Author's Note: This is my first teen wolf fanfic and I am not sure if I will continue it so if you want to see more review and let me know. Obviously I do not own TeenWolf or it's characters.
A little background on it is that basically Derek gets a strange and unknown type of wolfsbane in his system so Scott, Stiles, and Allison take him to Danny's (his parents are out of town) to heal, they also tell Danny everything.
When Danny walked into the room he saw Derek lying on the couch writhing in pain, he wanted nothing more to soothe his every ache and calm the beast that was scratching at his skin trying desperately to get out. He walked over and kneeled beside the couch not knowing what to do he placed a hand on Derek's shoulder and whispered that he was safe and everything would be fine. Derek's tense body started to relax and Danny's hand gently slid over his lean muscles to the large scar on his hip.
Derek's eyes jerked open, a simple movement that caused Danny to lose his balance. Completely embarrassed all he could do was stare at Derek's dark brown eye's that he now noticed had flecks of gold in them. Looking into Derek's eyes Danny was suddenly filled with a surge of confidence, "where did you get that scar?" he asked as he motioned to Derek's hip. Derek broke their gaze to look up at the ceiling as he answered and by the tone of his voice Danny could tell it was a painful memory.
"A hunter followed me to the woods just past the Canadian border, I had been running for days, I was completely exhausted and needed a rest, I thought I had lost him but as soon as I closed my eyes an arrow dipped in wolfsbane ripped through me and into the tree behind me."
"Holy shit" Danny didn't even realize he had said anything until after it came out. "It's okay, I survived" "how?" Danny was curious though he already knew the answer. Derek turned to look into Danny's eyes again "the only way I knew how" "you killed him" Danny replied suddenly feeling uncomfortable being so close to Derek. "It was either him or me" Derek's body tensed again and his eyes hardened.
Danny felt bad for second guessing Derek even if they barely knew each other he could tell that Derek would never hurt him. As if sensing Danny's regret Derek relaxed his muscles, his eyes softening as he changed the topic "how'd you get yours?" "What?" Danny stared at Derek again, confused. "Your scar" Derek responded as he reached his hand to touch the faint mark on the back of Danny's neck just below his hair line that Danny had forgotten was even there.
Unable to think clearly Danny stumbled over his words "I fell out of a tree when I was seven, I needed six stitches" Something Danny was proud of at the time now made him feel childish in front of Derek. "I'm sorry that must've hurt" Derek said his face adopting a look of concern. A fact Danny barely noticed as he was too painfully aware that Derek's hand was still on his neck with his thumb now gently brushing against Danny's ear lobe.
Stunned, Danny had never been touched so gently by someone other than his parents when he was young and yet it felt so natural when Derek did it. Danny's heart beat rapidly in his chest. He blushed and looked to the ground when he realized that Derek could hear his heartbeat, that he knew how much Danny wanted him. He only looked back up when he heard Derek's soft but rough voice say as if reading Danny's mind "it's okay".
Danny couldn't speak when he felt Derek's hand tighten its grip on his neck and start to slowly pull Danny in. Danny put a hand on Derek's stomach and the other on the couch just above Derek's head to brace himself as Derek pulled him closer to him and placed his other hand in Danny's hair. Danny closed his eyes as Derek brought his lips to meet Danny's. Danny tightened his grip on Derek's stomach as Derek swept his tongue along Danny's bottom lip. Danny responded by slightly parting his lips to allow Derek to deepen the kiss.
Danny barely had the strength to pull away when he heard his friend's car pull up to the front of the house. The look of confusion on Derek's face only intensified when their friends walked through the door and Danny realised that even with his enhanced senses Derek hadn't heard them coming.
How could he not have heard them coming? Derek asked himself but as he did he knew the answer, Danny. Even now that he was separated from the boy, who stood at the far end of the room, his heart beat and breathing was deafening to Derek. For the first time in Derek's life he had to strain to hear the conversation going on around him.
"What are we going to do with him?" "He can't even stand there's nothing we can do" "maybe my dad knows something about this type of wolfsbane I could steal some of his books" "no, it's too dangerous, we don't know what he'll do if he finds out you're helping us" "my parents won't be back for a week he can stay here until then" Derek didn't have to strain to hear that voice.
It amazed him at how well Danny was handling everything about what Derek really was and about the world he lived in. He didn't know why but Danny seemed to trust him immediately even though he didn't know anything about Derek. But didn't Derek feel the same way, he had told Danny the truth about the first hunter he killed and he had broken all his rules when he kissed him. Why did he kiss him? He could tell Danny had wanted him and a part of him wanted Danny too, wanted to feel the touch of Danny's soft lips against his and taste his tongue.
"Derek do you know anything about what could have done this to you?" Stiles' voice broke Derek out of his thoughts of Danny and the kiss. "No" "great so we're completely clueless". It was a lie the truth was that Derek had heard rumors about the wolfsbane that completely immobilized it's victims without actually killing them but for some reason he just couldn't tell the others about it. Even if he had wanted to he just couldn't make his mouth comply.
No one had reacted when Danny had offered his house but they just probably thought that Danny hadn't really meant it. "I'm serious, he can stay here." Everyone was looking at Danny now even Derek, who was clearly having a hard time concentrating on the conversation. "I, mean if you guys need somewhere to keep, no one will look for him here right" nothing, no one replied, everyone just kept looking at him.
"He has a point" it was Stiles who broke the silence, now grinning at Danny with a knowing look in his eyes "it's not like we haven't already told him everything and he seems more than fine with it". Stiles was probably the strangest person Danny had ever met and Danny was constantly surprised at how well he could read people, he probably picked it up from his dad, the sheriff.
"I mean it that's okay with Derek than I guess it's fine" Danny had never seen Scott as anything more than an average kid but when he learned his secret he could see how much more confident it had made him in the past few months. "So how 'bout it Miguel, you mind shacking up with Danny for a few more days?" Stiles liked to call Derek, Miguel, the name he used when Danny first met Derek and Stiles told him he was his cousin, just because he knew how much it bothered Derek.
Danny could not resist looking at Derek as he responded and to his surprise Derek was looking at him too. "It'll do" Stiles' grin grew till it covered his whole face; again he was the only one of their friends who knew that Derek was holding something back in his response. "Great, thanks Danny this is a big help" "no, problem Scott, if there's anything else I can do" "do you have anything to eat?" Stiles asked as more of a courtesy than anything else as he made a b-line for the kitchen. "Help yourself" "sorry about him" Scott said as he and Allison followed Stiles to the kitchen.
Danny waited until the kitchen door closed behind his friends before taking a few steps closer to Derek, who appeared to be sleeping but Danny could tell that he was just trying to lessen the pain with deep breathing. "Do you want anything to eat?" "No but unless you want to explain to your parents all the blood on their couch I could use a bucket or towel or something" "what?" Danny's confusion ended when he saw Derek start to cough and blood pooled in his hand.
Danny immediately ran to the downstairs bathroom and grabbed the yellow bucket his parents would give him when he was sick. "Here" Derek took the bucket and leaned off the couch as he coughed even harder into the bucket. He had been holding back before but now Danny could hear the blood spilling from his mouth. When Derek lied back on the couch Danny handed him a towel and took the bucket to the kitchen to empty it out.
Author's Note: I want to thank whoever it is that left the guest review. You made my day.