Chapter 3: Overheated

Nearly a whole week had passed by and Stiles hadn't seen Derek since morning he came out to Scott. For some reason Derek had been avoiding him. Stiles sat on his bed shaking with nervousness. He felt sick to his stomach because he knew his dad would pull up into the driveway at any second. It was the night both he and Derek planed to come out to his father. The only problem was that Derek hadn't talked to Stiles for the past week. Stiles paced back and forth in his room until Derek tapped his claws on the bedroom window. Stiles' heart skipped a beat, mostly because he was still nervous but also because he was seeing Derek. He opened the window and helped Derek in.

"God! Where the hell have you been?" He latched onto Derek and hugged him. Derek stood there for a second before hugging Stiles back. Noticing something was wrong, Stiles began asking questions. "What's wrong? Why are your claws out?" He grabbed Derek's hand and started to rub it softly. "After I left your house last Saturday..." Derek paused and clenched his hands tightly as if he were in immense pain. "Mating season started. The werewolf heat cycle." Derek kneeled to the floor looking injured. Stiles sat down next to him and began rubbing his back to help him calm him down.

"So. Isn't that when you're at the top of your game during sex? Are you in pain or something?"

The worried sound in Stiles voice gave Derek the strength to get up to his feet.

"I'm trying to hold back my urges. Don't worry about me..." Derek tried to make his claws retract, but there was absolutely no effect. Stiles held Derek's hand. "Why do you look hurt?"

"My urge is hard to control. I've tried to stay away because I didn't want to push you into doing things you weren't ready for." Derek squeezed Stiles hand as he gave off a low growl. "Why did you come back then Derek?" Stiles looked to Derek's eyes.

"Tonight is important for you. I wanted to be here with you when you told your dad." Derek pulled away from Stiles' hand and crouched in the corner of the room. Stiles kneeled in front of Derek and placed his hands on the sides of Derek's face. "Relax Derek. Everything's fine. Just breathe slowly." Stiles put his hand on Derek's forehead and realized he had a fever. "That's impossible! You have a fever. Why aren't your healing abilities working?"

"It's because I'm focusing all of my energy to hold back my urge. My healing ability isn't gone. It's just slower right now. I'm fine." Derek began to pass out so Stiles caught his head from hitting against the wall. "Derek!" Stiles shook Derek a few times to wake him. Once he opened his eyes, he began mumbling words that didn't make sense.

Stiles helped Derek get up and laid him down gently on the bed. He went into the bathroom and got a cold wash cloth to place on Derek's forehead. Stiles took off Derek's shoes and rubbed his head at an attempt to calm Derek down. With claws still out, Derek opened his eyes which were stuck in a deep shade of red. Derek looked around the room trying to figure out what he was doing. "You passed out. You're straining yourself!" Stiles put his hands on Derek's face and kissed him softly. "Let it go Derek. Stop trying to hold back your urges and just relax here. Try to fall asleep." Stiles got up and started walking to towards the hallway to go downstairs.

"Wait, what about telling your dad?" Derek tried to get off the bed when Stiles started talking. "Stay. I'm still going to tell him. And I want you to stay here and rest."

Derek shook his head no. "It isn't right. I should be there with you."

Tears began to fill Stiles eyes.

Derek got up and walked over to Stiles. "Why are you crying?" He wiped Stiles' eyes and held him close. Stiles laughed quietly. "Nothing. You're just a really caring person." They both stood quietly with their eyes closed as they hugged. "Ok. Now please lay in bed so you can heal. I'll be back. It shouldn't take that long to explain to my dad." Derek walked over to Stiles' bed and laid down. Just as Stiles finished talking, he heard his dad's car pull up.

In the living room, Stiles shook his hands trying to get rid of his nerves. Mr. Stilinski walked through the door as he saw his son sitting at the dining room table. "What are you doing?" Stiles looked at his father nervously and began to speak. "Dad I have to tell you something." Stiles' dad put down his coat and sat down in the chair directly across from Stiles. "Please don't tell me you're failing a class again."

Stiles answered "No."

"Well what is it then?"

Stiles stared down at the table while he spoke the words that would change his live forever. "I'm gay dad." He closed his eyes so he didn't have to see his dad's reaction.

"Look at me. I don't care whatever sexual orientation you are. You're still my son and I still love you."

Stiles couldn't wipe the giant smile off his face as a wave of relief hit him.

"So...who's the lucky guy?" Just as Stiles' dad ended his question, Derek walked slowly into the room. Derek walked over to stand next to Stiles.

"So Derek Hale is the guy?"

Both Derek and Stiles clutched their hands tightly together hoping for the best.

"You're not what I would think Stiles' type would be. Fine by me though. As long as you treat him right." Derek shook his head and agreement. Mr. Stilinski turned to face Stiles. "You need to start working out if you wanna compete with him." He laughed and went to his room and left the boys in the living room.

As soon as he heard his dad's bedroom door shut, he jumped up and hugged Derek as tight as he could.
"How do you want to celebrate? Wanna go out somewhere?" Derek asked. Stiles got a big grin of his face still energized over the ordeal that had taken place. He whispered in Derek's ear.

"I want you...and me naked...in the back seat of your car." Derek's eyes widened due to the fact he was completely caught off guard by Stiles' remark. Stiles laughed as he grabbed Derek by the hand and started walking upstairs with him. "I'm just joking Derek. Not tonight. So don't pass out over the thought. How about we just go play Super Mario Brothers? I bet I'll kick your ass." Derek scoffed playfully. "We'll see."

They both went up to Stiles' bedroom and played video games.

...

Hours passed and Stiles was beginning to fall asleep with the game controller still in hand. Derek picked him up and carried him to bed. "Thanks for coming over tonight. It really meant a lot." Derek helped Stiles' get undressed because Stiles was almost completely out of it. "And I'm sorry we didn't have some mega radical sex tonight." Stiles laughed as he kicked off pants.

"That moment will come when the time is right." Derek sat in the chair next to Stiles' bed with a blanket and pillow. He sat there so he could still be with Stiles, yet wouldn't give the wrong idea to Stiles' father.

"I know. I just feel bad you're in full on mating mode, and you can't get anything." Stiles smiled.

"I'm fine. Plus seeing you in your sexy Batman boxers is good enough. Now shut up and go to sleep." Derek curled up with the blanket.

"Goodnight Derek."

Stiles turned off the TV and lamp.

"Goodnight Stiles."