Stiles was twirling his phone in his hand, knowing that he shouldn't expect anything from Derek. Not after he left. Again.

But this time he hadn't even come back. It had been three months and not a word. Not a single thing.

Not a phone call, not a text. Nothing.

Stiles had become more than a little surprised when he had realized that he was angry at the wolf. Furthermore to add to his surprise, he was also having a weird case of.. missing the guy. Sourwolf or not.

Not that he was gay. He had never been attracted to men before. Well, he knew how to appreciate a good looking man, but he had never thought of himself as gay. He liked females more than males. More like.. alright, of he was completely honest with himself, he had always been curious. Not like he had looked up sexual orientation or gay porn before. At least you couldn't see that on his log on his laptop. He always erased his log.

Anyway; so he might be bisexual. No harm in that. But he had never been attracted or acted on said attraction against any males before. But with Derek.. it was something else. It was not just because he was a guy. It was because he was Derek.

He might have been terrified of Derek the first time he had seen him. And felt his anger. A lot. From several harsh meetings with different set of walls.

But after a while, the heat behind Derek's threats seemed to lessen and Stiles didn't react the same way as he used to before. And Derek knew that.

And the fact that Stiles had saved the wolf's life more than a handful of times and Derek had been there for Stiles as well.. the threat of being killed by Derek became kind of just that. A threat. And an empty one at that.

After a while they had gotten into some kind of a tentative friendship. Not that they were buddies, but at least they tolerated each other.

So what if Stiles had been there when Derek had needed some time alone. But Stiles had showed up anyway and had spent a few hours doing nothing but doing his homework at Derek's loft. In silence. But Derek hadn't kicked him out. He had been sitting on the couch while Stiles had been sitting by the table. When Stiles had left, he had put a hand on his shoulder to which Derek had sagged under and muttered a 'thanks'.

So what if Derek had awoken Stiles from more than a few nightmares, climbing into bed with him and holding him close until he fell asleep.

So what if they had, one night, started talking. Then continued talking when Derek showed up in Stiles' bedroom or Stiles hung back at the loft after a meeting or just showed up. They had talked. A lot.

About the pack, Allison, Boyd and Erica, crazy Peter.. About the Kanima and then Stiles thoughts about the Nogitsune. It had come as a surprise when Derek had started talking about Kate and how much he resented her for what she had done to him and his family.

So what if they had found a sort of common ground and comfort in each others company.

None of them mentioned it to anyone. It had been like a silent agreement. And it had been a perfect deal.

But now Derek had left and not one word or one phone call from him. And Stiles had to admit; he missed the stupid wolf!

"Dammit!"

He threw his phone on his desk and trudged downstairs to find something to eat. He would not be the one who broke first. He would wait until Derek made the first move.

If Derek hadn't forgotten all about Beacon Hills already, that is.

Authors note: yay or nay? :)