He wasn't be obsessive or possessive, because if he was he would be touching all of her things. Or making sure that she was safe all the time. Or listening in on her phone calls.
No, the only think Derek was doing was watching the school because he had to keep on eye on the pack. Nothing at all to do with how tired Stiles had looked or how sad she had seemed when he climbed out the window.
"You really need to get a visitor's pass or something." A boy said next to him. Derek had heard the boy coming but he was sadly surprised by how quickly the boy got up next to him. "I mean its cool and all that you are supporting your girlfriend but there has been some weird stuff going on around here lately and the administration is getting twitchy."
"Girlfriend?" Derek asked vaguely confused. He recognized this boy, he was on the lacrosse team with the others and something about the aftershave he wore smelled familiar. The name Danny rung in his head.
"Yeah, brunette, brown eyes, talks almost non stop, steals my aftershave at least once a week." The boy laughs a little when Derek says nothing. "I might not play for your team but I am not blind or stupid."
Derek didn't say anything hoping that maybe he would go away. But he didn't, so he was standing there with the goalie of the lacrosse team watching the empty track field.
"You know Jackson normally caves after two hours. I can do this longer than you can." Danny tells him.
"She is not my girlfriend." Derek says back quietly.
"In the words Stiles, lies and slander." Danny bites back. Derek doesn't like this kid, besides there is no point to staying out here so he turns to leave. "You are going to miss it."
Derek turns around to see that Stiles in her work out clothes has wandered onto the track fields and is staring at the high jump. Her shoes are different, why does he notice that? Stiles twitches for a few heart beats and then huffs and throws off the track jacket revealing the tight running shirt she as on under it.
"Only time she is ever graceful." Danny smiles as Stiles jumps on her toes and then takes off. Derek is startled to realize that Danny is right, for this brief moment Stiles is gracefull and elegant and when her body flies over the pole and lands in the padding. Danny wanders off shouting back "You really do need to get that visitor's pass."
"You are good." Derek says from above her.
"Your creeper skills deserve awards. Stalkers should come to you for advice now how to be creepy." Stiles mumbles as she jumps off the matt. Stupid Derek, ruining her zen.
"Why aren't you on the track team?" Derek asks still standing there like nothing she says penetrates his brain.
"For reasons." Stiles says and gets up. Derek follows her as she goes to pick up her track jacket. "Is there a reason you are here first thing in the morning? Are you stalking morning practice as well now?" Derek just glowers. Stiles isn't in the mood so she just ignores him and heads back inside to the girls locker room. "I am getting naked now, so you can join me or you can go back to stalker mode outside."
"Is everything sex to you?" Derek asks.
"Yes, yes it is." Stiles pulls of her track shoes and puts them back in their box because having those spikes hit anything is bad, very bad. Like that time she caught her calf on them, that was bad. "Moment of truth, morning sex in the girls locker room or not big boy?"
"Won't some one come in?" Derek paces around the mostly empty room.
"Um no. Because the only team at this school that has morning practice is Lacrosse and I am the only girl here in the mornings. Now are those pants coming off or am I going to have to do this by myself." Stiles whips her shirt off and tries to leer at Derek but she is pretty sure it comes off looking retarded.
"You know you sound like a guy." Derek huffs but removes his shirt anyway.
"Whatever gets us naked." She smiles as Derek comes at her and presses her up against the lockers. "Also this has to be a quickie because I have class in like forty minutes and Lydia is going to hold me hostage in the bathroom again."
"Please stop talking." Derek mumbles into her neck as he goes for the condom in his pocket. But he must take the idea of a quickie to heart because he doesn't even bother removing her underwear just pulls it to the side and goes in. Stiles is still too sore to do much other than hang on and go limp as Derek pound into her, but this really is the best wake up ever.
"Can we do this every morning? Some times twice, with at least once in the shower because this is way better than coffee or pancakes. And that's saying something because pancakes are the bomb." Stiles babbles as the pace picks up.
"If you don't stop talking I am buying a gag." Derek threatens and bites down on her shoulder. Stiles comes just like that and Derek follows seconds later.
"If you get to buy a gag I want to buy toys too." Stiles tells him pulling on her school clothes, which she will only have for another ten minutes before the are ripped from her by the cruel mistress Lydia. Derek does that blank look at her. "See you later sweetie."
Stiles stands on her tip toes and kisses Derek before running away. Not that she was worried that he might tear her throat out or anything she just has like two minutes to make it to the girl's bathroom before Lydia begins a systematic search of the school for her.
Which is why Stiles doesn't really have the hickey properly hidden or the smell of sex off her when she slides into the bathroom to face a mildly annoyed Lydia and Allison. Allison being less annoyed than Lydia more bored with this and annoyed with other things, but that was besides the point.
They pointedly ignored these new facts until Lydia pulled out a pair of high heels, which was when the war of the century broke out.
"No means no." Stiles shouts trying to back away but Lydia has a grip on her ankle and she is surprisingly strong.
"Oh calm down. They are only three inches." The red head seems to think this is a good thing, Stiles begs to differ.
"Bad touch!" Stiles shouts. "Besides I am too sore for this shit, I was treading water for two hours last night trying to stop Derek from drowning while being stalked by creepy killer person."
"Wait you are screwing Derek?" Lydia practically screams.
"Um, that's not what I said. Allison back me up I did not say that." Stiles looks at the other girl but there is something playing across her face like she is putting the pieces together.
"Well…"
"Oh come on! You guys saw the damage in the pool. I am not making this shit up." Stiles tries again.
"Yeah but you have clearly been sexing some one up and now we know who." Lydia smiles
"Guys…" Stiles tries but Allison has put it together.
"You go off with him alone quiet a bit."
"Oh my god you are fucking a twenty four year old!" Lydia shouts. "And you don't wear heels!"
"Why does it smell like Derek?" Scott asks from outside the door.
"Stiles is fucking him!" Lydia yells back.
Which is how Scott finds out about the current arrangement and how Stiles ends up wearing heels and skinny jeans that are some kind of animal print. Because after that how was she to ever fight Lydia?
"I hate all y'all bitches. I am officially friendless." Stiles mutters. "Except for Danny, I still like him he doesn't get mad when I take his aftershave."
"You are going to have to buy me some more soon." Danny says.
"You are dead to me!" Stiles points at him with a highlighter. No one else seems to understand her rage.
Then of course there is the huge mess with the Kanima and Jackson and something with Lydia. Which right now Stiles would not mind because that bitch is evil and Scott is mad at her.
"Are you two having marital issues?" Jackson asks.
"Yes." Scott says
"No." Stiles says at the exact same time.
"Right." Jackson looks like he might be sick.
Chemistry class is weird to say the least. Even if the teacher weren't already trying to murder her with detention and his mind, this is worse. Who even does speed dating science? Stiles considers writing a letter to the scientific community.
"So this is awkward." Stiles says when her and Isaac sit down next to each other. He raises an eyebrow. "Derek taught you to do that didn't he." Isaac says nothing. "Please don't kill Lydia."
"I thought you weren't friends with her anymore." Isaac smiles evily, that is new.
"I have violent and frequent mood swings. Something you are intimately aware of." Stiles raises her eyebrows at Isaac and is rewarded with the boy turning a bright red.
"About that…"
"Not happening again." Stiles cuts in.
"Kay." Isaac agrees with a head nod.
"Also here are the notes you missed." Stiles says pushes some papers across the table.
"What?"
"The notes, you missed while on the run from the popo." Isaac looks confused. "Contrary to popular belief I am an amazing friend." She half shouts. "Also those of us in the minus parental units club need to stick together." She whispers. Isaac doesn't get time to respond because the bell goes off, but his face looks hurt and sad and happy all at once as he picks up the notes and leaves.
Now Stiles is left with Scott, who is still mad. Like trembling upper lip mad, the kind of mad she hasn't seen since the time she stole his Ninja Turtle in the second grade.
"Oh come on man. You cannot be that upset about this."
"Of course I can, you are screwing Derek. Derek!"
"Why do you say that like it's a disease or like incest or something?"
"Because it is!" Scott hisses.
"Which of us is sleeping with some one who's family might try to kill them?" Stiles stage whispers. "This is the part where you say Touché and we make up."
"Nope." Scott shakes his head.
"It's not like we are dating. There has been no cuddling or any conversation outside the boning." Stiles continues.
"That does not make it better."
"Well it should. I mean it's not like am in love with your nemesis." Stile really didn't see what the big deal was. I mean they called Derek all the time
"Are you?"
"Am I what?" Stiles doesn't get the funny look Scott has suddenly.
"In love with Derek."
"Um no." Stiles and Scott have a staring contest for a moment.
"I don't believe you."
"Sorry to interrupt this marital spat but what are we doing with Lydia?" Jackson comes back to growl at them. Because um yeah Lydia kind of did not topple over paralyzed just now, so that's a thing that happened.
"Maybe you should seduce him to stop trying to kill Lydia." Scott growls as he leaves.
"That's not how it works!" Stiles shouts after him.
This whole keeping Lydia not dead, way harder than it looks because Erica is evil and not to be trusted. This is the second time she has gotten hit in the head by Erica, who then for some reason goes to deal with Allison. Leaving her to try and deal with Isaac who had least has the decency to not hit her in the head.
"Can I just say, I always knew there was something hinky going on with Jackson." Stiles says in the silence outside the house. Everyone stares at her. "So I am guessing we are going after that thing aren't we?" When Derek takes off at a run it's pretty much the answer. Boyd picks up the other baby wolves and leaves.
"To the Tardis!" Stiles shouts and heads for her car.
"No one watches Doctor Who!" Scott shouts back as they jog.
"According to the internet that is a false statement, everyone watches Doctor Who." Stiles corrects him.
"Can we just go before Derek kills Jackson?" Scott buckles in.
"Fine, but I want you to know I am against letting Jackson live on principal."
"Noted." It might not be a real make up but her and Scott are bantering and that's about as close as she is going to get right now.
(To be continued…..)
See what I did there. Just like the episode. I am crafty. We all knew that Scott had to find out eventually, one can only be so dense for so long. And who doesn't love high jump? (If you don't you can just get out. Because I love Hana Kimi and if you don't you either don't have a heart or don't read as much manga as I do. It's a gender bender and its great and its got high jump and shirtless boys.)
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