Stiles was looking at his phone, he was waiting for a call or a message it didn't really matter which he just needed some kind of confirmation that he was alright. And even though it had been months and Derek hadn't answered any of his messages he kept on waiting, because he always would and he needed Derek to know that.

"Stiles! Are you even listening?"

The tone in Scott's voice had Stiles' head shooting up and phone dropping from his hands to the floor. Seconds later the phone started to ring and Lydia, who had been sitting beside Stiles, knew who it was without looking at the name on the phone.

"Well have you? Do you know what we've been talking about for the past few hours?"

Stiles didn't answer and Lydia was getting annoyed with the ringing so she picked up the phone and hit answer.

"Stiles is busy being scolding by Scott, so have at him his Sourwolf" Lydia said and Scott's head turned towards her while Stiles scrambled for the phone and hurried out of the room.

"What is going on?" Derek asked he actually sounded really concerned and a small smile came to Stiles' face at that.

"Is that concern I hear?" Stiles said jokingly like he always did when Derek acted like he was concerned.

"Yes, I'm concerned. You're heart rate is higher than usual" Derek said

"Come on, how can you even tell that?" Stiles asked as he walked out the door, wanting to put some distance between him and he other wolves to hopefully have a private conversation.

"Stiles, what's going on?" Derek asked going back to being serious

"I should ask you that" Stiles said now serious as his mind went back to remembering that this was the first time Derek had responded to his messages. "I have left you messages everyday these past months and you never responded."

Derek went a bit quiet and Stiles could hear a door closing quietly. When Derek still didn't answer Stiles let out a small sigh.

"So what is it? Were you too busy? Do you not care anymore?"

"Stiles can we not…"

"Not what?" Stiles asked, his anger in this whole situation had started to rise. He had to know why Derek never answered.

"Can we not fight" Derek said in this voice that Stiles knew all too well. It was quiet and soft and full of pain but it wasn't physical pain it was emotional. And Stiles went still he didn't know what to do or say and so for a while they were quiet.

"I'm sorry" Stiles finally said just as quietly as Derek had last spoken like he couldn't stand breaking that silence.

"What for?" Derek asked as if concerned why Stiles would be apologizing when he literally did nothing wrong ever.

"For everything" Stiles said as he put his empty hand into his pocket and fidgeted in the cool air.

"You shouldn't apologize" Derek said with an almost chuckle which made Stiles blink and frown a little.

"Then maybe you should tell me what I should be doing" It was said in an almost sarcastic way but Derek answered

"Turn around" Derek said

"What?"

"Trust me and turn around"

Stiles sighed before slowly turning around to see that Derek was standing under a street light just down the block. Stiles' phone fell from his hand and hit the ground as he broke out into a quick run towards the wolf standing there. He tackle-hugged Derek with such force that he almost knocked the wolf over and Derek had to put his arms around Stiles to keep him close.

Soon enough Stiles pulled back and looked at Derek before punching him in the arm and Derek looked honestly confused.

"You left without so much as a goodbye" Stiles said hitting Derek again and again until Derek caught his wrists and Stiles went still. He no longer fought against Derek he just looked at him.

"I'm sorry" Derek said so sincerely and Stiles just looked very relieved before he was shaking his head a little.

"I'm just glad you're not dead" Stiles said in such a quiet and soft voice he wasn't even sure he'd said it but Derek was leaning forwards slightly as he slowly released the teen's wrists as if to give him that chance to leave, like Stiles would do that. So instead of leaving he leaned forward as well.

Their noses bumped and Stiles could swear Derek let out a chuckle before their lips were touching and Stiles felt like he was about to faint. Derek caught him with his hands on his hips in a grip that was both firm and loose like he didn't want to keep Stiles there if he didn't want to be there.

Stiles seemed to understand this and so he brought his hands up and took hold of Derek's shoulders and pulled him in deeper, moving close enough to have their chests together, though with them leaning their lower halves were apart. Derek stepped closer to Stiles so their knees bumped a little until they were standing comfortably. And then Derek's hands traveled up under Stiles' shirt his fingers feeling every muscle which had Stiles moaning rather loudly and Derek moved his mouth down to Stiles' neck liking the skin as he went. He started to bite and leave marks all over Stiles' neck and shoulder.

Stiles quickly ran his hands down Derek's chest and when he found Derek's belt he grabbed and tugged. Derek smirked against Stiles' shoulder before removing his hands from under Stiles' shirt which had the teen whining at the loss until Derek's hands came around Stiles and slid into Stiles' back pockets before he was bucking his hips into Stiles' rather roughly. Causing had the teen gasping and scrambling to feel every part of Derek.

Derek growled a little, loving the effect he had on Stiles he continued to move against the younger male just a bit quicker which had Stiles really losing it. He was close, so very close and by the way Derek was breathing so was he. And then.

"Hey Stiles!"

Stiles didn't move away from Derek but he did turn his head quickly and blinked a few times when he saw it was Scott standing across the street. The alpha was looking less surprised with this development than Stiles thought he would be.

"Uh sorry, I'm gonna tell the others you're okay"

Stiles groaned before moving to kiss Derek again before he was groaning and pulling back a little.

"My house, just down the street" he barely got the words out before Derek was grabbing him and carrying him there and up through the window which was slightly difficult but neither cared.

Once inside Derek basically threw Stiles on the bed, stripping off both their shirts before he was on him and finishing what they had started in the street. And it didn't take long for either of them, Stiles' nails digging into Derek's back while Derek dropped his head and kind of bit Stiles' shoulder. Once they both managed to move Derek rolled off Stiles and they laid there for a moment, Stiles reaching out to make sure Derek wasn't going to just leave.

"You'll want a shower" Derek said

"I'll get it in the morning" Stiles mumbled in response

Derek smiled slightly before moving to get their shoes and pants off so they could sleep. Stiles sighed contently when Derek laid down beside him and he curled up in the wolf's arms moving so he could lay his head on Derek's chest.

"Thank you" Stiles said against Derek's chest

"What for?"

"For coming home" Stiles said as he fell asleep.

Derek froze a moment before he kissed Stiles' head and rubbed his back as he closed his eyes to sleep.