Author's Note: Stuff finally gets into motion in this chapter! I'm excited to see the reviews and comments about what you think. I also realized how crap I am at describing houses, but oh well. Hope you enjoy chapter three!
Chapter 3- Classic Romance
The group walked through the front door, but stopped soon after. "Oh my god, Scott you're a genius! This place is amazing!" Lydia was mystified by her surroundings. "She's right! This place is cool!" Stiles was the same. "Wow" Derek. Never one to show appreciation.
The cabin was beautiful. The door opened up into a giant living area. There was a couch and a loveseat set in the shape of an 'L'. They were both big and made of leather. An ottoman, also leather, was positioned between them, it was just big enough for people on both of the couches to use. Closer to the back of house, near the back door was the staircase that led up to the second floor. It was wood, as was most of the cabin. Inset in the wall beneath the stairs there was a large flat screen T.V.
Across from living room was an island and the kitchen. All the appliances were high end and looked brand new. Near a wood bookcase, a little bit far from the kitchen, against a wall, sat a pool table. The balls were already set up, ready for a game. The interior of the cabin betrayed your expectations given by the exterior.
Stiles had dropped his and Lydia's bag and was already rummaging in the kitchen. "I am going to love it here! This is sooo cool!" He ran over and pulled Scott into a hug. "You're awesome bro."
"Thanks, you're pretty cool too." They both chuckled. Lydia had found her way to the couch and was sitting with her legs crossed. "This is a really nice couch Stiles. Though it's a little too lonely. Maybe someone would come over?" Scott rolled his eyes. Stiles was in her grasp. "We all know you're actually incredibly intelligent. But... I'll come over anyway" He jumped over the back of the couch and landed next to Lydia. They were making out in seconds.
Derek had already moved on from the beauty of the house, and up the stairs. Now he called down from the open, loft-like area upstairs. "Guys we have a, small problem."
"Yes?", called Scott, worried. Derek replied. "How many rooms is this cabin?"
"Three. One for you, one for me, and one for Lydia and Stiles. Why?"
"There's only two rooms. Plus a bathroom."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Unless there's one down there."
Scott walked around the big space searching for doors. "Oh, I think I-. Never mind, it's a closet." Derek came down the stairs. "What are we going to do about this?" Scott looked around. "Alright. Pack meeting, everyone on a couch. Lydia, on a different couch than Stiles." He pointed as he said it.
"But why?", Stiles whined. "Because if you're together not one word I say will get through to you." Stiles huffed and moved over to the loveseat, him and Scott sat down at the same time. Derek sat next to Lydia and she patted him on the shoulder in a welcoming manor. Stiles growled. He wasn't even a werewolf, but even humans are possessive sometimes.
The group settled. "We have a problem and we need to work out a solution. There's three of us, well four, but we would need three rooms. Now, this place has two rooms. One less than we need."
"Yes Scott, we can do simple subtraction." Scott and Derek both growled at him. Wait, why am I angry. It's just a joke. He can't just say stuff like that to Scott though. Derek thought to himself.
"So our options are stay here, or wait awhile and get a better cabin with enough rooms. If we do wait, Allison and Isaac, as well as maybe Ethan and Aiden can come if they want."
"Or,", Lydia said. "since Allison is probably sexing up Isaac right now and could care less," Scott sunk in his seat. "and Ethan and Aiden tried to rip out your throat, maybe we should just stay here and deal with it. We'll live."
"If we stay, what are we going do about rooms?" Scott didn't like where this was going. "Easy. Me and Stiles, and you and Derek."
"No!" Both of the wolfs yelled in unison. Derek quickly compiled his composure and said, "I mean. I prefer sleeping alone." Stiles laughed. "That explains a lot." Scott and Derek growled in unison again. What am I doing. Now it was Scott's turn to be confused. Derek can handle Stiles by himself. He can definitely handle Stiles by himself.
"Ya, I kinda want a room to myself too." He saw Derek roll his eyes from the corner of his own. He was doing it again. He cleared his throat and sat up. "Actually, I won't share a room with Derek! No questions asked."
"Then enjoy your trip home alone. The rest of us are going to enjoy a nice time, out of our own homes, and in this beautiful one." Lydia could be so stubborn sometimes. He sighed. This is not going how I planned. "Fine. Me and Derek will take a room and you two in the other." Derek's eyes grew wide, but quickly returned to normal as he stood. "Alright then, you're the Alpha. Lydia why don't you chose which one you and Stiles want, personally I think the one down the left hall has a better view."
"Alright, come on honey, let's go look." She got up and pulled Stiles with her up the stairs. Derek turned to Scott. "I'll take your stuff upstairs if you put the food away." Scott slapped his hand to his face. "I forgot food."
"I know. I brought some myself."
"What?"
"It's in the big duffel bag that's still in the van." Scott didn't know what he would have done. Teenagers with no food was a definite recipe for disaster. "Oh my god. You. Are. The. Best. I would be so lost without you." Scott ran out the wooden door, brimming with excitement.
Derek picked up both the suitcases and started up the stairs. They creaked under the heavy load of Derek, plus two bags of luggage. As he climbed the stairs he realized something that was clouding his mind. What Scott said had made his mind clear.
"Boom! Won again!" The four sat on the couches playing cards, using the ottoman as a table, even though the cabin already had one. The group was originally going to watch some television but Stiles had found a chest with the deck of cards and a few other choice games in it. He wouldn't give up until everyone was playing. "Stiles, I swear, you are too good at this." Scott was competitive but he was nice about it. They had been playing a ravenous game of gin rummy.
Stiles yawned. "Ah, I'm tired of kickin' your alls butts. I think I'm ready to head to bed. How about you?", he said as he turned to Lydia and pulled her into a hug, stroking her arm. "Hmm." She closed her eyes. "Of course I'm ready to head to bed."
They looked like they weren't going to make it to bed. Or even up the stairs for that matter. "Aw, Come on you two. Could you get a room maybe?"
"Will do, Oh alpha, my alpha.", Stiles said as he scooped up Lydia into his arms. She let out a yelp as he did so. The other two watched and listened as they climbed the stairs and they heard the Lydia giggle then a door shut. That was a good time, they decided, to stop using their supernatural hearing.
"Are you going to sleep too?" Derek asked Scott. "Ya, I guess. I'm gonna get a glass of water then head upstairs." Scott went into a kitchen and grabbed a glass from the cabinet. "Alright see you in a bit." Derek bounded up the stairs two at a time.
Scott walked down the hall on the right and into the bedroom sipping on his glass of water. He saw Derek's suitcase leaning against a queen size bed. The only bed in the room. He walked in a circle around the room scanning for, he wasn't sure what. Derek walked in and saw him just standing there.
Derek had been in the bathroom, getting ready to sleep. He had changed into a tight t-shirt, not too different than usual, and loose fitting pajamas pants. "Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that each room only has one bed. I'm not sure what to do about that."
Scott had a few ideas but he didn't like them. Especially one in particular. "I'll just sleep on the floor then. I don't mind." Derek felt guilty inside. "No, I'll sleep there. The Alpha shouldn't have to do that."
"No, you will sleep on the bed." Scott told Derek who sat down on the edge of the bed in a submissive manner. "Alright. Only because you're learning to be assertive." He had a mischievous grin on his face. Scott pulled the top blanket off the bed and took a pillow as well. He plopped the pillow on the ground away from the bed, laid down on the the carpet, and wrapped the blanket around himself.
Derek, who was still on the bed said, "You don't want to change or brush your teeth before you go to sleep?" Scott sighed and untangled himself form his blanket. "You don't have to, it was just a suggestion." Scott rummaged through his bag and pulled out shorts and a sleeveless shirt. "Well, it's too late now." Derek smelled anger mixed with Scott's scent. He felt bad.
Scott staggered down the hall and went into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and changed his clothes. He also splashed a little water in his face. When he went back into the room he saw Derek sitting up in the bed reading a book by the light of the lamp, sitting on the bedside table. "I didn't know you liked to read.", Scott said as he tried to get comfortable on the floor, squirming. "Yes I've liked it since I was a child. You wouldn't have known that if we weren't sharing a room." Scott ignored that. "What book is it?"
"Pride and Prejudice", Derek whispered almost ashamed. "Classic romance, that's cool, I guess." Scott didn't need werewolf senses to feel the shame coming off of Derek. " I mean I couldn't read it if my life depended on it. So, ya." Derek sighed and flicked off the light. Done reading for the night."Well I love it. So, ya."
Scott turned and tossed on the floor for forty-five minutes. With the silence of the rest of the entire house combined with werewolf hearing, it was keeping Derek awake. "Scott?" Nothing for a moment. "Yes?"
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine just having trouble getting comfortable. I'm fine though, don't worry about it. Seriously." Derek didn't think before he said, "You could come sleep in the bed with me. It's big enough, and I don't care." He began to worry when Scott didn't say anything or move. Had he offended him? Scared him?
Finally, Scott did move. "Screw it." He heard him move closer. "If I'm gonna do this you gotta choose a side." Derek pulled himself the left side of the bed, the side closer to the door. "Thanks", Scott said as he slid cautiously into the bed with his pack member. They laid, not saying a word until they both drifted to sleep.
Author's Footnote: I'm not saying anything is coming soon, but any warnings about handsy wolves in chapters will be down here. I don't mind it, and to me it ruins the story when in big bold letters at the beginning of a story it says: WARNING Sex in this chapter! So if you want to know, look down here first. Just a heads up. Anyway, I love you all, and please Review/Follow/Favorite.
