Chapter 7

Heartache

Stiles just came home from practice. He looked at the kitchen, but he wasn't really hungry, so he headed up the stairs. He opened his door to find Derek Hale standing right there in front of his window. His huge form casted shadows that turned Derek into a silhouette. He turned around to face Stiles. They both stared at each other for awhile.

"Umm, Derek...wha...why are you here?" Stiles struggled to get out.

"I wanted to visit you." Derek sounded very serious. He was trying so hard to get out what he wanted to say.

"That's cool, you know, break into my room anytime you want." Stiles sarcasm broke the tension. He flopped on his bed and started to remove his Lacrosse practice clothes. Stiles has no shame. He would have done this after practice, but he just wanted to get out of there.

"Stiles?" Derek walked over to Stiles. His face was so torn up. Stiles just realized how horrible Derek looked. The bags under his eyes were dark, his hair was down, eyes almost bloodshot, face as pale as a ghost. What was wrong with Derek. Stiles was really concerned now. He stopped getting undressed and just looked at Derek.

"Yes, Derek." Stiles finally said, after a very long moment of silence.

"Stiles, this has been killing me in side. The pain in my chest is becoming unbearable." Derek grabbed his chest. "Every time we're close I have the most amazing feelings for you and when we're apart my chest just aches. It hurts not telling you all of this." Derek managed to get everything out.

"Derek, what are you saying?" Stiles knew what Derek meant, he just couldn't believe it.

"I want you Stiles. I want to share the rest of my life with you, all of my happiness, all of my love. The little bit of love I have left. My heart has been through so much. I need you, I want you." Derek says very slowly, so that Stiles understands everything he is offering.

Stiles just keeps looking up into Derek's big hazel eyes. The shock so traumatic for him. He couldn't move. He even forgets how to breathe. His face loses all color and begins to change color. Derek rushes to him. He carefully places Stiles' head between the palms of his hands. His hands were very warm and even soft for a wolf. He pulls Stiles into a long and very passionate kiss. Stiles closes his eyes, inhaling heavily through his nose. His cheeks are pink and hot. The blood returning to his face.

Derek pulls away to look at Stiles. They stare into each others eyes for a moment, when Stiles leans forward into another kiss. "Derek I want you, I've been wanting you. It's taken me until now to accept how I feel for you. You proved that everything I have been feeling is just how it's supposed to be." Stiles says all at once, his words slurring together slightly.

The heat turned up at this point. Stiles and Derek were in a full make-out session. Stiles was feeling up Derek's skin tight black v-neck. He could feel every ab muscle, feeling up to his pectoral muscles. Derek took of his shirt. Stiles wrapped his arms around Derek's neck. Stiles leaned his head into Derek's chest. They stayed like this for awhile. Derek was warm, actually he was hot! This was a good thing though, Stiles is always on the chilly side. Even now, with his more masculine body figure.

Derek let out a single tear as he wrapped his arms round Stiles' back. "I've waited so long to have someone to share these feelings with." Derek's voice was smooth and velvety now. He was even cooing Stiles.

"You're being such a softywolf." Stiles had to make the joke, this moment was so perfect and wrong at the same time. Derek huffed. This must be the way he laughs.

"Oh, yeah?" Derek questioned with vengeance in his voice. He pulled Stiles up and threw him over. He was now on top of Stiles. He leaned in and was sucking on his neck vigorously. He moved up and nipped him every so often. He teased Stiles. Instead of going for a kiss he moved up the side of his cheek and to his ear. He nibbled on Stiles' lobe before he bit him, then he moved back down. He took Stiles into a powerful kiss. Biting his bottom lip with every smack.

"I knew you were a biter." Stiles proclaimed triumphantly, laughing at himself.

"Shut up Stiles!" Derek embarrassed now. He couldn't get Stiles to shut up. Derek moved off of Stiles and sat up. "Hey! Why'd you stop?" Stiles was whining now.

"I knew you were needy." Derek finally joking back. He smiled. Derek had the most handsome smile Stiles ever saw. He wondered why Derek didn't smile more often. Maybe he will now.

Stiles was still tired from practice, so he stretched out and yawned. He tucked one arm under his pillow and laid on his side. Derek turned around to lie next him. He cuddled right up to Stiles, putting his right arm over Stiles side. He pulled him closer to his chest. Derek nuzzled his head into Stiles' back. They fell asleep together.

Stiles' dream was very out of the ordinary. For one he was remembering what he was dreaming about. It started out very nice. He was walking with Derek in the woods and they were talking. The leaves were near their end. They were beginning to fall. He could even feel the chill of the air, he clung to Derek's arm and snuggled into his side. Everything just seemed to be so perfect. He couldn't remember what they were talking about. When Derek was taken from his side. He was flung maybe thirty feet away.

Stiles ran to Derek. He could see he was suffering. When he finally got to him it was too late. He leaned down to Derek. He looked in to his eyes, they were fading. Stiles pulled him to his chest and held Derek. The air all gone from his lungs. Stiles clung to Derek. He was so heartbroken. How could he not have done anything. It all happened so fast. One moment they were together and then the next Derek's life was gone. He was completely defenseless. This makes no sense.

Stiles placed his head back down and he looked at Derek. His eyes have turned hard and black. He woke up with tears running down his face. He didn't shoot out of bed like he usually would have. He just laid there sulking; remembering every part of his dream. Stiles finally came back to reality when he realized Derek was starring right at him. He stopped the water works. He took his arms out and reached for Derek. They wrapped each others arms around. They were really close now. There wasn't anything separating their bodies at this point. Stiles buried his face into Derek's chest. It just seemed like the right thing to do. For one he was a little embarrassed to be crying in front of Derek like this.

"Derek, please, please don't ever leave me." Stiles eventually got out.

"I will always be with you." Derek promised. He leaned his head down to Stiles shoulder. Derek brought them up so that Stiles was sitting on Derek's lap. Stiles locked his legs around Derek's torso and squeezed.

They stayed like this for a really long time. Stiles trying come back to reality. Derek was here with him. Derek wasn't dead. Stiles kept his head by his chest. He listened intently to his steady heartbeat and smooth breathing. These sounds calmed Stiles the most. A smile was forming after awhile. He looked up to Derek. Another kiss, this one was more delicate than all the others, it was so soft. He felt the full warm lips of Derek Hale. Felt the scratchy stubble that was always there. Stiles was finally satisfied that Derek wasn't going to leave his side.

He reached over to look at his phone. They were asleep for six hours. He listened hard then until Derek spoke.

"Your Dads been home for a couple hours now." Derek already knew what Stiles was looking for.

"Really?" Stiles knew what time it was, but couldn't believe that he was still in his room. "Thank you." Stiles smiled.

"You're seriously being too adorable right now, are you going to tell me about your little dream." Derek was full of anxiety. He was fighting back this question the whole time.

"It was not a dream." Stiles argued.

"I'm sorry." Derek apologized.

"Don't be. I dreamt that you were taken from me, and I couldn't do anything to save you." Stiles confessed finally.

"You'll never have to worry about protecting me." Derek reassured him.

"I'm hungry." Stiles stomach grumbled at the same time.

"Go eat little human." Derek chuckled. He hugged Stiles one more time and took one last kiss. He walked over to the window, before Stiles could deject he was out of the window. A muted thud was all he could hear before he was gone.

Even with Derek really not here, Stiles knew he would be safe. He knew that Derek could take care of himself and that he would be with his betas. Everything was just perfect now. Except the fact that he has a boyfriend now. His first boyfriend, his first kiss. Wow this was a lot of firsts in one day. Stiles went downstairs to go and make dinner for his dad and himself.