The morning started out great in the Stilinski household. Stiles made blueberry pancakes and brewed coffee, his Dad's favourite breakfast. Stiles thought of what happened between him and Derek yesterday, while enjoying his pancakes. Truth is, it's all he could think of last night before he got to sleep.
When Sheriff Stilinski didn't go down for their breakfast, Stiles had a bad hunch that something was not right so he left the house and went straight to the Sheriff Station. When he got there, the Sheriff gave him the 'follow-me-in-my-office' look, and so he did.
"What happened, Dad?" his hands on the Sheriff's table.
"Look at this," he showed Stiles a police report, "This is Leon Striano, 30 years old, see that?" the Sheriff pointed the victim's thigh in the picture, "his skin is peeled away from his flesh, so…"
"Jaguar, Were-Jaguar."
"I thought you already tamed Kate Argent?" the Sheriff asked.
"We did. But, she's probably on Miley Cyrus mode again and she can't be tamed." Stiles joked.
"I don't get it at all, Son, but okay." he sat on his chair by his desk, "Go find Scott and tell the rest about this. I don't want another mischief caused by Kate Argent, is that clear?"
"Yes, Dad." he nodded.
Stiles rode his jeep to Beacon Hills High School.
The first thing he saw was Malia getting her stuff from her locker while peeking through her locker door and glancing at Scott and Kira.
"Hey!" Stiles greeted and tapped Malia's back.
"God, you scared me." she said without much of expression in her face and shot her glance back to Scott and Kira.
"Really?!" he said sarcastically, "Come on, we both know you sensed I was coming, thanks to your supernatural senses."
Stiles looked at where Malia was shooting her glances.
"I hate you, you know?!" Stiles said.
"What?" she closed her locker and started walking, "Why?"
"Because Miss Were-Coyote," he walked with her, "you're still faking it, stop faking it!"
"Faking what?!" Malia raised an eyebrow.
"I know you like Kira, you know you like Kira, stop faking it for Pete's sake!" he rolled his eyes, "I didn't break up with you so that you can torture yourself with all these, these, Scira feels, you know!"
"What's Scira?" Malia asked.
"It's a ship name for Scott and Kira, you know, ships? loveteams?" he looked at Malia, she didn't know what Stiles was talking about and she was just listening for the sake of listening, "Whatever, never mind. My point is, stop fooling yourself, you know you like Kira. Tell her before your chest explodes with all that love."
"I'll do that when you finally figure out how you feel about my cousin." Malia shot back, grinning.
"Wow, good come back, Malia. That's progress, remind me to give you a gold star later." he rolled his eyes.
"I was kidding!" She clung to Stiles' arm, "I know you had sex yesterday, though."
"WHAT?! Derek told you?"
"No." Malia sneered, "Thanks for the confirmation, though."
"You're such a bitch, you know? A bitch of an ex were-coyote girlfriend!"
"I love you too, Stiles!" Malia kissed Stiles' cheeks. The two had a smooth break up and became the best of friends after Malia confessed that she's gay for Kira. Stiles didn't get mad, he understood, probably because at that time, Derek confessed too.
"So I was thinking, is being gay in the blood of Hales? Don't tell me your dad is gay too!" Stiles joked and they both giggled as they went near Scott and Kira.
"Hey Stiles!" Scott greeted.
"Morning, Malia!" Kira flashed a smile and Malia tried hard not to blush.
The Ginger Goddess went through the Beacon Hills High School door with her beautifully braided locks and perfect lips. Lydia was wearing a peter pan collared dress and a carnation pink wedge and the banshee looked stunning as always.
"Morning, what's up?" Lydia smiled, "What's this meeting all about?"
"Something happened." Stiles said, "Last night, a victim was attacked; his skin was peeled off his flesh. It was Kate's doing."
"No! It can't be." Malia exclaimed, "I was with her last night."
"This probably happened before or after you're with her, Malia." Stiles explained.
"We should go to Derek's loft later, after class." Scott suggested, "Does he already know?"
"I don't know, maybe. I haven't told him yet." Stiles answered.
Scott texted Derek and when he looked up, he saw Allison smiling at him, walking towards their direction with Isaac.
"Hey guys." Isaac greeted.
Boyd and Erica came and Stiles told them what happened to Leon Striano. They all agreed to meet up later and go to Derek's loft to ask for his help in taming Kate.
It was a normal day at school. After same old chemistry lessons and French class, Allison, Isaac, Boyd, and Erica went to the Argent house to tell Chris about Kate while the rest of the pack went to Derek's.
Stiles came in first.
"You're here-," Derek stopped when he saw the rest, "You're all here, why are you here?"
"Kate attacked someone last night." Scott said.
"That sociopathic bitch is back to business." Lydia added.
"No I'm not."
They all looked to where the voice came from; it was Kate, leaning against the door, looking all sexy in her leather jacket.
"I did it to protect Malia." Kate started to explain, "We were in a bar last night, that man was hitting on her and it made her feel uneasy so I walked her home. That drunk pervert followed us and I can tell that he's planning on raping Malia. Peter wasn't home and so I took charge. He was hot for a rapist so I wanted to do him but when I licked him, his skin peeled off. Disadvantages of a Sex Freak with a Jaguar's tongue, I guess."
"See, I told you." Malia told Stiles and Kate winked at her.
"Good then." Derek said.
"Not really." Stiles said, "Don't do that again, Kate."
"Yes, Sleeping Beauty." Kate answered.
"What did you just call me?!" Stiles raised an eyebrow.
"I think she called you Sleeping Beauty." Kira said, trying not to laugh.
"Where did that came from, bitch?!" he blurted.
"Do you really want me to answer that? Do you?" Kate teased.
"Stop it." Derek tried to hide his reddening cheeks, "Stop this non-sense. You can all go now."
"I'm just glad you're on your word, Kate." Scott said, "Thank you."
Kate just smiled and the pack went off. She stayed and sat on Derek's couch.
"I told you to go! Why didn't you go?!" Derek shouted.
"I heard my name so I went back. I gotta hear what people are saying about me." Kate answered.
"But was the Sleeping Beauty necessary?!" Derek sat beside her, "What the hell was that, Kate! Damn you!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry okay!" she giggled.
"Remind me to never share my sexcapades with you anymore, okay."
"But!" Kate pouted, "That's so cruel of you Derek! You know I breathe your sexcapades with Stiles. You two gays give me life."
"Stiles is not gay." Derek bit his lip.
"I'm telling you, he is."
"He's not."
"He is."
"HE'S NOT."
"HE FUCKING IS."
"HE'S FUCKING NOT."
"FUCK YOU, DEREK. YOU KNOW HE'S ALSO GAY FOR YOU. STOP IT. PLEASE. STOP THE PITY PARTY." Kate stood up, "Stiles likes you, and you know it. He's just in denial."
Derek didn't say anything. Silence.
"You know what, laters baby." Kate turned to the door, "I need to go to my other gay Hale, and at least that gay is more confident than you."
"Another gay Hale?"
"Malia." Kate blew a kiss, "Bye, Handsome!"
Derek went to the Stilinski's and looked for Stiles. The Sheriff was home but Stiles wasn't. He tried the McCall's but he wasn't there, nor Scott. Melissa was home alone.
He called Lydia and she said that Stiles was at Danny's party, they all were.
When he got to Danny's place, he saw Stiles in a red and grey sweater dancing all sexy with Danny. The werewolf got jealous and pulled Stiles away from the crowd.
"What was that?!" Derek asked in a very serious and jealous tone.
"What was what?" Stiles shot back.
"You were all over Danny, Stiles."
"My God, are you jealous?!" he combed his hair with his hand, "I danced with him, so what? It's his birthday!"
"You've never danced with me before."
"Is that it?!" Stiles grabbed Derek's back just above his waist and sexy danced, "Is this what you want? Oh this? And this?"
"Stop!" Derek pushed him away, "You're so stupid."
"No, you're stupid. Why are you even here?!" Stiles crossed his arms.
"You told me we're gonna figure it out today."
"Ohh…that…"
"You forgot?" there's sadness in Derek's eyes.
"No, I didn't I-." Stiles was telling the truth. Of course he didn't, how could he forget about it? He was probably just avoiding it.
"You forgot." he turned away, hands in his pocket, "Never mind."
"It's not my fault, okay!" Stiles said.
"What?!" Derek turned back, "So is it my fault that you're in denial?! You're really, really fucking stupid Stiles!"
"Stop it, Derek! Not here!"
"No, I'm done listening to you. It's not my fault you're still bi-curious!" Derek said in a loud voice, almost growling, "You're torturing not just me," he poked Stiles' shoulder, "but you're also torturing yourself! One day when you finally figure out you want me, I'll just laugh at you, like what you're doing to me right now!"
Derek turned away; he didn't want Stiles to see the beads of tears building up in his eyes. He breathed deep and started to walk away while Malia and Erica came.
"What about us, Derek?" Stiles asked.
Derek stopped walking and said, "There's no us, Stiles."
Stiles also started to tear, "FINE. I NEVER SAID THAT I LOVE YOU ANYWAY."
"YOU KNOW WHAT, FINE." Derek turned back, "I'LL LEAVE YOU FOR GOOD. THAT WAS THE DEAL RIGHT?" then he walked away.
Stiles bit his lip as he started shedding tears. Malia and Erica came closer and gave him a warm hug.
