Don't own TeenWolf

Stiles rolled out of bed, crashing to the floor with a dull thud, the alarm clock blaring loudly. Groaning, Stiles pushed himself up off the floor, making sure to shield his eyes from the blinding sun and heading to the bathroom. Five minuets later and Stiles was set for school. Grabbing his book bag, keys, phone, and a small pink bag, Stiles headed out the door. He felt his heart beat hard against his rib cage, nervousness taking over him as he took a detour from school, driving down the dirt path.

"What the hell are you doing Stiles?" Stiles asked himself as the burnt down home came into view. Stile took a few breaths, trying to keep calm as he slid out of the car, pink bag in hand. Stiles hovered on the porch, not sure if he should knock, walk in, or just get the hell out of their.

Stiles hesitated, fist hovering over the door. Closing his eyes, he knocked on the black wood three times, heart beating like crazy. Nothing. Stiles opened his eyes, disappointed. He knocked once more. Still nothing but silence. Stiles threw up his arms but regretted the action as he quickly brought the bag to his chest. Peering into the bag, he sighed in relief.

"Still in one piece." He breathed. Looking at his phone Stiles freaked as he saw the time. He couldn't wait otherwise he was gonna be late for school. Looking around the porch he settled on setting the package down on the rail, making sure to properly close the top.

Stiles made it to his first class just in time. Rushing to his seat next to Scott the bell rang signaling the start of class.

"Dude, did you do it?" Scott whispered excitedly. Stiles nodded his head, not being able to find words as panic spread over his chest and wrapping around his lungs.

"What he say?" Scott asked, a little worried as he saw the way Stiles' eyebrows furrowed.

"H-He wasn't there." Stiles mumbled knowing Scott would hear just fine. Stiles was starting to panic like crazy. He knew he shouldn't have done this, why did he listen to Scott? Stiles looked straight into the betas eyes.

"What if he hates it? Me? What if he throws it out? I mean I can except rejection but I won't handle it if he throws out my hard work. Oh god, he isn't gonna feel the same way, he's probably gonna say no!" Stiles half whispered. Scott put a hand on the teen's shoulder trying to calm him.

"Stiles, breathe. Don't worry so much. The worst thing that could happen is him saying no." Scott reassured. That was the end of their conversation when the teacher looked pointedly their way.

It was a living hell for Stiles. School seemed like it lasted for an eternity, torturing him with the suspense of Derek Hale. Sitting next to Issac at the lunch table, Stiles tried to ignore the toothy grin Erica gave him and focus on eating his carrot.

"We should go to the movies, not the bowling ball alley, Jackson." Lydia stated, for what seemed like the tenth time. Turning to look at Stiles who was oblivious to the whole thing as he focused on ignoring Erica, Lydia said his name with a demand. Stiles looked up giving the strawberry blond his full attention.

"Yeah?"

"Don't you think a movie would be more fun than the bowling ball alley?" Lydia asked, one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows raised pointedly.

"Uh..yeah." Stiles said absently, imagining him and Derek even going to one of those places.

"Soo.. You and Derek." Erica cooed at Stiles. Stiles felt his eyes go wide with surprise.

"You told!?" Stiles asked Scott frantically, embarrassment buzzing at his cheeks.

"No!" Scott said defensively. Erica laughed as she shook her head at Stiles.

"No sweetie you just did." Stiles rubbed at his face, mentally cursing himself.

"But really? Derek Hale? I see why but then again why?" Erica asked her lips pursed. Stiles glared at her trying to make her head pop off with his mind, but no such luck.

"Alright, you don't have to tell me. I was just curious is all. Don't worry, you have my support." She winked at him before turning to give Boyd a her flirty attention.

"I am soo screwed!" Stiles shouted out to no one particular, seeing how Scott was absorbed in his text conversation with Allison.

"Dude for the millionth time stop worrying." Scott stated, looking out the window with a grin that got Stiles worried.

"dude, why are you grinning?" Stiles asked worried. Scott turned to look at Stiles, grinning even harder.

"No reason. Just thinking." Scott breathed.

"Ew... You're thinking of Allison aren't you?" Stiles asked a little disturbed. Stiles threw a pillow at Scott demanding him to leave when the beta started to smile hard.

Stiles groaned into his pillow, slightly regretting kicking Scott out. Stiles groaned into the pillow before looking out the window. Pitch black.

"Ugh." Stiles rolled onto his stomach, curling under the covers.

Stiles didn't even know he was asleep until he woke up. Looking at his clock, Stiles inwardly groaned it was only eight. He only got and hour of sleep. He was about to will himself back to sleep when something red caught his eye. Turning to look at his computer desk, Stiles saw a red heart shaped bag sitting there, looking innocent as ever. Tiles scoped out his surroundings to that no one was there. Getting out of bed, Stiles walked over to the baggie, trying to peek inside as best he could.

"What the hell Stiles? Just open it." Stiles breathed. Puling back the closed flap, Stiles opened the bag revealing a little golden heart shaped box. Stiles could feel his heart beating like cray as he slowly lifted the lid. A medium sized chocolate sit snuggly in the container. Stiles smiled brightly. Closing the box, he placed it back into the bag, something rough grazing his hand. Feeling around inside Stiles retracted his hand, fisting a yellow card. Stiles opened it up to see some very pretty penmanship scribbled on the paper. It read:

I'm Yours.

Stiles smiled like crazy, and it didn't fade as he grabbed his keys and headed out the door. Parking hazardously in front of the Hale house, Stiles stumbled out of the car. Stiles slowed down his pace for the door when he saw Derek looking smug as he leaned on the rail, a pink bag sitting beside him.

"I see you got the message." Derek said standing up straight as Stiles climbed up the stairs. Stiles nodded not once looking away from The Alpha.

Derek closed the distance between them, placing a hand on Stiles waist. Stiles breathed heavily, anticipation buzzing through his fingers as one of his hands moved to rest on Derek's shoulder. Stiles heart skipped like crazy when Derek moved to cup his cheek.

Stiles couldn't wait anymore, things were moving to slow for him. Closing the distance between them, Stiles planted a soft kiss on the Alpha's lips, that Derek happily turned into a hungry and passionate one. They only broke away from the kiss when the need for air became apparent. Stiles smiled as he played with the neon pink wrist band on Derek's wrist.

"Pink really isn't your color." Stiles said with a slight frown. Derek simply continued to kiss at Stiles, the teen giving the wrist band fading attention, the words 'BE MINE' worked into the material. Stiles wrapped his arms around Derek's neck the Alpha moving to the crook of his neck.

"I'm yours." Derek growled into the teens neck before sucking at the flesh there, causing Stiles to moan.

"Happy valentines." Stiles muttered before kissing Derek even more.

So yeah. I'm gonna be posting more little valentine ficlets like this for

two days tops. All for this Story. So expect more chapters. Enjoy3