Hunt

Derek arrived at the roller rink, where Stiles had his birthday two years ago.

He entered and saw his younger sister, Cora, sitting in the resting area. He went over and sat with her.

"Fries?" She asked when he sat down.

"Thanks." He said taking a couple from her basket. "So, do you guys read these notes? Or not?" He asked. He's been wondering about it for a while now.

"Not sure. I did, though." Cora replied. She handed the note to him. "He's sweet to do all this."

"Yeah. I guess." He said taking the note. "It's 5 pm. He's kept you guys awake for 12 hours?"

"Nah." Cora said. "He gathered us at 5. Explained it all to us, then gave us the notes and asked us to be there about 8:30ish. After all, you didn't get up until 9." Cora said eating another fry.

Derek nodded and read the note.

'Their coffee is terrible and their food was trash
But we went for another reason, it was almost worth the rash
We should really plan another place to do that again ;)'

Derek blushed and looked at Cora.

"You read this?"

"Yeah. Pretty kinky of you, brother." She said winking as well. "See you around." She said, skating off to go in the roller rink part.

"Dammit Stiles." He muttered hitting his head on the table.

After punishing himself, he got up and headed to his car.

XxXx

"Why did you want the party here, if you can't skate?" Derek asked holding Stiles' hands, leading him around the rink.

"Cause I thought it'd be easy to do. Scott can do it. Even Jackson!" Stiles said. With that last part though, he lost his focus and fell back. "Ow."

Derek chuckled and went over to help him up. He kept his hand on Stiles' arm.

"Stiles, can I talk to you?" Derek asked pulling Stiles to a rest bench. When they got to sitting down, Derek started talking again. "Look Stiles-"

"You can't break-up with me." Stiles said hurriedly.

"What?" Derek asked, shocked.

Stiles had pulled his hand away and started babbling. "You can't break-up with me. Cause we're in public! I'll cause a scene. I promise! And, and...AH! And it's my birthday! And you know it! That's like hugely bad mojo. Also-"

"Stiles." Derek said, cutting him off. "It's not a break-up talk." He said grabbing Stiles' hand again. He turned it palm up and placed a key on a key ring. "It's a will you move in with me talk."

Stiles was staring at the key. "Seriously? Like no joke. No take backs."

"Wasn't even thinking of taking it back." Derek said looking at him.

"Yes!" Stiles said clutching the key into his hand. "I hug you and jump on you, if it wasn't for the skates. Why did I wear skates!?"

"Cause you're an idiot." Derek replied.

"And you're a sour wolf." Stiles said putting the key into his pocket. He looked back up at Derek and smiled. "I love you."

They have been dating for about 3 years now, and neither had said that, until now.

Stiles eyes went wide with that realization and was about to panic and say something, until Derek leaned in and pecked his lips. "I love you, too."

Stiles' smile grew brighter and went for a hug, and ended up knocking them both on the ground. "Seriously! Skates! Why didn't you tell me this was a terrible idea?"

Derek just laughed and got them both up.

XxXx

'Really Stiles? Public sex as a destination? Leaving here.'