a/n: here's the second chapter (: i added derek let me know your opinions. i will update when i have 10 reviews! & i might change the rating next chapter to m if enough people ask for it! please let me know where you want this headed, i think i might introduce the alpha as kind of my own oc for alpha/derek but let me know because derek/jackson is still on the table. or even derek/scott/stiles if i think i could swing it that way with balance... so yeah let me know! review or pm me!

Disclaimer: This story is a complete work of fiction and is in no way based on true events or the true sexuality of the actors mentioned. Copyright of MTV and MTV Networks.

A week had gone by since Scott and Stiles had kissed, and it hadn't left the minds of either. Stiles spent his time struggling to understand what he had done to his friendship while Scott grappled with accepting that he had even kissed back. They awkwardly sifted through the day-to-day life. Stiles sat on the other side of the room away from Scott and during practice Scott avoided contact with his best friend in the locker room.

Today would be different though because Derek was waiting outside the school. He was wearing a tight grey tshirt with jeans and black sneakers, leaning against a particular blue jeep. His bright cobalt eyes glinting in the midday sun. The older man had probably been waiting only a few minutes but his nonchalant posture made Stiles speculate he wanted something.

"Scott isn't coming with me," Stiles began but Derek seemed to stand at attention now before smirking.

"Yeah, I know," He said raising a brow flashing his charismatic smirk, "I came to see you."

"Oh really?" Stiles asked his turn to raise his brows. "What could you possibly need from me?"

"Well," Derek watched as Stiles got into his jeep and he took that as cue to jump into the passenger seat. This made Stiles a bit on edge and Derek smirked a bit more, he loved watching Stiles squirm like that, it was actually kinda cute. "I haven't really been on Scott's good side but with the full moon approaching I wanted to have a bit of a progress report on him. And," Derek pulled out a very messily wrapped box and tossed it to Stiles who caught it after much fumbling. "A thank you gift for sticking with me when I asked you to chop my arm off." He shrugged.

"He's fine. But we haven't been talking in the last week so I don't really know how the wolf stuff is goin'." Stiles said starting to drive towards Derek's decrepit home. Stiles looked giddy at the gift and while they were waiting at a red light he opened it. He was curious because within the box was a small unmarked silver tin and Stiles had to wait until their next red light to open that.

"Eager huh?" Derek teased looking over at Stiles. The boy was wearing a white tshirt, dark jeans, some chucks and a cute black hat on his head. Derek wasn't sure why but he liked Stiles, seemed like a good kid, a good friend.

Stiles rolled his eyes at the comment before opening the tin, there was a braided bracelet with a silver wolf howling up at the invisible moon charm dangling off. "Wow…" Stiles said admiring it before he heard a car behind him honk, realizing the light was green he sped off but held out his hand because Derek was ready to tie it around his wrist. The older man tied it comfortably around his wrist, "Thanks, its really neat," He said smiling widely.

"Glad you like it," Derek grinned back and watched as Stiles retracted his hand and the wolf gently swayed as the teen drove. They soon pulled up to Derek's burnt house and Stiles sighed parking the jeep.

"Well thanks for th-" Stiles was suddenly aware of Derek's close proximity to the side of his face. "Uh… Derek?" He asked turning to face the other.

"Sorry," The older man said smiling kindly, his breath ghosting over Stile's cheek. "You're a good friend, Stiles. Don't let Scott's stupid teenage ways get between you two. You'd make a great and reliable pack member, even if you weren't turned, to Scott's pack." Derek unbuckled his seat pulling away. "Trust me, he cares more about you than anyone else, I can tell by the way you guys act."

"But he's in love with Allison-"

"No, he wants to be in love with Allison." Derek corrected the boy. "I know because I've been there. Wolves are loyal animals and they can bond very quickly, but that mixed with you teenage hormones raging make infatuation and love just a hop and skip away from each other," Derek said smiling, "He wants to be in love with Allison, at this age everyone wants someone. He just hasn't realized that she isn't the one." Derek explained looking out the windshield nostalgically at his home. "Let me tell you, just the smallest signs of affection his shows you should speak volumes compared to the cheapened and rushed things he does with her. He's under pressure to maintain what he has with her. But know that even if Scott when he's turned lunges at you, it means he recognizes you. In time even his inner wolf will realize what an asset you are and protect you."

"Oh," Stiles said quietly allowing the older man's words to sink in. "I see." He grinned lightly.

"Are you in love with Scott?"

Stiles' face lit up like a Christmas tree. "Huh? Me and… Scott?" He asked shaking his head. "We're just friends- best friends but we're not like th-that." He stuttered through, but Derek smirked like he already knew the real answer. A moment later Stiles felt his lips on unfamiliar territory. A musty- but not bad- smell surrounded him and lips pressed to his slightly ajar ones. Stiles' was kissing… Derek. He felt his heart pumping blood so loudly that he could hear it in his ears and Derek slipped his tongue into Stiles' mouth. The younger of them didn't protest he just let it happen, he let the older wolf explore his mouth. When it was over Stiles' face was still a glowing pink. "Shit." He mumbled.

Derek chuckled, "You're not like what?" He asked before shaking his head, "I'm sorry but you should really just push Scott up against a wall and do that. Let him know how you feel because he'd want to know how much you care about him. In the wild you would probably have to fight Allison for him, but here you have to fight with your emotions. If you love him, or at least feel like you could be then you should show him that you do. Trust me, his wolf is a dominant figure in his psyche, make an impression like that and I know at least that part of him won't forget." Derek smiled getting out of the vehicle leaving a speechless Stiles in his wake.

"W-wait you won't tell Scott we- uh…"

"Nope." Derek said waving the other off but not turning back as he walked back to his house.

It was hours later that Stiles was at home on his computer typing an essay for English when a little pop up notified him that Scott wanted to video chat. Stiles had been putting himself on invisible over messenger for the last week to avoid Scott, but he shrugged and accepted the conversation today.

"Hey," Scott's pixilated face spoke as he adjusted the camera so that Stiles could see him. "What's up?" he asked suddenly feeling awkward about talking to his best friend. Maybe they could pretend like it never happened.

"Hey," Stiles said back his face pale by the light of his computer screen and desk lamp. "I uh, drove Derek home today,"

"Why? Doesn't he have his own car?" Scott shot back he hadn't realized the jealousy that had snuck in. I mean, why would Derek need a ride home from school? He didn't even say anything to Scott.

Stiles shrugged, "Just wanted to check in on you-"

"Then he could have asked me,"

"Look, Scott he just wanted to give me advice and stuff. He gave me this really cool bracelet thing-" Stiles held up his new jewelry for Scott to see. He was about to explain when suddenly Scott looked a bit pissed off.

"What? So we stop talking for a week and you become best friends with Derek Hale? You got fricken friendship bracelets or whatever… Geeze Stiles don't you remember that he's the bane of my existence?"

"Wolfsbane?" Stiles shot back as a joke but realized that Scott wasn't laughing. "It was just a thank you for that stuff that happened back at the pet clinic." He explained shaking his head, "You don't have to blow up over it."

"Well…" Scott sighed, "Sorry I just… its been weird without you. I haven't had many people to talk to and Allison's driving me nuts. I think she's on her period… well I know so since I can kinda smell it-"

"Ew Scott too much info man," Stiles said but he laughed afterwards because he was glad they were talking again. "Seriously though I want us to be friends."

"Yeah me too." Scott said smiling. "It's a Thursday night, and since tomorrow's Friday and we have a block of free period why don't you come over?" Scott suggested with a grin.

"Sure be over soon. I'm taking the window." He warned and before Scott could protest Stiles was grinning like a maniac and closing out the chat as he grabbed his black hat from earlier and a halloween mask. He put on the ski-like halloween mask and made his way to Scott's house, climbing up with little difficulty to the second story window, peeking to make sure Scott was going to the bathroom before sneaking in and grabbing the baseball bat near the bed. He didn't want Scott to beat him to death. Once the taller of them emerged from the bathroom Stiles jumped in front of him.

Scott was surprised and he shoved his assailant to the ground shifting effortlessly before realizing it was Stiles. He was already pinning down his best friend to the oak floors when he lifted the mask. "Shit man don't do that crap. I was fucking scared!" Scott said angrily but he began to laugh because Stiles was laughing uncontrollably beneath him. "C'mon adderall addict, time to get up." Scott said as he began to get up from his spot hovering over Stiles, but a hand caught the back of his neck.

"Not yet." Stiles almost whispered before pulling Scott into a kiss. It was passionate and though just as well versed as Derek's had been, it had a specialness to it. Stiles loved the way Scott's tongue felt as it rubbed against his own. He adored the feeling he got when Scott pushed him a little further into the floor, egging him on, wanting more. Stiles continued the heated exchange for a little while, moaning slightly into his best friend's mouth.

Scott was taken aback by the sudden change. Their first kiss had been chaste, quick, innocent. But this was passionate, hot, steamy and Stile's hands were around his neck. He hadn't noticed the other's light brown eyes so prominently before. Whatever was happening between them it was just beginning, starting to open up like the waxing crescent moon that shone pure white through the open window.

"Stiles…"

"Scott…"