Chapter 14
Stiles closed the bathroom door behind him nervously. He put his hands on the sink and bent over, resting his head on the sink's rim. Letting out a a sigh he looked up at his reflection in the mirror. What are you worried about? Man up Stiles, it's just a freakin' date...with Derek Hale. "Holy shit, I can't do this," Stiles said out loud.
There was a knock at the door. "Stiles, is uh, everything okay?" his dad asked.
Stiles threw the door open and leaned against the wall. "Yeah, dad. Just, uh, getting ready for my date. My date with Derek Hale. The date that you approved of."
The sheriff rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I got it Stiles. Still don't really believe that you are, could be, you know, but it's not really my place, I guess."
"Dad, it's okay. Just trust that I know what I want." Stiles grinned at his father.
"Well son, I guess I can't really ask any more of you." The sheriff clasped his hand down on Stiles' shoulder. "I'm really proud of you, Stiles, and I know your mom would be too." Stiles pulled his father into a hug.
"I love you, dad," he said.
"Love you too, son." Just then, they heard a car pull into the driveway and a car door shut.
"That must be Derek," Stiles said, biting his lip.
"You should probably go then." Stiles' dad said as Stiles bolted down the stairs, almost tripping. "Don't be out all night," he called.
"Yup!" Stiles yelled from downstairs. "Bye dad." And with that, he was gone.
"So, where you taking me?" Stiles asked Derek eagerly.
"What makes you think I'm taking you somewhere?" Derek asked back.
"You're a funny one," Stiles laughed. Without taking his eyes off the road, Derek flashed a small smile, just big enough for Stiles to notice. "But seriously, where are we going?"
The car pulled up to the burnt down Hale house in the woods. Stiles looked at it dumbfounded. "No offense and all but you couldn't of thought of anywhere nicer?"
Derek stopped the car and turned it off. "Just trust me," he said, unbuckling himself and opening the car door.
Stiles fumbled to unbuckle himself and get out of the car. Derek started walking towards the woods, confusing Stiles. "Wait, where are you going?" Stiles asked.
"You'll find out if you shut up and follow me." Stiles slammed the car door shut and ran to catch up with Derek.
The two only walked for a short distance before they came to a small clearing. "Where are we?"
Stiles asked curiously.
"This is the place where I first saw you. You were trying to find Scotts' inhaler. Apparently you knew who I was though."
Stiles mouth began to open slightly as he took a few steps in a circle looking up at the sky. "How did you remember that?"
"One of the perks of being a werewolf is the heightened senses. Makes remembering things really easy."
"Woah."
"Come here," Derek instructed when he saw Stiles rub his arms, as if he was getting cold. Stiles obliged and walked to Derek, whose arms were open. Stiles instantly warmed up upon their embrace. Derek took his hand and lifted Stiles' chin up to place a kiss on his lips. "So, you ready for part two of this date?"
Thanks for the support for this story! I'm really happy to hear that no one wants this to end...I still am thinking about it. But, I'll probably end up writing more one-shots or something. So yeah!