FIRST OFF...THANK YOU SOO MUCH FOR ALL THE FAVORITES! And second, thanks to XxAlphaSterekXx she convinced me to add more. So thank her as well, to giving me this idea. Without her, I would have just left Stiles & Derek in the dark..my babies!...Wow I have problems. *facedesk*
Oh and I do not own Teen Wolf or Supernatural..*mutters* sadly.
Stiles felt like he was floating up the stairs to his room. He could not believe it, Derek freaking Hale liked him back.
"Stiles?" His dad asked, standing in the doorway. "What has you on cloud nine?" The sheriff asked.
"Wuh?" Stiles asked from his spot on the bed.
"What is with you? What ever it is..I don't wanna know. Listen I gotta go. Its gonna be a late night shift." Sheriff said, shaking his head at his sons dazed look. "Oh and don't forget Supernatural is on...like now." His dad said with a look at his watch before side stepping out of his sons way.
"Gah! I almost forgot about that!" Stiles yells out as he jumps out of his bed. Tripping over his own feet, he doges the table that keeps a picture of his mom and him, and dives on the couch. "Ninja!" He cries out. His dad just rolls his eyes and walks out the front door.
About thirty minutes in the show during a commercial break he makes popcorn. Bouncing on the balls of his feet as it pops, he starts rapping Thrift Shop. "I'm gonna pop some tags. Only got twenty dollars in my pocket. I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up. This is fu-Popcorn!" He cries out as the microwave goes off. Quickly pouring the popcorn in the bowl he high tales it out of the kitchen to the living room.
Why won't Dean just admit he is gay for Cas already?! Stiles thinks to himself, as the hunter and angel practically have eye sex. His thoughts were interrupted when his phone goes off. He slightly scowls that he has to peel his eyes away from the T.V. "Scott, we discussed this, you no call when Supernatural is on. Better be an emergency." Stiles says, tone serious. And he is, the last time Scott called was when Dean admitted to Cas he loved him. Scott almost lost his life the next day.
"I forgot what day it is sorry! But it is an emergency..ok well no it isn't. Where did you go after the game?" Scott asked. Stiles heard a shuffle on the other side of the phone.
"I-uh, I talked to Derek. He likes me back." Stiles said simply.
"Really? That is awesome Stiles! What did you talk about?" Scott asked.
Stiles smiled, "We did not do much talking, if you know what I mean."
Scott groaned on the other side. "Too much Stiles. Well as you and Derek..talked," Stiles could practically hear Scott wince, "I finally got the nerve to talk to Allison." Scott admitted.
"Really? That is awesome! Did you guys..you know, talk?" Stiles asked in curiosity. His eyes instantly go to the T.V. when he realizes Dead is shirtless. "God bless Supernatural."
"No! I mean..yes we talked. And that was it, we are going to go on a date tomorrow, after school. And dude please keep your Supernatural fangirl, boy, to yourself." Scott said. Just as Stiles was about to reply with a point of him fanboying over Larry Stylinson before Scott interrupted. "OH! Guess who is coming back to Beacon Hills."
"Santa?" Stiles asked not really caring. He took a handful of popcorn and shoved it in his mouth.
"Evan Adams!" Scott practically shouted.
Stiles' life flashed before his eyes as he inhaled his popcorn. He started to pound on his chest as he coughed frantically. "I'm sorry my spastic coughing just decided to cover your words. Did you just say Evan Adams?! As in the one I have crushed on since 5th grade. Then decided he liked me in 8th grade, but ripped my heart out and tap danced on it as he left me freshman year?" He gasped for air, cause wow, that was a lot.
"Uh, yeah that Evan Adams." Stiles hear another shuffle. "Look Stiles I gotta go Allison is calling. Later." With that, he hung up.
"Well thank you best friend. Leave me with shocking news then hang up cause your girlfriend calls." Sighing he throws down his phone. He looks back at the T.V. and sees the next show has started. "Son of a bitch!" He yells out, pulling a Dean.
Evan Adams was the first guy Stiles started to like, well actually Derek was the first guy he started to like but, Evan was the first guy to like Stiles back. Evan always made Stiles laugh, no matter what. Even it was a stupid joke. Scott always teased Stiles about it being punch drunk love, but Stiles just liked calling it a school girl crush. But during freshman year, Stiles finally admitted being bi. Once Evan found out he started acting more, close, to him. That is when he admitted he liked Stiles back. They never dated though. Evan was not ready to be in a relationship. They shared each others first kiss, well Stiles first kiss. At the end of freshman year, Evan all of a sudden became more distant. Avoiding Stiles at all times, even turned to walk the other direction in the hall of Stiles. Finally he up and left with his family. Never even said goodbye to Stiles. After that, Stiles became a rec. Would not eat for a while, barley even talked to anyone, even Scott. But something lit up inside of him out of no where when he first seen Derek. It was like a slap in the face, a good slap though.
"Tomorrow is going to be a long day." Stiles says out loud. As he made his way up stairs to his room.
Stiles was nervous and a little anxious when he got to school on Friday. Scott was walking next to him, as they make their way through the doors, talking about his and Allison's conversation.
"And she even likes (*1)Avenged Sevenfold! A girl as pretty as her likes Avenged Sevenfold!" Scott practically swoons.
"Yeah? That's awesome." Stiles says, not really paying attention.
"Who are you looking for?" Scott asked.
"What? I am not looking for anyone." Stiles says, before catching himself looking around the hallway. "OK, maybe I am."
"Would that person happen to be Derek or Evan?" Scott asks.
"No its neither-Sorry.!" Stiles says as he bumps into someone while rounding a corner.
"Stiles? Is that you?" He hears before looking up. His heart clenches when he realizes it was Evan. His blues eyes still as gorgeous, and blonde hair long enough to just hang on his forehead.
"Um, yep, still me. Stiles." He says lamely. He mentally facedesks himself. "Hi."
"How the hell are you?" Evan asks. "Damn you look." His eyes travel up Stiles body. Both the same height actually. "You look good." He flashes a smile, the same smile that made his knees go weak two years ago. Now it just makes his heart clench, and painful memories to flood back. His eyes narrow in on his neck. Self consciously, Stiles' put his hand to his neck. The memories of Derek's lips on his neck come flooding back.
A blush creeps up his neck. "Thanks. You look good too." Stiles admits. And he does, he is taller, tanner and more built. Like a good twenty pounds more on Stiles.
Scott speaks up next to him, "Stiles. Derek is coming over hear."
Stiles looks past Evan's shoulder to see Derek striding over to him, duffle bag over one shoulder. Damn. Stiles thought. Stiles felt a smile creep to his face. Evan turned to look at Derek, before looking back at Stiles. A look he could not read crossed his face.
Derek pushes past Evan and takes Stiles by his waist and kisses him ruff and hard. Pulling away, Stiles gasp. Derek smirks before nodding at Scott. "Hey, Scott." Finally Derek turns to Evan, "Oh hey sorry, did not see you there. 'Sup? I'm Derek. Stiles boyfriend."He manages to make that clear.
"Um, hi. I am Evan, Stiles, friend." Evan says.
"Cool. So Stiles wanna come with me to drop off my bag in the locker room?" Derek asks wrapping a arm around his waist.
"Sure. Well it was good seeing you again Evan." Stiles says as Derek practically drags him away.
Scott finally speaks up again. "Hey there is Allison. Allison! Wait up! Later Stiles, Derek. Nice meeting you Evan." Scott yells over his shoulder as he chases after his girlfriend.
"See ya Scoot." Derek called out, not even saying bye to Evan.
As they round the corner to the locker room, Derek finally takes his arm off Stiles waist and takes his hand softly.
"So, as much as I love a hello like that, what was that about?" Stiles asks. Derek does not answer. A light bulb goes off. "You...you were jealous!" Stiles cries out. Derek just rolls his eyes and yanks open the locker room door. "Haha, this is awesome. I have never had someone jealous because of me-oof." Stiles is cut off when Derek shoves him against the wall and slams his lips on Stiles'.
Derek pulls away when the door opens. They both look over to see Greenberg come in, head phones in hand nodding. Derek just nods toward him and looks back at Stiles who was still smiling. "I was not jealous. I just...got a little possessive." Derek mutters.
"That's for sure." Stiles nods. He watches as Derek makes his way toward his locker. An idea came to mind, Stiles slowly makes his way out of the locker room. "Derek Hale was jealous! Because of me!" He shouts and runs for his life as he hears a 'Damnit Stiles!' And a slam of locker.
Lets just say, Stiles regretted nothing afterwords. Instead of being mad, Derek only gave him more kisses. Oh yes, this relation is starting out nice.
So this is not that great, but I tried. (*1) So I am in love with that song! I became obsessed with it! Please tell me what you think!