14th October

"It's a date with Derek Hale Stiles."

"Fine, I'll change my shirt."

"And…"

"The pants."

"Wear the black jeans I got you and the dark blue shirt I know Allison got you for Christmas."

"You know I can't actually remember asking for your help."

"I know, really Stiles what were you thinking?" Stiles huffed and rummaged around his wardrobe for the preferred clothes.

"I can't find them."

"Are they hanging up?"

"Oh hey would you look at that?" The group rolled their eyes collectively as Stiles changed his clothes; they were all currently sat on his bed watching The Notebook. Lydia and Jackson had the laptop resting on their knees while Scott and Allison were trying to climb in to each other's mouths. Danny was in the middle of both couples looking like he was about ready to swat Scott and Allison apart.

"Okay, how do I look?" Stiles spread his arms out and even Danny couldn't resist giving him an appreciative whistle. Stiles smiled and pulled on some shoes before everyone froze as a knock came to the door. Stiles looked up to everyone and he half considered breaking out through the window.

"What time is it?" Danny looked down at his watch and smiled at Stiles.

"Just turned 8. Guess that must be your prince charming now." Stiles hurried to the door before anyone could get to it before him. He pulled it open to Derek with his fist half way to the door, he looked Stiles up and down then smiled as he dropped his hand.

"Hey, you ready?"

"Yeah. Just let me grab my keys and phone." Stiles edged the door closed and grabbed his stuff from Lydia's hand.

"What are you guys gonna do?"

"We were gonna go back to Jackson's, but don't worry Scott has a key so we'll just lock up after you've gone."

"Right. Good. Okay. Bye." Stiles stepped out in to the hall with Derek and smiled as they started walking down the hall. Stiles had never had a problem filling silences but right now it was a little…okay a lot awkward. He doesn't remember this part in the movies, it was always pick them up, smile, and then next shot there in the restaurant having eye sex and conversation, nobody mentioned the pre-dinner awkward pick up.

"So you do History right?"

"Yeah, I'm on my second year though."

"Do you like the course?"

"Yeah it's good, I always liked the subject at school and I guess I never really wanted to do anything else."

"Cool."

"What is that you take?"

"I do English, I mean I liked most of my lessons at school but I want to be a teacher so it seemed like the best choice."

"What age do you want to teach?"

"Like kindergarten or maybe 1st grade."

"That's really cool Stiles." Derek pushed open the door to Stiles building and walked towards his car.

"Dude, is this your car?"

"Well it used to be my sisters, but yeah its mine now."

"It's gorgeous!"

"Thanks. Do you actually want to get in it, or just stare at it?"

"I'm debating." He threw Derek a smirk over the roof of the car and then pulled open the door and climbed in. Derek joined him moments later and he started the car up.

"Where exactly are we going?"

"Restaurant in town."

"Any further details you want to share?"

"Nope."

"Is it expensive, because I don't have a lot of money?"

"I'm paying, don't worry about it."

"Dude, I really don't mind paying for myself."

"Stiles I asked you out, it's okay." Derek gave Stiles a small smile and put his hand on Stiles's knee. Stiles tensed slightly and Derek glanced at him with a worried expression.

"Is this not okay?"

"No. I mean yes. It's fine honestly." Stiles tried to give Derek a reassuring smile but it felt more awkward than anything. Come on Stiles he's touching you knee not your dick. As long as there is no sex tonight or any night for the next two months everything will be fine. Oh god why is this so hard all of a sudden…now is not the time to think about things getting harder.

"Erm…Stiles?"

"Yeah?"

"Any reason you're mumbling about things getting harder?"

"Er…I just meant in this weather, getting harder to see the road."

"It's a clear night."

"Right. I was just testing you; you know road safety and all." Stiles turned towards the window and tried to hide how red his cheeks were. Derek squeezed Stiles knee a little and concentrated back on the road. Stiles tried to will his blush away before they got to the restaurant. Unfortunately for Stiles they pulled in to the parking lot 5 minutes later and his blush was still going strong. He got out of the car and met Derek round the front.

"Stiles are you okay? You seem nervous."

"Its just I've never actually dated anyone before, so I guess I am a little." Derek laced his fingers through Stiles's and squeezed reassuringly.

"Let's just worry about what to order first." Stiles smiled and let Derek pull him towards the door of the restaurant. Stiles squinted as they walked inside; the place was lit by a few over head lights and candles on every table and Stiles had never been somewhere so romantic. Derek seemed to know what he was doing though; the hostess knew his name and told him to take his usual table. How often did he do this? Derek pulled out Stiles's chair for him and Stiles smile just felt weird on his face.

"So come here often?" Derek cursed under his breath as he banged his elbow of the corner of the table.

"I'm sorry?"

"You just seem to know your way around the place."

"Oh. Yeah I used to work here."

"Oh, cool." Stiles let out a sigh of relief as the waitress came over and handed them each a menu. Derek ordered them two cokes and Stiles just smiled politely as she glared at him a little.

"Did you date anyone that works here?"

"Yeah. Jennifer."

"I'm gonna take a stab in the dark here and say she's our waitress."

"Yeah, do you know her?"

"No but she's still glaring at me, so yeah."

"Do you want to leave? If she's making you uncomfortable…"

"Oh Derek no, it's kind of funny that she hates me for just going on a date with you." Derek slid his hand across the table to link with Stiles's fingers.

"Well maybe we should give her something to really glare about."

"What did you have in mind?" Stiles swallowed a little at the mischievous glint that seemed to come in to Derek's eyes. Derek stood up and Stiles felt a little panic run through him as it looked like Derek was about to bail, but instead he came round the table and stopped at Stiles side. Stiles eyes couldn't seem to leave Derek's and his breath came out a little ragged as Derek dragged his hand up Stiles arm to his neck and he bent closer to Stiles. Derek's mouth was inches from Stiles's and he felt Derek exhale as he spoke barely above a whisper "Do you want me to stop?" Stiles did not so instead of answering he moved the last few inches and brushed his lips against Derek's. Derek knew that was the only answer he was going to get so he put a bit more in to the kiss. Stiles had been expecting fireworks and maybe something monumental but somehow this was better, it was real. It felt like it lasted hours but it was nothing more than 30 seconds before Derek was pulling back. His eyes seemed a little darker and he put a smirk on his face like he knew he was affecting Stiles, because he was, but that didn't mean that Stiles couldn't see he'd affected Derek as well. Derek moved back to his seat and Stiles jolted a little as Jennifer practically slammed the drinks on the table, he'd almost forgotten the reason for Derek kissing him.

"Do you want food?"

"Please."

"Then order something."

"I shall have the meat pizza please, Stiles?"

"I'll have the Bolognese please."

"Would you like extra garlic with that?"

"No thanks." Jennifer picked up the menu's and stormed back towards the kitchen to give in their order.

"You know she probably spit in our drinks right?" Derek eyed the drink suspiciously before taking a big gulp of it; he swallowed it down and made a loud 'Ahhhh' sound.

"Well that is some good coke, maybe she should spit in all the drinks." Stiles couldn't help but snort at that and he hid his face behind his hand a little as though he could hide the sound. Derek just chuckled and hooked his ankle around Stiles's. Dinner went better after that, the kiss had taken away some of the awkwardness and they maintained none awkward conversation where Stiles didn't even embarrass himself. Jennifer had brought their food, probably spit in that too, but they just ate and murmured their enjoyment much to her dismay. Afterwards they just settled in to an easy conversation and they didn't even realise how long they'd been sat there till Jennifer came over and told them to get out. Whatever, she looked frumpy in that shirt. It wasn't until they were back in the car and on the way to Stiles's flat that Stiles remembered he couldn't have sex with Derek tonight. No sex for him or he would have to wear what Lydia told him too and with the influence of everyone else it could be something completely ridiculous. Crap. Stiles swallowed as Derek pulled up outside his building.

"So I had a great night, thanks Derek."

"You don't want me to come upstairs?"

"Nope. But I would like to do this again if you want to?"

"You're just going to go inside alone?"

"Yes Derek. Wow you do not get turned down on the first date often do you?"

"More like never."

"Well there's a first for everything." Stiles leaned over the dash and gave Derek a quick kiss on the lips before he jumped out of the car. Derek was still staring a little dazed at Stiles as he walked away. He watched as Stiles turned around to give him a little wave then walked inside his building. Derek was only broken out of his stupor when his phone blared out against the silence of the car. He forced it out of his pocket and answered.

"Why are you answering?"

"Gee Erica maybe because you rang me."

"No you idiot why aren't you with Stiles?"

"I was, he just got out of the car."

"And you didn't go with him?"

"He didn't want me to."

"What?"

"He didn't want me to go up."

"Wait, are you telling me that Stiles turned down your offer of sex?"

"Yes." Derek glared at the phone as Erica started to cackle down the phone, he started saying her name till she finally took some deep breaths and apparently got herself under control.

"Wow, and you thought it would be so easy."

"I thought it would be!"

"Oh Der, you know you only win the bet if you actually sleep with him right?"

"Yeah I know." Derek hung up the phone and sat in his car for a few minutes before he actually started her up. Clearly a romantic restaurant was the wrong direction, okay time to think of a new plan.