Note: This is a continuation of the same scene.
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"You're dating stiles?" Derek blurted out.
"Does it bug you?" Cora asked.
"Yes, I mean no. A little bit. He is my student after all." Derek replied, folding his arms to his chest.
Cora snickered.
"Why are you laughing?"
"Derek, I asked you point blank, how you felt if I have fun with Stiles. And what did you say? Oh right, his not your Stiles and I could do whatever I want." Cora stated.
Derek rolled his eyes annoyed.
"Yeah, have fun. You said nothing about dating him." Derek stressed.
"Why does it matter?" She asked.
"Having fun is short term, dating is completely different and you know it. Do you know how awkward this is considering he is my student? Don't you think that is going to look bad if this gets out?" He voiced.
"Whatever do you mean bro?"
"If students find out my sis is dating a student of mine, they are going to think he is getting special attention."
"Is he getting special attention Derek?" Cora probed.
"Don't be ridiculous."
"Well then, if you're staying completely professional…"
"I am." Derek interrupted.
"…There is nothing to worry about than is there?" She finished.
Derek huffed clearly stressed as Cora continued.
"Look, I know it's awkward with him being your student and all but his not a bad guy. I like him and I think if you opened up a bit, you might too." Cora said, giving Derek shoulder a squeeze before headed back to Stiles.
"That's what I'm afraid of." Derek whispered to himself.
"Come on, let's watch a movie." Cora voiced as she entered the living room.
Derek glanced between Stiles and Cora in the other room chatting away and then back to his plate of cookies and milk, determining where he rather be.
"Come on Derek, we're waiting on you to start the movie." Cora called out.
Derek grabbed his milk downing it in one large gulp secretly wishing it was alcohol. Anything, to make him forget the odd mess he was currently in.
The three of them sat in the living room watching a horror movie of Cora's picking. Stiles and Derek sat next to each other on the sofa and Cora took the recliner chair across from them.
They were five minutes into the film when a jump scare took place, causing Stiles to gasp and grab onto Derek's knee, giving it a squeeze.
Derek tensed up at the touch and found himself getting a bit uncomfortable in his jeans as they became a bit tighter in his lower region.
Stiles cheeks turned red and he withdrew his hand from Derek's leg once he realized what he was doing.
"Sorry, I'm not big on scary movies." He confessed.
"We can watch something else, if you like?" Derek voiced, seeing Stiles discomfort.
"No way, this movie is awesome!" Cora said loudly.
"It's okay, I'll deal." Stiles said, cringing slightly at the thought.
Derek gave him a sympathetic look.
"You can hide against me, if you need to." He replied.
"Thanks." Stiles said, feeling his cheeks heating up again.
Stiles was torn on whether to take advantage of Derek offer or to try to stay strong and keep to himself.
He tensed up as the music started to build up in the film hinting there was another scary moment coming up. He clamped his eyes shut, and felt around the couch trying to find a pillow for comfort.
"Where's a pillow when you need one?" Stiles voiced, reopening his eyes enough to look around him for a cushion to hold, finding none.
Cora smiled wickedly in her spot full of pillows. She hogged them all. She had one as a foot rest, one behind her head and one on either side of her.
Stiles caught sight of a scary scene and jumped into Derek, gripping onto his shirt and panted into his neck as he hid his face from the movie.
Stiles was working on calming his breathing and slowing his heart rate when he felt Derek hand come down on his back and began rubbing soothing circles into it, letting Stiles get comfortable in his hold.
He sank against Derek's form and let out a sigh in relief.
Stiles turned back to the movie when he felt brave enough but kept his head against his Derek's shoulder, enjoying the feeling of his teacher's hand rubbing his back.
Cora smiled at the scene in front of her noticing how close the guys have gotten in just a matter of minutes. She quickly brought her eyes back to the movie not wanting either one to realize she was observing their every move and more importantly not wanting Derek or Stiles to become aware of their closeness and freak out.
Thirty minutes into the movies Stiles fell asleep on Derek shoulder.
Derek smiled down at his sleeping form and then looked up catching sight of Cora's amused face from across the room.
He stiffened up and removed his arm from Stiles back. He stood up from his spot gentle supporting Stiles head, as he slowly laid his head down on the couch.
"He fell asleep." Derek said distantly.
"Apparently." Cora replied, snickering.
"I'm going to bed, I got a big day tomorrow. I trust that you'll wake him up and help him home." He voiced, as he walked over to his bedroom shutting the door behind him.
Cora shook her head at her brother in disappointment.
"Stubborn as always." She mumbled, before heading over to Stiles sleeping form.
"Stiles." She voiced, giving his shoulder a push.
Nothing.
"Stiles." She voiced a little louder.
Still nothing.
Damn, he's a deep sleeper, she thought.
Cora looked over at Derek's shut door before glancing back down at Stiles and gave his cheek a slap.
"Wh-what?" Stiles said groggily, lifting his head up somewhat alert.
"It's time to go." Cora announced with a smirk on her face, amused by his sleep form.
Stiles hair was all disheveled, he had drool on his chin and his eyes were hooded with sleep.
Stiles sat up, wiping his wet chin on his shirt.
"I fell asleep?" He asked confused, looking around the room.
"Yeah, don't worry. You did well. It's only a matter of time and dates till Derek is putty in your hands. Come on, I'll drive you home." She said, extending her hand out, helping his weak form off the couch.