Author: um hi yah me... duh
Title: Talk me through my panic
pairing: Stiles s./ Derek h.
A/N: Ok so first off sorry this took me for fucking ever. Secondly I probably should have said this before but characters aren't and never will be mine and as such they are a bit (lot) OOC. Also OMG I love you guys so much feedback and you all like it! Even if you didn't review and just went huh this is pretty good. I love you all tank you for reading and keep the feed back comin'. Also I know my spelling and grammar sometimes make people want to shoot me so I'm sorry for that I have no beta so all mistakes are my own.
last time:
When Stiles saw that Derek was looking at him with what could only be described as want he flushed an even deeper shade of red and ran both hands through his short cropped brown hair.
"So," Stiles said looking anywhere but Derek "Breakfast?"
now:
Stiles fidgeted uncomfortably when Derek didn't respond. He just kept staring for a couple minutes and just as Derek's muscles coiled to move Stiles house phone rang. Stiles let out a cheer thanking whomever was calling him because god he thought Derek was about to pounce on him. He ran out of his room in search for the phone which he knew from experience only ever rang five times thus giving him precious little time to find it.
Derek remained seated on Stiles bed after the teen had bolted from the room. He wasn't sure weather to be thankful or pissed at who was calling Stiles because he had been about to get up and kiss the flustered boy. He had been so close, to close to losing control and just taking the boy. Kissing him and... no Derek really didn't want to get a boner. This was made especially hard by the fact that he was sitting in Stiles freaking bed which now smelled like a mix of their scents. It just smelled, there where no words for it. Right, wonderful, intoxicating, perfect, deliriousness inducing... the list could go on forever but Derek once again quickly distracted himself from those thoughts. His wolf growled at him to pay attention to the boy so Derek started to listen for Stiles in the house.
(So I feel the need to have a line here, so if you can see the obvious line you get a cookie)
Stiles found the phone on the third ring, it was sitting on the kitchen table next to a note from his dad. Ignoring the note for a second Stiles picked up the phone.
"Yellow!" Stiles answered cheery
"STILES!" it was Scott screeching over the phone "I've been calling you forever! Are you ok? Is your dad ok? Where did you go? Why did you run off? Did you lose your phone? Is that why you haven't been answering my calls and texts?"
The second Scott took a second to breath Stiles jumped in with a "SCOTT!" not wanting his best friend to continue with his list of obviously numerous questions. His outburst caused dead silence over the phone and Stiles realized he might have been a bit harsh on his friend.
"Look Scott buddy, I just woke up I had a really horrible day but yah I'm ok." Stiles took a calming breath in and glanced down at the letter from his dad on the table. It simply said 'see you when I get home, went to work early cause I was stuck in the hospital and missed my sift last night, love ya, Dad.'
"My dad's ok too it seems." Stiles sighed rubbing his eye sockets
"Stiles, are you ok? Really? Cause I mean after your mom and all and with the way you bolted..."
"Yah Scott I'll be ok really, just had a little panic attack."
"Where'd you go anyway, you ran supper fast?"
"I ran into the middle of the forest, actually I ran straight into Derek, can you freaking believe that? The guy actually calmed me down and..." Stiles blushed cutting himself off remembering what else Derek had done to him. Before Scott could ask him to elaborate on the and Stiles continued "Look I'm supper trashed right now I think I'm just gonna catch some more sleep and maybe eat my own weight in gummy worms and Cheetos today."
"Do you want me to come over?" Scott asked somewhat apprehensively, he'd seen when Stiles got into intense eating mode and it wasn't usually pretty.
"Nah, it's ok man just go have a nice day, call Alison or something." Stiles suggested as Derek walked into the kitchen with a smirk on his face. Stiles blushed just seeing him.
"Thanks!" Scott said over exuberantly all worries about his best fried wiped away at the thought of spending a day with his girl friend.
"I'll text you later ok Scott bye!" Stiles then hung up before Scott could respond.
(Line of doom and backwards time skip, yah)
"Scott!" Stiles said rather abruptly. The sound was slightly muffled coming from down stairs but Derek in all his werewolf glory could here just fine. He listened in for a bit as Stiles and his best friend talked until he heard 'the guy actually calmed me down and..." there was a huge speed up in Stiles heart rate. Derek had to smirk at that, he could just imagine the blush covering Stiles cheeks and ears in that second, he wanted to see.
Quietly as he could (which was pretty freakin' quiet cause hay werewolf) Derek made his way down Stiles stairs and into the kitchen just catching the tail end of his and Scott's conversation.
"I'll text you later ok Scott bye!" Stiles hing up and set the phone down on the counter, looking at the floor. Stiles heart rate was steadily increasing the ore uncomfortable he got in the silence and it5 didn't take to long for Stiles to break it cause lets face it the boy can't stay quiet if it cost him his left ball.
"So yah I said a thing about breakfast if you, you know, want to stick around for that...?" Stiles looked up at Derek scratching the back of his head. It was when he finally looked up at the wolf that he realized how filthy he was. Derek was wearing a pair of jeans that where caked with mud, Stiles guessed it was from when they both where sitting on the forest floor. (actually you where sitting in his lap) Stiles mind helpfully reminded him bringing his blush back just a tiny bit. Not only where his jeans whet but there where dried sweet patches on his shirt and a leaf was stuck in his bed matted hair. Stiles grimaced slightly. His mother would never have stood for him or his father looking like that at the breakfast table and neither would he.
"Uh, if you are gonna stay, why don't you take a shower while I make breakfast, towels are in the closet next to the second floor bathroom."
There was something in Stiles voice that implied this wasn't a suggestion but more of a 'if you want me to feed you, then you better take a freaking sower right now!' Derek raised an eyebrow but after a second turned and made his way back up the stairs.
"Derek!" Stiles call halted him halfway up the stairs. "Just leave your clothes out side the door, I'll wash them for you."
Derek smiled at this realizing what Stiles didn't, if he put Derek's clothing in the wash, Derek would have nothing to wear but a towel. This was going to be fun. Derek thought, his wolf growled I agreement because if there was one thing that he and his wolf had in common, it was there love of making Stiles squirm.
(Line because there needs to be one here, also imagine Derek all naked with rivets of water washing down down down mmmmh)
Stiles decided on a simple breakfast of french toast, fruit salad, and bacon. Pulling out all the ingredients Stiles flipped on the radio humming to whatever song came on. A small smile tugged at his lips as he pealed an apple just the way his mother had shown him for the fruit salad.
Stiles paused only one in his preparation of breakfast when he heard the shower sputter to life upstairs. Placing the knife he had been using to cut up the apples down on the counter Stiles scurried up the stairs, still humming to the Adele song on the radio. Stiles gave a small victorious smile when he saw that Derek had indeed followed his directions and left his cloths in a pile outside the bathroom door. Stiles picked up Derek's filthy clothes and brought them down the hall to the wash room, knowing that Derek was still in the the shower blissfully unaware Stiles began to sing out load to himself and swing his hips in a sort of dance like way.
When he reached the washer Stiles plopped Derek's clothing down into it, trying very hard not to notice that there was no underwear in the pile, meaning that Derek had been commando this whole time. Stiles failed to ignore this fact of coarse and blushed beat red feeling just a little to much blood get pumped south.
"Stupid werewolf's and there lack of common decency." Stiles muttered to himself as he made his way back down stairs to finish making breakfast before Derek got out of the shower.
(Now back to Derek's POV! Yes he will be naked now, yum!)
Derek stepped into the Stilinski shower after letting the water warm for a few seconds. It wasn't until Stiles pointed it out to him that Derek realized just how gross he really was. He had been working out pretty hard before he stumbled upon Stiles in the forest and then he had sat in the dirt with the teen for a good hour. Basically Derek was just glad to be getting clean.
Stepping under the warm gush of water Derek let out a sigh feeling several of his muscles release. However when Derek inhaled he immediately regretted it, the shower smelled so much like Stiles, and oh god, Stiles cum. Little Derek immediately stirred in interest as Derek inhaled.
"Shit" Derek mumbled to himself trying very hard to distract himself. Easiest way to distract oneself from a smell focus on any other sense. Derek chose hearing. However the first thing his ears picked up on was Stiles mumbling to himself 'lack of common decency' and those four little words had Derek's considerable imagination going. Logically Derek could put together that Stiles was talking about his lack of underwear, but that only made Derek wonder if Stiles was wondering about him. 'Oh god' Derek thought to himself 'you sound like a love struck pup' Derek's wolf laughed at him, 'you still don't get it do you?' his wolf asked cryptically. Derek's eyebrows furrowed at that before dismissing it figuring his wolf was just being annoying, as usual. Luckily his inner conversation and confusion had calmed him down enough to ignore the sent around him quickly Derek washed himself and his hair and got out just before the shower ran out of hot water.