Fear started to travel through Stiles vains. "Um..." he said slowly "So wh-what hap-pens n-now?"
Removing his hand from Stiles chin, Derek says in a soft, yet firm voice "You say nothing to anyone, this stays between us."
"What stays between you?" Scott entered the room, with a questioning look on his face. He'd never seen Derek that close to Stiles unless he didn't have a choice
"Nothing, Scott" Derek said, going back to his usual hard personality "We were just discussing who may have played a role in yesterday's killing"
"Who are you thinking it is?" Scott said looking wearily to Stiles, who still stood in a frozen manner, only looking at Derek's face
"I've narrowed it down to a couple of people, but I'm not sure who it is exactly. All of them started to wonder about my family, and were starting to spread rumors that we were 'supernatural'" Derek looked at Scott with a slight sense of nervousness, though he seemed to be playing his normal role exceptionally well.
Scott looked at Stiles "What is wrong with him, Derek? He looks like he's just seen a ghost?" Stiles looked at Scott, but avoided eye contact
"He did, he saw a photo of me when I saw in high school; believe me when I say, that would scare anyone." Derek sounded sarcastic enough to be believable
"Where's it at, I want to see it? I need something to torture you with if you ever get on my nerves?" Scott smiled and expected Derek to say something sarcastically back
"It's gone" Derek look at Scott, with worry in his eyes
"He burnt it" Stiles finally said, but only in a robot-like voice, no emotion
A smug laugh came from Scott "You burnt your own photo? Was it really that bad?" looking at Derek with an unbelieving expression
"Yeah, at the time I was sort of... going through a phase. It's just gone now, forget about it." Derek said looking back down at the papers to avoid eye contact
"That must have been quite a horrid photo is Stiles is still standing there completely frozen and you don't want to talk about it." Scott said with a laugh
"Why are you here, again? I didn't hear you mention it when you walked in" Derek said with a firm, demanding voice
Scott couldn't understand why Derek seemed so forceful and Stiles seemed to be scared of everything around him. "I just came to let you know there was another body found. Same markings on the his back and a wire through his neck." He said as if it was casual conversation, but showing he was worried about both Derek and Stiles "The police haven't released any information yet, so I was wondering if you" looking at Stiles "could get some information from your dad. I know this has to do something with the alpha back."
"Have you ever heard of a phone, Scott? They are pretty popular, and you didn't have to come all the way down here just to say you want help from Stiles!" he said in an offensive voice, as if Derek was protecting something (by which he was).
"Oh.. um.. okay, I'll just call next time. I'm sorry I interrupted you're research. But Styles, could you try to get some information from your dad tonight?" Stiles just shook his head, looking at no one but the wall "Ok, good. I'll be at home if you need me." Scott turned around and started walking to the door, where he turned just before leaving "I still want to see that photo, Derek. There has to be a copy somewhere!" He laughed and left, but he still knew something had to have been wrong.
Derek looked at Stiles with an angered face, Stiles looked at him in worry "You cannot tell anyone about what just happened. I swear to god, I will make you pay if you do; do you understand that!?" Derek shouted
Stiles eyes drew to the back of his head, and the fainted to the floor.
Stiles woke up on his bed, his head was throbbing. All he had on were the shorts he usually sleeps in. He sat up and looked around the room, he found Derek standing in the corner near the window.
"W-why are y-you here... w-what happened..." Stiles mumbled looking towards Derek, who was nothing more than a blurred figure
"You fainted when Scott left and hit your head on the floor at my loft. That's probably why your head hurts" Derek said, with a slight laugh at the end
Stiles vision was starting to become clearer "Why are you in my room?" Stiles looked down at himself "Why am I only wearing shorts... Oh my god, Derek, what did you do to me!" Stiles shouted at Derek
"An hour after you fainted, you still hadn't waken up, so I brought you here. Your dad let me in, seeing you unconscious. I brought you here, changed you into the shorts you wear when you sleep and waited for you to wake up." Derek said as if he was reading from a script
"You changed my cloths? Why the hell didn't you just drop me on the bed and leave?" Stiles said in a high, embarrassed voice
"Remember I told you you're part of the pack? If someone else in my pack passed out, I'd take care of them too. By the way, you're jeans were smelled like shit, so I started a load of laundry for you" Derek said" you're welcome."
"So now you're my maid, doing my laundry. What else are you going to do? Change my the bed sheets?" Stiles had an angry, yet thankful attitude; he had a lot of laundry to do
Derek sat of the side of the bed, and looked at Stiles with a comforting smile "I've already done that Stiles; you peed yourself. So I changed your bed sheets, and I changed you." now having a sarcastic smile
"I pissed myself..." Stiles looked away from Derek "Wait, you said you changed me? Oh my god, you saw me naked. Why the hell didn't you just leave me there. I could have taken care of myself, you know!"
"I did it because you're more that just part of my pack, Stiles. That should have been obvious by now. Why are you so embarrassed?" Derek said without sarcasm. He really wanted to know why Stiles felt embarrassed around him.
"I'm embarrassed because you saw me naked, Derek. That would embarrass anyone... except you, who knows what you have to be embarrassed about." Stiles looked away, blushing.
"Stiles" he paused "you have nothing to be embarrassed about." Derek said with a smile
Stiles looked up with wonder in his eyes "What do you mean 'nothing to be embarrassed about'"?
"Shut up, Stiles" Derek quickly leaned in toward Stiles, eyes closing, just as earlier that night. Derek wanted this one to be special, but he didn't know why; so he made it last. He wrapped both hands around Stiles cheeks, preforming the kiss with perfection, not letting it end any time soon.
Stiles fell into the kiss with more passion this time. He too didn't want it to end. He participated this time, he retrieved Derek's lips when they started to pull away, wanting more. He loved the feeling, he loved everything about it.
Both Stiles and Derek knew. They knew this is what life would be, they were meant for each other. There is no other option but to be together. But how would they keep it from everyone else knowing? It would be obvious at some point. But all they thought about right now was how perfect the other is, still finding perfections each second.
Derek leaned back, moving his hand down Stiles chest "I... I think we both know what this means..." he paused "I just want you, Stiles" he ran his hand down further Stiles chest, then pulling away. But Derek's hand hit a bump when he pulled back.
"What the kiss really that good?" Derek asked with a laugh
"Oh god, um... I-I just... oh god, this is really embarrassing..." Stiles said with an extreme amount of embarrassment, pulling himself under the sheets of his bed
"When I said you have nothing to be embarrassed about, Stiles, that's what I was talking about." Derek said with a smile and a slight laugh. He got up from the bed and started walking towards the open window.
"Don-Don't leave yet, Derek. I just want you to stay with here for a while." Stiles said with complete longing.
Derek turned and looked at Stiles, half hidden under the sheets. He let out a slight breath, like a sight of relief mixed with a slight laugh. He walked slowly towards the bed again, and laid himself between Stiles and the edge.
Stiles slide closer to Derek and wrapped his shaky arm around Derek's side. Derek, almost not knowing what to do, leaned in closer to Stiles, wrapped his arm around Stiles' back and placed his hand gently against his head. Both relaxed and coupled into one being. They laid there for the rest of the night, neither one could sleep, but they just laid there in complete bliss.