Chapter 5

Laura seemed to revert to an 8 year old whenever they had guests over. Anyone would think she didn't meet new people every day at college from the way she acts. It's like she doesn't even realise what she does. For the first 10 minutes, whilst the food was being served, she simply studied Stiles who had the misfortune of choosing to sitting opposite her. Half way through the meal she seemed unable to remain silent any longer and started asking the younger boy a series of questions. The questions started off innocently enough but slowly became more personal, more embarrassing. By the end of the meal the Hales all seemed to know most of Stiles life story including a detailed family history and past relationships. To his credit Stiles remained calm throughout his interrogation and answered each question seemingly unfazed whilst Derek glared at his older sister as if he had the power to shut her up with his mind. His mother simply smiled at the scene unfolding in front of her while Anna seemed oblivious to her surroundings as she chased her food around her plate, quietly humming to herself.

However angry Derek was with Laura he had to admit it could be much worse, she actually seemed to be filtering the majority of what passed through her head before she said it. He didn't know if she was trying to do him a favour or was waiting until Anna had left, not wanting to say anything inappropriate in front of the younger girl, either way Derek planned on escaping back to his room with Stiles as soon as the meal was over.

Looking at Derek Stiles struggled to hold back a smirk as he answered the final question he was asked. He couldn't understand why the dark haired boy was getting so wound up over his sister's behaviour. Sure some of her questions were getting quite personal but they were harmless enough. He was happy to answer but, honestly, he couldn't wait for the meal to be over so hopefully he could be alone with Derek again. The older boy intrigued him, he was quite most of the time only speaking when he actually had something to say (unlike Stiles who could happily talk for hours and hours and never say anything of any value) he seemed intelligent and he was obviously very fit. If it was anyone else Stiles would be jealous, who wouldn't be jealous of someone who looked like Derek, but for some reason it only enticed him further. He wanted to get to know the mysterious boy yet at the same time he already felt as though he had already known him for years. Stiles knew he should find the whole situation weird but he actually felt the most relaxed he had in weeks. The most relaxed he had felt since the Argents had arrived in town and everything had started to go downhill. Honestly Stiles wasn't looking forward to the morning when the weather should have cleared and he would have no reason to stay. He guessed had to make the most of it whilst he was here.

When the last of the dishes had been cleaned and everything was put away Derek pulled him out of the kitchen and up the stairs before his sister could begin her second round of questioning, only stopping once they were safely in his room with the door locked. The moment the lock snapped in to its place Derek turned on the spot to look at Stiles who was once again standing awkwardly by the side of the bed looking both perfectly comfortable yet completely out of place at the same time.

"So…what do you want to do?" Stiles asked, shuffling on the spot as he pushed his hands deep into his pockets "We could watch a film or something?" he continues at Derek's lack of response. After a moment or two Derek nodded sharply before heading across the room to the small stack of DVDs he kept in his room.

"Any preference?" he asked holding up the films for Stiles to choose from having already seen them all multiple times himself.

"Just put whatever in dude. As long as it isn't some chick flick. I swear if I have to watch The Notebook one more time I may actually kill myself, I don't think I'll ever understand Lydia's obsession with Ryan Gosling." Stiles threw himself down on the bed as if he was in his own room, arranging the pillows so he was propped up enough to see the screen. After Derek started the film he made his way to the bed before sitting as close to the edge as he could without falling to the floor. They watched the first few minutes of the film in silence before Derek felt something tapping rhythmically against his hip. Looking down he found that that tapping was being the younger boy's foot as he tried to get Derek's attention. Once Stiles realised he had the older boy's attention the tapping stopped abruptly.

"You do realise your bed is plenty big enough for the both of us to lay down comfortably, you don't have to sit on the edge. Unless you have a problem with sitting next to me. Do I smell or something? I shouldn't do, I mean I only got out of the shower an hour or so ago and I used your body wash so you obviously don't mind the smell of that." For some reason the thought of Stiles using his body wash sent his blood rushing to lower parts of his body. Oblivious to Derek's sudden problem Stiles continued speaking as he patted the empty space next to him "seriously I don't bite," Derek thought he heard the smaller boy finish his train of thought with a muttered 'unless you want me to.' But that could have been his imagination, either way it wasn't helping with his current problem. Deciding to shut Stiles up before he could say anything else that could add to his problem Derek pushed himself further onto the bed and laid out, tucking an arm behind his head as a make shift pillow. At his movement Stiles settled down and began watching the film again, however Derek found it difficult to relax due to his sudden closeness to the small boy. He tried to force himself to focus on the screen but no matter how many times he had seen the film before if asked now he wouldn't be able to say what was happening. What was wrong with him today? Normally he could focus on anything he put his mind to but Stiles was messing with his head. How was it that a boy he had only known a few hours had already messed up his thinking and was slowly working his way deeper and deeper into the older boy's life?

Giving up on watching the film Derek turned his attention to Stiles deciding that watching the younger boy was a better use of his time. The boy was a mystery, a mystery he couldn't wait to solve.

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