolf is crowding his whole bed and he does not know where he is gonna fit. So, it is an understatement to say that he lost another 5 years on his life when Derek's arm suddenly shot out to grab his arm and pull him towards to bed.
"WE ARE SPOONING. AND I AM THE LITTLE SPOON. I CAN ALSO FEEL 'LITTLE DEREK', WHO IS NOT SO LITTLE, BUMPING ON MY ASS CHEEK. DEAR MOON GODDESS, PLEASE BLESS YOUR MOON CHILD." Stiles has been whispering to himself and forgot that werewolves have extraordinary hearing. Derek let out a little laugh and pulled the teenager closer to his chest. The werewolf has had enough of all the questions about wolf mating rituals that he just wants to show the younger man how wolves really mate. But that's for a different night. He just wants to sleep and relax with his mate in his arms.
"Stiles, stop moving and just sleep. We'll talk in the morning" Derek's voice is so deep is sent tingles Stiles' spine. His voice should be illegal across the United Stated of America. It makes one do things; like wiggle closer to the owner of said voice.
He does not know how and why, but Stiles fell asleep in the arms of the man of his dreams.
Sheriff Stilinski is always an early riser, because he wants to make sure that he prepares breakfast for Stiles and himself. It's only fair because his son is the one who prepares dinner fro the both of them. But for some reason, he had the urge to check on Stiles. The boy tends to sneak out in the middle of the night to go run in the woods with Scott. The Sheriff knows about the existence of the supernatural, but he still wants to know whether his son is safe or not.
Beacon Hills almost lost their Sheriff to a heart attack when he saw his Stiles wrapped up in a cocoon of Derek Hale and his blanket. Not that he doesn't like the young man his son has taken a liking to, but this does not spare the two from the awkward breakfast-after-canoodling-and-staying-over-the-night-without-telling-the-Dad.
Stiles woke up first, to the sunlight on his face. He felt Derek first before he sees him because his stubble is on his neck and cheek. Leaning backwards, Stiles saw the serene look on the man's face and can't help but fall a little bit more with those thick eyebrows and pink lips. Stiles wants to stay more, but then, he and his Dad always eat breakfast together on weekends. He has to wake up Derek before he goes downstairs.
The teenager picks his clothes for the day and as he turns his door knob, he saw a large, very alarming note on his door.
I'll be waiting downstairs for breakfast. Bring Derek. And put on some decent clothes.
P.S. Remind Derek that I have a gun. And bullets. Laced with wolfsbane.
- Dad
Derek woke up two seconds later to Stiles weight on his body and rambling about "breakfast with Dad" and "bullets with wolfsbane". The werewolf almost fell on his ass putting on his pants when he heard a shotgun being loaded downstairs, one of which, Stiles did not hear.