Chapter Thirteen
Pancakes
*Derek
Derek laughed softly as he looked down at Stiles, the human had slipped and fell to the ground. In the process he tipped over a bag of flour and the entire thing dumped all over his head. He probably be more concerned if it wasn't so hilarious.
"You think this is funny" Stiles asked and glared up at the werewolf. "You're the one who dropped the damn egg and didn't clean it up" he said, which just earned him more laughing. "You're gonna get it" he threatened before shaking his head slightly, making flour go everywhere. Then he pushed himself up onto his feet and glared at the still laughing Derek before grabbing an egg out of the carton and throwing it at him. The laughing ceased immediately, which made Stiles laugh.
Derek looked down at the yolky mess on his chest, "I can't believe you just did that" he said and tried wiping it off, but that really just made it worse. He looked at Stiles and felt a smile tug at his lips, because the human was adorable when he laughed. He just watched Stiles for a moment before grabbing an egg and smashing it on the Stiles's head, because there was no way he was going to let the guy get away with throwing one at him. Plus the look at is face was priceless.
"Oh my god Derek" Stiles said completely shocked that he did that, "What was that for" he gasped and felt the top of his head with a smile.
Derek shrugged, "I don't know what your talking about" he said with a smile. "I didn't do anything" he said.
"Oh sure ya don't" Stiles said and shook his head slightly. "You're a terrible liar Hale" he said. "Let's just finish making the pancakes eh" he said with a sigh before turning back to the counter. He slipped again, the stupid egg was still on the floor, and there was even more now. As he was falling he grabbed onto Derek for support but he somehow lost his balance too and they both fell to the floor.
Derek groaned, "God you weigh a ton" he complained as he looked up at the human that had landed up him, though he also couldn't help but laugh at the situation. Stiles covered in flour and egg was pretty funny too, the guy looked ridiculous.
"Shut up Derek" Stiles said and looked down at him, "What happened dude, thought you were supposed to be a bad-ass werewolf with fast reflexes" he said jokingly with a laugh, he loved seeing Derek laugh, he really didn't do it often enough.
"Sorry, who knew werewolves are prone to slipping on egg as well" Derek said, "and who knows maybe your clumsiness is contagious." he said.
Stiles laughed softly, "Now that's just ridiculous" he said with a smile as he looked down at him, momentarily studying Derek's face.
"You sure about that?" Derek asked and looked up at Stiles, the guy still looked weird. His hair was flat from the egg and his face was almost completely white from all the flour, but he barely noticed any of that as he looked into his eyes . Everything else just seemed to fall away.
"Derek?" Stiles said, his voice kind of husky "You remember what I said about us just being friends?" he asked
"Yeah" Derek said and studied Stiles' face, not really knowing what he was getting at.
"Forget it" he said before leaning down and kissing him, unable to keep himself from doing so any longer. He slowly brought his hand up to his face and lightly caressed his cheek his fingertips brushing against his hair.
Derek tensed as Stiles kissed him, though he quickly relaxed and kissed him right back, having wanted this just as much as him. He slowly ran his hand up his back, his fingers itching to feel his skin beneath them. He tugged lightly on the hem of Stiles' shirt before slowly slipping his fingers under it. The feeling of his skin under his fingertips sent small tingles of pleasure up his fingers and through his hand all the way up his arm. The only thing that felt better than touching him was actually kissing him.
Stiles only pulled away when he needed to breathe, and as tried he catching his breath he smiled down at Derek. He didn't feel the need to pull away at all this time, all he wanted to do was kiss him again. He chuckled softly at the thought, because even if it was true it was kind of crazy. At the moment he really didn't care, so he leaned down again, lightly pressing his lips to Derek's.
Derek smiled up at Stiles, and it only brightened when he heard him laugh before once again leaning in to kiss him. He happily kissed him back, but a the rumbling of an engine pulling into the driveway had him tense up. He reluctantly pulled away and looked at Stiles, "Your dad just pulled up" he said, not really sure how this was suppose to work.
Stiles sighed softly before slowly rolling off Derek to look at the mess of the kitchen. "Well that's not good" he said and looked at Derek. He laughed softly when he saw the frown, "Ah no Derek I mean the mess, he's going to be pissed" he said with a laugh before standing up. "I mean for god's sake look at us" he said and laughed again.
Derek frowned slightly when Stiles rolled off of him and said something about this not being good. Then a moment later he heard his sweet laugh again and he was even more confused, until he explained. He smiled small before standing up, "Hey you're the one who made the mess not me" he said.
Stiles gaped up at him "Excuse me, but you're the one who dropped the egg I slipped on" he said and pulled himself up as well. "Now come on wolfy let's start cleaning" he said.
Derek laughed softly, "Okay fine, I'll help" he said and shook his head slightly. "Why don't you just go upstairs and take a shower. I'll clean up down here" he said and looked around at the mess. They never did get to actually make any pancakes, but whatever.
Stiles sighed softly and looked around a moment before nodding slightly, "Yeah okay" he said and smiled at Derek a moment before kissing him softly on the lips and hurrying out of the kitchen. He hurried up the stairs and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Derek smiled as he watched him leave before turning back to the mess. He sighed softly before wiping down the counter and putting the eggs away. Then he quickly cleaned out the bowl before searching for a broom, which was about the time that the Sheriff walked into the house.
"Derek" Stilinski questioned when he saw the werewolf looking through the hallway closet. "What are you doing?" he asked.
Derek tensed slightly before turning around to look at the Sheriff, "Umm... looking for a broom" he said, because he really didn't know how else to answer that question.
"Why?" Stilinski asked, only getting a more perplexed look on his face. "What are you doing in my house" he asked.
"Oh uh we… I mean Stiles and I uh… were making pancakes and he made a mess" Derek said a bit awkwardly. He knew the Sheriff knew about him and his son hanging out, but he didn't really seem to like it much. Probably because of what happened almost threee weeks ago, which Derek understood completely.
"And where is he now?" Stilinski asked as he walked into the kitchen, stopping when he saw the mess on the floor. "You guys really did make a mess" he said and turned around to look at Derek again.
"He's upstairs taking a shower. He kind of got covered in flour," Derek said, again because he didn't know how else to answer that question.
"Okay well, just make sure you clean up the mess," Stilinski said before walking around the werewolf and going upstairs to his room so he can change out of his uniform.
Derek let out a sigh as he watched him go, then he grabbed the broom out of the closet and quickly cleaned the mess up off the floor. Though he had to use a bunch of paper towel to clean up the egg and the flour that got mixed into it. It took him a while, but that was okay because by the time he was done so was Stiles.
Stiles ran down the stairs and into the kitchen, "Good you're done," he said and smiled before walking over to him and kissing him softly, because why not. After a moment he pulled away "Come on, guess we don't really need to eat. Let's just watch a movie" he said and grabbed Derek's arm before pulling him into the living room. "What do you want to watch?" he asked.
