I am sorry about the diff POVs! if you can hang in there a little longer i promise ithey will go away. i think chapter four and after is only stiles POV!

STILES POV

Stiles sat on his bed wondering why Derek hadn't texted him back yet. Fed up with waiting, he was about to send him a new text when the phone started ringing again, signaling a new text.

Derek: Well, someone's being bossy, I guess I could spare a few minutes. P.s. it's not like you wouldn't talk any way.

Stiles smiled at the message. Was Derek joking? Deciding to play along, he sent him back another text.

Stiles: why don't you get your cute werewolf ass over here and I will show you bossy! P.s. shut up :p

Not long afterwards, his phone rang again.

Derek: can't wait!

The message was simple but those two words sent a jolt of excitement down his spine. Stiles answered him with a text just as equally short.

Stiles: do hurry! :D

DEREKS POV

At this point in time, Derek settled for sitting on the stairs, having given up working out. He hoped Stiles wouldn't take his words too seriously, even though he did love when the kid got bossy. His phone vibrated, pulling him out of his thoughts. He opened the text,

Stiles: why don't you get Ur cute werewolf ass over here and I will show you bossy! P.s. shut up :p

Derek growled at the words, wishing he was there already. Grabbing the black leather jacket, he started running to Stiles' house, texting him back on the way there.

Derek: Can't wait!

By running at full speed, he managed to get there in minutes but decided on waiting a few more outside to regulate his breathing. His phone vibrated again and he quickly scanned the text,

Stiles: do hurry. :D

He smiled at the message because he had most definitely hurried.

Derek: almost there!

STILES POV

He placed his phone on his desk and headed to the bathroom. As he was finishing up, he heard the unmistakable ringtone that belonged to Derek blare from his bedroom,

Put your hands all over me please talk to me, talk to me

Tell me everything, it's gonna be alright

Put your hands all over me please walk with me, walk with me now

Love is a game you say play me and put me away

Love is a game you say play me and put me away

Put your hands all over me

Put your hands all over me

Put your hands all over me

All over me

"Of course you would text back while I'm in the bathroom, wouldn't you Derek?" He spoke to himself as he finished washing his hands and walked to the bedroom, picking up the phone.

Derek: almost there! He smiled and texted back,

Stiles: ok I'm waiting

Devious plans on what he wanted to do to Derek first raced across his mind at lightning speed as he lay down on his bed.