CHAPTER 2 – Feelings
Stiles was searching for some blankets and a pillows when a half naked Derek walked behind him. "What are you doing?"
Stiles was so startled he almost screamed. "Holy shit! Don't sneak up like that."
Derek took a step back "I am really sorry."
Stiles shook his head gently. This was too weird. Derek saying these words, over something so meaningless. "It's okay. I was just looking for some blankets. I didn't ask you because I figured you don't know."
Derek grinned "True."
Stiles was amazed. Derek grinning was not something you saw everyday. He looked so relaxed and even beautiful.
Derek stopped his silent thinking "Why aren't you joining me in my bed?"
Stiles looked surprised, then confused then not sure if he heard him right. He looked nervous. He scratched his head then neck and then he couldn't stop fidgeting with his hands. Derek saw all that and heard his heartbeat speeding up. "I know it's weird but it's a big bed and there isn't really any other place to sleep. A comfy place anyway. And if something happens we are there for each other" Derek tried to make this simpler to Stiles. Stiles nodded weirdly, still fidgety and pointed the bathroom where he then quickly walked.
What the fuck is happening?! Stiles thought. What am I doing? This shit always happens to me. I mean I am about to go to sleep next to Derek? Derek Hale! I am so dead when he gets his memory back. So fucking dead.
Few minutes later Stiles walked out of the bathroom, almost calm and started to take his clothes off. He climbed in the bed with his boxers. Derek was lying his eyes closed but he knew he wasn't sleeping. Probably just trying to remember.
Derek looked at him and felt his heart flutter. His eyes went big, suddenly he realised that he wasn't feeling scared but the opposite. Looking at his naked upper body and his calm face he felt something burn inside him. Stiles closed his eyes and shook his head. No, no, no! This is not happening. He looked at Derek again. Oh my God, this is so happening. Stiles hide his face with his hands. Why am I getting turned on by this? I've seen other guys, why am I having this moment with Derek. And why now? I can't sleep here. I can feel his heat. I can feel my... desire. Is it desire?
Derek stopped Stiles "What's wrong?"
Stiles took his hands off his face and answered shortly "Just tired. Good night." He turned his back to Derek.
"Oh, okay. Good night." Derek replied and resumed his position. Trying to remember something, anything.
They both fell asleep pretty quickly, until Derek woke up so suddenly that it startled Stiles as well.
"What's wrong? What happened?" said Stiles sleepily and sat next to him. It was still dark but he saw his red eyes.
"I saw her! The witch... I guess" Derek answered trying to even his breathing.
"What do you mean? Did she said anything?"
"Yeah. She said something about accepting your true self. Whatever the fuck that means." Derek said frustrated.
Stiles grinned. This sounded a lot like the real Derek.
"This is so frustrating" Derek sighed.
"It's okay. Go back to sleep. There is still a few hours until the morning." Stiles touched his back and fell back into the bed looking at the ceiling. Derek nodded silently and did the same. Derek then looked at him. Stiles was closing his eyes and sighing, but Derek felt his heartbeat speeding up.
Actually Stiles was trying to keep his calm because the touch didn't feel as innocent as it looked. His hand was still burning, and his heart was going crazy. He just hoped that Derek didn't notice anything. But he did.
Stiles felt Derek move in the bed and he tensed up. He then sensed that Derek is getting oddly close. He couldn't open his eyes. Stiles breathed out shakily and the it happened. Derek pressed his lips softly against his lips. He felt Stiles relax a bit so he kissed him again, this time harder. Stiles was so aroused at this point that he couldn't think clearly he placed his hand on Derek's neck and pulled him closer. Wanting him closer, needing it. Derek responded with the same and started to move closer so their bodies would be touching. As soon as that happened Stiles pushed him away so suddenly that he almost fell of the bed.
"What are you doing?" Stiles yelled desperately.
"Sorry, I was just trying to get my memories back. " Derek said softly.
"What? How would this..." he was shaking his hands between them nervously"...help?" Stiles looked at him overwhelmed.
Derek frowned "I know this is awkward because I don't act like I used to."
"No shit!"
"But that doesn't mean things has to change." Derek finished his sentence.
Stiles looked bewildered and more confused than before. He couldn't even form a sentence. "Did you? I mean... No!" he shook his head "What? How could you think that?" he searched for the answer in his head not asking Derek directly.
Derek was taken aback "We aren't a couple?"
Stiles shook his head too much "No. No. Never. I mean it's a definite no. I didn't know Derek was gay." he then whispered to himself "Am I gay?" He looked at half-naked Derek again "Oh I'm so gay. How could I missed that?" Stiles continued to ramble to himself.
"I'm so sorry. You told me to put feelings to my memories and this was the first strong one that came up on you. And it felt so real and right it was wrong not to act on it." Derek explained.
Stiles couldn't believe the words or the face that was speaking them. He laid down on the bed again covering his face with his hands.
Derek looked worried "Are you okay?"
Stiles was silent.
"Should we continue?" Derek looked hopeful.
"No!" he then paused and stared him in the eyes like he wanted to change his answer. But he then shook his head and repeated "No."
"Well I don't know about you but I need a cold shower." he stood up and entered the bathroom.
Stiles looked at him dazzled. Derek has feelings for me. I never thought about us like that. I never thought about us. He touched his lips and smiled gently. Derek has feelings for me. Stiles was so flattered and stunned. He couldn't wait for this witch thing to be over so he could have the real Derek back. Oh crap! He realized. He is going to kill me!