A/N

Characters: Derek/Stiles (Slash!)

Length: Short. Prompt: Lydia.

Takes place: Good few months before "the list."

Warnings: Angst, slash, love, cliffhanger.

Disclaimer: Teen wolf isn't mine.

Here's a taste of how my stories usually run. A lot of angst. I am going away to a camp for the weekend and while there I intend to lock in from tonight till Sunday night with my laptop and write out my Diles Fest story. I'm posting this so you guys have something while I disappear. This chapter is for my amazing reviewer LuvinChelleCity who asked for a Lydia one. This scene was actually a "deleted" scene from my fest story that just fit so well here. I may utilize it for my story again so you may see it come the 12th. Despite the ending, the only prompt this one represents is Lydia (x3) so you guys can continue asking for ones from the list if you'd like.

"Don't you ever answer your phone?" The voice on the other line snarled loudly and Stiles could swear he felt the breath ghosting across his face as the anger came across the line tangibly. Ignoring the strange feeling that hit him in the pit of his chest he instead focused on the surge of anger that came up in reaction. Holding on to the anger to defend himself he responded curtly "Did you want something, Derek?"

There was a pause on the other side of the line as Stiles could practically feel the man grinding his extra-sharp teeth. What a ridiculously absurd situation this was. Stiles waited breathing harshly as he could practically feel the tension in the air. It would reach a boiling very soon and Stiles couldn't bring himself back down. He couldn't make himself calm down. Not after today. He'd had a terrible day. Normally he reached out to Derek via text constantly thorught the day. The stress of having a non-existent best friend and no social life whatsoever was only made better by Derek's constant presence.

The silence was ridiculously uncomfortable and Stiles decided he didn't have time to play this game.

"Listen bub, you aren't in a position to be angry with me about having fri-"

"You don't have friends you have an ex"

Stiles rolled his eyes. He most certainly did have an ex, that was nothing new or surprising. "I thought you could smell shit like that? Didn't you know what you were getting yourself into? You don't own me, Derek." The name fell off his lips like poison.

The words that greeted him next were clipped and cold, "I was unaware that I thought this to be more than it actually was. I thought this was more than just a casual fu-"

Stiles took his ear away from the phone to give himself some space from the situation at hand. He just couldn't understand what was going on. So he and Lydia had sex once upon a time. Was the really such a big thing? He couldn't calm himself, he just wanted to scream and vent, and curse and swear and tear things apart until Derek finally understood what he wanted to say but couldn't.

"Listen, why don't you just say what this is really about. You said it and I didn't and you're upset about THAT!"

Frustration rang clear as Stiles knew they had officially passed their first argument and potentially entered what may be their first and last argument. Sure, there were little moments when the disagreed on certain things but never had they all out argued like this. Derek normally backed down to keep his wolf in check, or Stiles backed down when he wasn't sure if Derek could keep his wolf in check.

Over the phone however, they were both a safe distance apart that he knew this would just keep escalating.

Stiles SWORE he heard the sound of Derek's teeth cracking under the pressure of him clenching his jaw but before he could react the boy was speaking. "I. Am. Not. Upset."

Stiles rolled his eyes. "Of course you aren't. You're Mr. bad ass werewolf, you're NEVER upset. Well get this, I did NOTHING WRONG!"

He paused from breath here preparing to show Derek why people feared his verbal onslaught. "You have no reason to be jealous of Lydia. Yesterday was her BIRTHDAY, all I did was talk to her and we laughed. And okay, yes she flirted but I didn't flirt back. At least, not on purpose. I guess now that I have someone she wants me but I lo-" Stiles broke off. He had just talked himself into a corner.

"You really can't say it, can you" The voice snarled, and Stiles once again bit down on his illogical need to jump in anxiety. Even over the phone Derek's voice held complete sway over him.

"We've only been dating for less than a year and I didn't think it was such a big deal if I didn't say it back after you said it! I'm only 17 DEREK!" Why couldn't he understand!

They had talked about Lydia last night as well, but once things calmed down Derek had been all romantic and sweet and then at the end of the night Derek had said it. The big L. How could he expect him to just up and be ready to say it too? Sure he'd said it to Scott, hell he said it to his dad and Lydia now that they were on speaking terms after there breakup. But he'd been clear that he loved her as a friend. But this was different. What he felt for Derek was different.

"a year…"

Realizing he'd zoned out on the conversation he fumbled for his phone pulling it closer to his ear he whispered. "What?"

"We've been dating for one year-"

"Exactly." They both said in unison.

"Yes, that's exactly what I-" Wait a minute. When did it become an entire year exactly?

Swiveling around in his chair he spun around twice before he found his calendar. SHIT!

"Derek I-"

"Yeah, happy anniversary to you too."

The line went dead…

Stiles stood up from his chair. The phone fell from his hand and as he threw himself on the bed he didn't know what to feel. He had told Lydia happy birthday. He had told her she was a good friend and that he loved her as such when she came on to him. He had done everything but be there for the man he loved. He'd forgotten his own anniversary!

He did love him, so why couldn't he just SAY it!

Stiles lay on the bed…and sobbed.

So there you have it. I'm tired of Derek being the bad guy so this one is all on Stiles. At least, from my perspective. Sure things could have been handled better by Derek but really...anyway, I'm more interested in who YOU think is the bad guy here, and how will Stiles fix this? Hmmm. :P And Yes, I made Lydia's birthday their anniversary. Ironic unrest?

Coming soon: Derek making stiles cry. Stiles' list. More lydia-bashing. And possibly the wedding scene.