So this is my first Fan Fic, ever. It's probably a little rough but i think it came out fairly well for a first try. If you like it review it and let me know why. If you hate it review and let me know why. That way I can try to fix any and all mistakes are my own and I apologize for any spelling or grammatical errors that I may have missed. Well enough of me rambling let's move on to the story.

"Come on baby,come on please," Stiles pleaded, trying to get his jeep to start not wanting to be stranded in the rain. He turned the keys hoping that the vehicle would take pity on him and start. The Jeep let out a few clicks before laying silent again. Stiles slammed his hand against the steering wheel, cursing under his breath.

Taking out his phone Stiles thought of thought of who he could call for a ride home. Scott was his first choice before he remembered that Scott had said his mom had taken the car to work today. He thought about asking Allison but decided against it since they weren't exactly speaking since her and Scott's breakup. He didn't even bother with Lydia knowing that she wouldn't want to go out in the rain just for Stiles. His next thought was Isaac until Stiles remembered his lacking of a vehicle. Not wanting to bug his dad at work Stiles' only other option was Derek.

Stiles seriously considered calling Derek before deciding that he wasn't that desperate. Well, he may have been but he knew the alpha wouldn't come get him. "Screw it," Stiles sighed, "I'll walk." He shoved his phone into his pocket before zipping his red hoodie all the way up, flipping the hood over his head. Bracing himself, he stepped out into the pouring rain.

He was soaked within seconds, the hoodie providing no protection to the torrent that was ravaging Beacon Hills. He began his long walk home shivering from the cold and hating himself for leaving the house. Stiles turned back to look at his precious Jeep in the library parking lot. He sighed before picking up his pace. The walk home from the library was long and in the rain it would be even longer.

With nothing to distract him Stiles' mind began to wander, thinking back to when Lydia made him watch some stupid chick flick. Ever since Jackson left she'd been keeping others around trying to be distracted. This somehow ended up with them becoming good friends which helped Stiles realize he wasn't really in love with her. Stiles like their new friendship it was one that allowed the two of them to be themselves and open up to each other. Lydia also thought it meant that Stiles would willingly watch chick movies with her. It wasn't voluntary but he did enjoy the part in the movie where the main couple was caught on the rain and they shared a sweet kiss. At the time Stiles had thought it would be romantic to do that with someone.

Stiles snorted at the irony of his current situation and found nothing romantic about being drenched in the freezing rain. "Stupid movie," he grumbled rubbing his hands together. The rain continued to pour down chilling the teen to the bone and the wind picked up slapping the rain drops harder against his body.

By the time Stiles was halfway home he was shivering violently and his hands and feet were numb. He closed his eyes trying to think warm thoughts. Freshly baked cookies, a sunny beach day, Derek Hale, fluffy blankets.

"Hold it," he thought stopping in his tracks, "did I just think 'Derek Hale'?" Stiles was confused. He'd never thought of Derek in that way. Mostly because the guy scared the crap out of him but also because he wasn't sure of what he felt for they guy. Were they even friends? They had saved each others lives enough to be acquaintances at least. That much Stiles was sure of.

The shivering teen was to deep in thought that he didn't notice the black Camaro pull up next to him. The window rolled down slightly and a voice called out.

"Stiles," Derek called from the vehicle. Stiles turned, startled from the sudden appearance of one mister Derek Hale.

"Fantastic," Stiles thought sarcastically.

"Stiles," Derek said again with a little more force.

"oh, hey...uh...what's up," the chattering of his teeth caused the words to come out shakily.

"What are you doing?" Derek's face held his typical scowl as he looked at the shivering mess of a boy that was Stiles. Before Stiles could explain that his jeep had broken down Derek opened the passenger side door and and told Stiles to get in.

The act had caught Stiles off guard. He stared at Derek in disbelief, wondering if maybe he was having a hypothermic induced hallucination. "Do you want a ride or not?" Stiles jumped when he spoke but quickly nodded and hopped into the vehicle closing the door behind him. Derek reached behind the seat and pulled out a blanket tossing it to Stiles, who quickly pulled it around his shivering mass.

"Uh...thanks," Stiles said between chattering teeth. The silence was deafening to Stiles and try as he might he just couldn't fight his natural urge to babble nonsense to any and all those around. He opened his mouth to speak but Derek cut him off before he began.

"No," the alpha said in a stern tone, eyes still focused on the road.

"No? What do you..." Stiles was cut off again.

"No," Derek repeated slightly louder than before.

"Look here mister, just because you saved me from the freezing rain and gave me a ride home doesn't mean you can control when and how much I talk. You know the only reason I was at the stupid library was because I was doing research on this mysterious threat that you refuse to tell me anything about." Stiles was fuming now. He was cold. He was wet. And he was not a happy camper. And if he wanted to talk then by George he was going to talk!

"Stiles." Derek's voice was calm but still held the force of an alpha.

"WHAT, DEREK," the teen snapped, whipping his head towards the older man. Derek wasn't phased by the teens outburst. He merely got out of the now parked car and walked around to the passenger side. Stiles looked at him confused still wrapped tightly in the blanket Derek had given him. The alpha opened the passenger side door and, before Stiles had time to object, unbuckled then lifted Stiles out of the seat throwing the boy over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. The rain still poured down soaking Derek as well as Stiles.

Stiles struggled in the man's grip. Slamming his fist against Derek's back and thrashing his legs wildly. His mouth spewed profanities, calling his assailant every name in the book. Derek's grip on the boy tightened, pressing deeper in his waist until Stiles relented and stopped struggling. The pair reached the front door, which Derek quickly unlocked with his wolf claw, and entered the house.

"Can you put me down now," Stiles grumbled pouting a little. The older man didn't answer, but continued through the house, up the stairs and into Stiles' room, where he, to the boys slight disappointment despite what he said, finally put Stiles down.

"Clothes. Off. Now." Derek began removing his own clothes as he ordered Stiles to do the same. He first removed his shoes then socks followed by his jacket, which he hing on the back of the desk chair. The rain had managed to soak the jacket and was now dripping heavily onto the floor. Derek next removed his gray v neck shirt which clung to his body where the rain had managed to permeate the jacket. The pants, which were also thoroughly soaked, were next to go.

Stiles stared in awe at the now mostly naked man in his room. Clad only in snug black boxer briefs that left little to the imagination. Derek looked Stiles, who was still wearing his soaked, freezing clothes. He walked over to the boy, who was too stunned by Derek's half naked form to move, and began undressing him.

"Lift your arms." Stiles obeyed the command as Derek lifted the shirt over his head, shivering when the cool air hit his bare chest. Stiles kicked off his shoes as Derek unbuckled the belt around his pants. In one quick movement both his pants and underwear were around his ankles. His sudden nakedness snapped Stiles back to his senses, who immediately tried to cover himself.

"Hey! What the hell!" Stiles covered himself with his hands shivering while Derek rummaged through the dresser by the bed. Finally he found what he was looking for and pulled out a pair of blue and red striped boxer briefs.

"Here," Derek said tossing the briefs to Stiles. The boy caught them with one hand the other still trying to cover his manhood. Stiles slipped the underpants on onto his naked form. His eyed followed Derek who was picking up both of their clothes. "Dryer?"

"Downstairs. Past the kitchen." Derek nodded the left the room, clothes on hand. He returned a few minutes later and walked over to where Stiles was still standing. His eyes scanned the teens surprisingly toned body and the back of his hand was pressed up against the boys head.

"Uh.. Der...Derek?" Stiles stammered, the feeling of being so close to Derek affecting his mind and body.

"Your body temperature needs to go up soon or you'll get sick." Derek's voice had his same commanding tone but had a caring sound that Stiles was thrown off by. The alpha directed the teen over to the bed and ordered him to crawl under the blankets. Stiles did as he was instructed followed by Derek who crawled into the warm mass of blankets behind him.

The feeling of Derek's warm body pressed up against his own with his strong arms wrapped around his body had Stiles feeling warmer in no time. The warmth helped Stiles find his words which had been avoiding him for a while now.

"Derek," Stiles began but struggled to find the right words. "Why are you doing this?"

"Do you want me to go?" the question was simple enough and any other time Stiles would have responded with an immediate yes but not this time. Not here, not now. For now Stiles wanted nothing more than for Derek to tighten his arms around his waist and pull their bodies closer.

Derek took Stiles' silence as his answer and began to pull away but the teen stopped him.

"No," was all he said. It was all Derek needed to hear.

Alright, there it is. What did you think? Was it the BEST THING EVER!? Do I need to change my name and move to mexico? Let me know. If you like it I have an idea for an actual story to proceed from this. Also if you have any ideas as to where this could go let me know I'll give you credit if your idea inspires me. Thank you for reading and thanks for being you! Until Next Time! :)