I don't think I did that good of a job. But then again I might of. LOL I want to thank everyone for sticking around so far. I might just have a few more chapters, i really don't know how long this is going to be. I'm just writing as I go. If you have any ideas you would like to put in just let me know. I'll be more then happy to include some of your ideas. (: As always reviews are nice.
After everyone has showered and changed cloths they lounged around the room just talking. Stiles and Derek were still cuddled up on the bed. Isaac was crawled up into a ball at the foot of their bed, Lydia, Scott and Allison where all sitting on the other bed. Peter, peter was still gone.
Derek shot up startling everyone. He reached over Stiles ignoring the groaning sound he was making.
"Derek, you are squishing me with your freakish body. Get off me." Stiles groaned wiggling underneath him.
Derek ignored him and pulled open the door in the nightstand between the beds. "Fuck!" He growled. Scott and Isaac whimpered slightly.
"What?" Allison asked looking at him confused.
"He took my car." He said before pushing back and getting off Stiles.
"Who?" Stiles choked out, taking a deep breathes feeling as if a building was just lifted off his lungs and could breathe again.
"Peter, he took the damn car." He said before reaching back over Stiles grabbing his phone from the top of the nightstand.
"Stay off me." Stiles groaned climbing out of bed and climbing into bed with Lydia, Allison and Scott.
Derek looked at Stiles sadness filling his eyes that he hurt Stiles. "I'm sorry." He said softly barely above a whisper. He stood up and walked out of the hotel room slamming the door behind him.
Lydia glared at Stiles.
"What?" Stiles asked putting his hands up to surrender.
"You hurt him. Go say sorry." She demanded.
"I didn't even touch him. He squished me!" Stiles fought back.
"GO!" She yelled pointing towards the door.
Stiles grunted. "Fine, Miss Bossy." He said before strutting out of the hotel room. Stiles got outside and the door shut behind him. He sighed when Derek wasn't out the door. "He's in his damn boxers and it's an outdoor hotel. Ugh." Stiles groaned to himself, out loud. He started walking around passing other rooms looking for him. "Derek!" He screamed loudly before taking a seat.
Stiles waited a few minutes and when Derek hasn't showed up he sighed before starting down the steps. He saw these teenagers smoking. He walked up to them and smiled. "Hey you got an extra smoke?" He asked looking left and right to make sure no one he knew was there.
The kid nodded before handing him a cigarette. "Need a light?" The teen offered his lighter. Stiles nodded and took the lighter lighting his cigarette.
Stiles handed it back. "Thanks." He said before walking away from the teens in search for Derek. Stiles headed back up to the room stopping short when he heard a growl. He turned around and little did he know, his alpha was standing behind him.
Stiles smiled happy that Derek is back, but he smiled soon fell noticing that Derek was angry. "What happened with, Peter?" Stiles asked smoking his cigarette not remember Derek doesn't know he smokes.
"He took the car to get his boyfriend or something. He will be back alter then they are getting a different room because you won't be happy." Derek glared at the cigarette.
"Why won't I be happy?" Stiles asked not noticing his glare.
"He's fucking your dad, Stiles. Why the fuck are you smoking?" He growled lowly.
The hair on Stiles next stood up and he froze. "My dad?" Stiles groaned loudly turning around to strut back up the steps to the room. But Derek grabbed his hand pulling him back down.
"Why are you smoking?" Derek demanded.
Stiles looked down at the cigarette. "Because, I can do what I want." He stated before wiggling his arm loose and walking back up to the room.
Derek just growled before following him. When they got to the room Derek knocked on the door as Stiles took a seat in one of the chairs. Lydia answered the door. "Did Stiles aplogise for hurting you?" She asked pulling the door open farther for him to enter.
"No, but Peter is fucking his dad so we are even." Derek said before picking out pants and putting them on. "Next time, remind me not to go out with just boxers." He said chuckling to himself as he pulled his pants on.
"Wait Peter, and Stiles dad?" Scott asked more interested then he should be.
Derek nodded. "I'm guessing we are all gay." He said laughing before jumping back onto the bed and sitting there.
"Where is Stiles?" Isaac asked coming out of his little ball and sitting Indian style on the bed.
"Outside smoking." Derek said through gritted teeth. "I didn't know the little bastard even smoked."
Everyone in the room gasped exchanging weird looks. Derek eyes shot open. "None of you guys knew?" He asked horrified.
Just as everyone shook their heads there a knock came on the door. Everyone covered their mouths as to not make a sound.
The knock came again but harder this time. "It's me; I know you are in there. Open the fucking door." Stiles said before knocking again.
Lydia was about to open the door when Derek pounced on her. "No I won't open this door for a smoker." Derek argued.
"Derek what the fuck? Open the fucking door." Stiles demanded before kicking the door with the side of his foot. "Ow, fucking door." He groaned in pain before punching it.
"I'm not opening the door, Stiles. I'm sorry." Derek said with a hint of sadness in his voice.
"Fine, fuck you. I'm leaving." Stiles said before turning around heading down the steps and walking towards the boardwalk.
He was a block away from the boardwalk when a car honked at him. He sighed turning around and as delighted to see Peter and his father. They pulled up next to him. "Why are you out here and where are you pants?" Stiles dad asked him after rolling down his window.
"They locked me out of the room. Can I borrow some money so I can go buy some food and pants?" he asked his dad with a soft smile.
Peter shook his head laughing softly as Stiles dad took out 60 bucks from his wallet. "Go enjoy, son." He said with a soft smile. Before Stiles had a chance to reply Peter had sped off.
"Well that was lucky." Stiles said softly to himself as he continued to walk to the boardwalk. He got up on the boardwalk and slid into the first store he could find. He found a pair of pajama pants and sighed before grabbing a medium and walking to the counter to pay for them.
"Hi, welcome- do you know you are not wearing pants?" She said in a soft whisper.
"I know, I got locked out my room by my dickhead friends." He said his cheeks turning a light pink from embarrassment.
"Oh my, that's not fun." She said laughing. She handed Stiles back the pants. "They're on the house." She said smiling.
Stiles laughed before taking the pants and pulling them on. "Thank you." He said smiling.
She handed him a piece of paper with her number on it. "Call me, cutie." She said winking at him.
"I don't have my phone on me. It's in my room and I will probably lose it." Stiles said laughing.
She handed him his phone. "Just put your number in and I'll call you so you have it."
Stiles took the phone smiling and dialed his number and hit call handing it back to her. Stiles was about to turn on his heels when he heard the girls breath hitch in her throat. "What?" he asked looking at her with a raised brow.
"Someone answered your phone. They said this is Smokey's phone can I ask who is calling." She said with wide eyes.
"Yeah sorry, that's Derek most likely. He's a dick, ignore him." Stiles said laughing. "By the way I never got your name." He said smiling as he placed 20 dollars on the desk. "That's for the pants." He smiled sweetly.
"My name is Trish." She smiled. "Oh, no. You keep that, I told you it's on the house." She smiles sliding the money back towards him.
"No I insist. You are going to most likely hate what I'm about to tell you anyway." He said looking down at the money sliding it back to her. "I'm gay, and Derek is my boyfriend."
She laughed loudly. "Of course you are. Doesn't mean we can't be friends." She said winking at him.
Stiles just laughed before turning on his heels and walking out of the store. He had a smile planted on his lips as he walked down the boardwalk looking for something to do. He screamed yes loudly when an idea popped in his head getting strange looks from everyone around him. He walked quickly down the boards scanning over the stores. When a shirt caught his eye he turned into it quickly almost knocking over a few people in the way. He said sorry before running to the front desk. "Hi yes, I need to know if you put designs or saying on shirts?" Stiles asked a little out of breath.
The guy behind the counter just smiled and nodded his head. "Yes we do. Do you need one?" He asked to sweetly.
Stiles nodded frantically. "I need that plain black t-shirt and on it read 'I love you, Derek.' And on the back say property of Stiles Stilinski?" Stiles asked.
"Yes, we can do that. Here just write it on this paper and we will do it for you." The man said handing Stiles the blanket paper.
Stiles quickly scribbled it down on the paper before handing the paper back to the man. "How long will it take?" Stiles asked before reaching in his pocket for money.
"It will take about ten minutes." The man nodded. "And it will only be 20 dollars." The man smiled.
Stiles smiled. "Alright, I will be back in ten minutes." Stiles said as he handed the man 25 dollars and turned on his heals to leave. "Keep the change." He yelled from the entrance to the store.
Stiles sighed happily before taking a seat on the bench. "I'll wait here."
Moments passed and Stiles stood up bored out of his mind. He walked back into the store and walked up to the corner. "Is it done yet?" he asked the man.
The man smiled and nodded. "Yes, I did it extra fast since you gave me a tip." He smiled a creepy smile.
"thank you" Smiled beamed happily taking the bag from the older man and walking out of the store. "Have a nice day." Stiles said before leaving the store. Stiles had such a big heart he always knew how to brighten up people days. "I just hope, Derek like this." He mumbled to himself as he walked in a really fast pace back to the hotel room.
He got to the door and sighed before lifting his hand to knock on the door. He knocked three times and waited. I really hope Derek doesn't hate me, I know I had done him wrong. Really all I did was not tell him I smoked, I didn't think he would care so much.
Stiles was interrupted by the sound of the door unlocking. Lydia opened the door and smiled when she saw Stiles.
"Hey Lydia, is Derek there?" Stiles asked nervously holding the bag behind his back.
Lydia nodded before stepping back allowing Stiles inside. Stiles kept his eyes at his feet, he couldn't meet their glares yet. Even though he could feel them burning through him. He finally lifted his head and looked for Derek who was sitting on the bed with Isaac next to him.
Stiles cleared his throat. "Derek, can I talk to you?" Stiles asked softly choking on his own words.
Derek glared before standing up crossing his arms across his chest. "Speak." He said, so much emotion in that one word.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know me smoking would hurt you so much." Stiles said looking down at his feet. "I'm really sorry. I won't ever smoke again, if it means losing you. I can't lose you, I-" Was all Stiles said before a tear fell down his face.
Derek immediately let go of all hate and reached his hand out slowly to wipe the tear from his cheek with his thumb.
Stiles handed Derek the bag. "This is for you, it's how I really feel." Stiles said before going and sitting on the bed.
Derek blinked at Stiles taking the bag. He carefully opened it and held it up in the air and smiled while everyone else laughed. Derek raised an eyebrow. "What is so funny? I think it's really cute." Derek said still smiling though.
"Look at the back." Scott said still laughing.
Derek flipped it over and his cheeks turned a deep red. "Property of Stiles Stilinski." He read out loud with a slight chuckle. He turned to Stiles and smiled before jumping on him kissing his lips.
Everyone in the room started making gagging noises. Making Stiles smile into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around Dereks neck pulling him farther into the kiss. There tongues fought for dominance Derek won searching all through Stiles mouth. Derek pulled back smiling down at his lover breathing heavy. That was the best kiss of both of their lives. Nothing, but tongue and teeth but filled with love.
Derek pulled his one arm up brushing his thumb lightly over the swollen bottom lip of Stiles and his eyes met Stiles' eyes. "I love you, too." Derek said softly before leaning back down to peck his lip. He got off of Stiles and sat next to him pulling the shirt over him. He looked at everyone around the room and smiled. "Always will be, yours." He whispered softly into Stiles ear.
Stiles smiled sitting up. He blushed deeply and got chills down his spine when Derek whispered in his ear. He rested his head on Dereks shoulder reaching his arm around and grabbing the other mans strong hand.
Derek smiled intertwining their fingers. "Mines, forever." He said against Stiles knuckles as he kissed them.