"ok, yeah, tell me" complied stiles.
"first. . . let's take care of your bleeding hands shall we?" offered Derek as he took stiles' hands to inspect them. He looked amused, he saw little pebbles mixed in with stiles' ground-skin; he would've never thought the mutt would do such a dumb thing.
"i know, sorry, I didn't know what I was doing, I placed my hand against the wall and just dragged against it as I kept walking" explained stiles as he saw Derek's surprised expression.
"stupid boy." said Derek. followed some time of silence he spoke again, and in between all the cleaning, sanitizing and bandaging he asked how much it hurt.

Stiles kept quiet for a while and sighed. His eyes were getting watery and he felt as if he would choke as he responded "not as much as the void in my gut and the pain in my heart" and at that comment, Derek's throat started to contract.
He held a firm grip of the boy's hands and lead him to his bed and sat him there. He got to the chair next to his nightstand and placed it in front of stiles and sat there. He needed to figure out a way to somehow distract the boy, and what a better way than with a game for someone as lively as stiles.

"hey. You like games don't you?" he said as blood rushed to his cheeks. Derek asking about games. . . unbelievable. It was a 'see to believe' moment, or hear in this case.
"uh. . . yeah. But I really don't feel like playing right now. Plus, and don't take it as an insult. You stand no chance against the king of games!" arrogantly proclaimed stiles as he felt his mood lighten up a bit. Just what Derek had aimed for; great.
"yeah well, it's a game, but not really much of a game if you ask me. I just thought, that maybe it'd be cool if we played." Derek really didn't like games, but there were things he wanted, needed, to know.
"hmm. . . a game that's a game but not a game? I don't. ."
"do you want to play or not?" shouted the now alpha as he interrupted stiles.
"oh, am sorry. Did the middle of my sentence interrupt the beginning of yours? RUDE!
Uh, This isn't one of those trick questions is it?" joked stiles raising an eyebrow trying to figure out where Derek was leading to with this. He was really annoying the older teen but at least his plan to cheer stiles up was working; not the way he planned on doing it but it was. "i think. . ." trailed of stiles before being interrupted once again.
"its 21 questions ok? Just damn, shut it" shouted Derek not letting Stiles finish talking again.
Stiles was quiet for a second and Derek was about to apologize thinking the boy was probably upset once again. Little did he know Stiles was dancing in the inside achieving what he loves doing best, annoying the crap out of Derek.
"Alright!" he got up to go to the restroom and shut the door behind him. Derek was about to get up and go get drinks for them when he heard stiles' voice calling up to him. "Derek!" The guy who's name had just been called panicked thinking something had happened to stiles and so he rushed in the bathroom to find stiles standing in front of the toilet.
"uhh. . What the hell stiles?" protested Derek
"uhhh hello? You covered my hands completely. That was unnecessary; you should've just bandaged my knuckles." stated the younger boy.
"so? Not my problem now"
"soo. . You gotta help me out here d" before Stiles was finished he heard the door slamming shut. Just great. "Oh C'mon man! Please?" he begged. He was unaware though that Derek was fighting the urge to go in there and help him not only pee but take some stress off of him and make him forget about how fucked up life is for a bit. Derek was fighting the urge because he didn't know if he liked stiles, or if it was the super strong smell of stiles' hormones. . . wait. . . why would he have such a strong smell?. . . unless. . .
the door opened once again and he found stiles struggling with his zipper. Stiles looked up with a huge grin on his face that said "so. . . you decided to help me huh?" mocking the older teen.
"yes, I feel like somehow this is my fault. So yeah, I'll help you; but don't you dare get too damn excited with this. And you have better never EVER say anything to anyone. Got it?" threatened the blue-eyed alpha.
"ok jeez. I just want you to lend me a hand. . . ha! Oh stiles, you're such a joker. Am not asking you to bend over" teased the boy who was on the verge of peeing his pants "now, if you please" he begged once again.

Derek lowered his right hand not lowering his gaze. He ordered for stiles to guide him as he did not want to look down. Stiles on the other hand wanted to get Derek to look down; and he would get him to do so or his name wasn't Stiles Stilinski. He just liked messing with people, to him it was normal to mess around; like it should be. He wasn't gay, he was just a curious, playful, and very good looking guy.

"Aug c'mon man, yeah, I can't control my aiming like that. You gotta look. Kinda if like you were showing me how to shoot a gun. That way there will be no problems, cuz if we make a mess cuz you don't wanna see, guess who has to clean? And I'll give you a hint, not the guy with the bandaged hands" he told Derek, winking at him as he ended his sentence. Derek had no other option, he had to look down; stiles had won.
"you have got to be kidding me" whined Derek but he grabbed Stiles' dick and helped him pee.
At that moment he realized he probably wasn't as straight as he thought he was; and that he probably had more feelings for stiles than friend affection. For a moment he thought he would like to do something else with what he was touching; but shook those thoughts right off. He finished helping the other boy and washed his hands; act advised by a very teasing stiles.
He went out and told the other guy to have a sit on his bed while he went down stairs to grab some refreshments for the both of them. He also told stiles to turn the 360 on and look for a game he would like to play.

Stiles thought he would rather wait for Derek and pick a game they both wanted to play. He then got even more comfortable than he was told to and laid down on the bed. He looked around and stopped turning at the sight of a digital clock in the host's nightstand; lunch time at school. He hadn't even thought about. . oh. . Wait. Now he did; Scott McCall. He couldn't help but wonder what his best friend was doing; or if he had even noticed Stiles wasn't at school. He started to feel a bit sad remembering the situation he was currently facing with his friend. Then he remembered; he had a phone. He pushed it upwards from the outside of his pocket with his hand. The screen was lit as it dropped from his pocket onto the bed faced down; but that had been enough time for stiles to see a clear background. There was nothing on top of the screen saver; that told him he had no notifications. Not that he was expecting to have hundreds, he wasn't that popular, but he at least hoped to have a missed call or a message from Scott. He had just been feeling a bit sad before, now, he was totally bummed out. He turned his body around and was now laying on top of his stomach, emptying his eyes out on Derek's pillow.

Derek made his way up the stairs into his room with a bowl filled with junk food in one hand and sodas on the other. He rolled his eyes at the sight of stiles crying, placed the things on a side table he had in his room and walked slowly towards stiles. He thought it would be harder than he thought to cheer stiles up if leaving him for five minutes could be enough for the boy to commit suicide; metaphorically speaking of course. He stood by the bedside just looking at stiles, wondering what to do. He pictured his move on his head. He would turn stiles up and shake him until he came to his senses, but that seemed too 'fake Derek' and not 'real Derek'. He ended up choosing to act on human instinct, he sat down by stiles and asked what was wrong. Stiles told him he already knew the answer, and he did, but it was confusing.

"ok, so let me get this straight. This is the answer I 'know.' You're upset because of the situation between you and your best friend" he stopped and waited for stiles to show if that was it or not before continuing. Stiles shook his head up and down to signal a yes. "AND. . This saddens you at the degree it does not only because of the problem. Which am sorry but I have no idea what it is but I doubt its a big deal. You're also this melancholic because you're in love with Scott." He took his chance, he just had to know. If stiles agreed he would know, if he lied, he would also know. Stiles on the other hand pondered for a bit what the alpha had just guessed.

Stiles placed his weak hands close to his shoulders and raised the top part of his body up, turned to look at Derek and said "he's my best friend, my brother" and with that he was able to evade confirming something he, himself, had no idea of. He faked a smile and asked Derek if the invite to '21 questions' was still up or if he would rather play the 360. Derek had no idea whether he should play the 21 questions and get to know the pup a bit better and also use it to get some answers on questions he had or play the 360 and help stiles get his head out of earth for some time; but then he figured if he did that it wouldn't really help stiles out. The problems would still be there waiting for stiles to get back to earth to haunt him, they would be there waiting to hurt him. He couldn't let that happen, if there was something Derek had to make sure of was for Stiles to be okay and happy.
"answer me something first though. why do you want to play the 21 questions?" interrogated Derek.
"well, I want to get to know you better, and another reason am sure you will ask if we play that. Plus, I have some questions am sure you would evade if asked in another situation." responded stiles. Derek saw the truth in that not by the sound of stiles' heart beat but by the look in his eyes, full of innocence and sorrow. "mind if I start?" asked stiles sheepishly.
"please do. " responded the only survivor of the Hale family with the first bright smile and the best that stiles had witnessed.

Ok guys am sorry i am kinda late in the day, i totally thought tomorrow was the upload date MY MISTAKE! there you go! :) hope you enjoyed this longer-ish chapter, next to come (5 days after 1st rev) will be same length.
special thanks to those who added this story to their favorites or story alerts. SatanCharm; Gayteenwolflover5; GRIMMtheBITCH'1. For the reviews of SatanCharm ;Netha (for ch2).
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