After three weeks of being in the hospital Stiles finally got released. Derek had stayed the night with him on and off for the past three weeks claiming he stayed only keep Stiles from getting into trouble. But he knew Derek stayed there because he was terrified something bad would happen to Stiles while his body healed. Derek waited in the front of the hospital in Stiles' jeep due to the fact his own car was trashed. He got out and helped Stiles get in carefully before buckling him in and shutting the door. As Derek got back into the driver's seat Stiles started talking.
"You don't have to buckle me in and stuff. I'm not a baby." Stiles laughed as Derek began driving.
"I just want to make sure you don't injure yourself." Derek stopped at the empty intersection and as the stoplight turned green Derek didn't move. Instead he stared at Stiles.
"What?" Stiles eyed Derek while trying to figure out what was happening. Derek reached into the backseat pulled out an unwrapped box. He handed the box to Stiles. "Open it."
Stiles opened up the box and pulled out a brand new leather jacket. He stared into Derek's eyes. "Y-you bought me this?"
"Yeah. I don't really know. I thought you'd look sexy in a leather jacket." Derek began driving again.
"Thanks Derek. Really. It means a lot." He paused."I'd kiss you. But I can't really turn my body cause' of the pain." Stiles laughed.
"We'll kiss when I get you home."
Derek pulled up in the driveway of Stiles' house. He helped Stiles get out of the car and get into the house. Once they got into the bedroom Stiles sat on the desk chair and logged onto the computer. Derek rubbed Stiles' shoulders softly trying not to cause any pain when Stiles turned around in the chair. "You know being shot really sucks. But what sucks even more is the fact that we were getting really into it before we had to drive over to your base and get gunned down."
"Getting shot sucked, but it didn't hurt?" Derek questioned.
"Oh it hurt. But not as painful as having to run downstairs and get into your car while being completely hard."
"Well i'm sorry you had to live through that pain." Derek responded sarcastically. He began rubbing Stiles' bulge through his pants. "You're kinda hard right now…I hope you're not in too much pain because of it." Derek kissed Stiles while playfully biting his lip.
"God, you're hot. I can't wait until I can take these bandages off. Then it will just be me, you and that bed." Stiles paused. "Maybe the floor, the wall, the stairs, the hood of your car…"
Derek stopped sucking on Stiles' neck to take in the information. "…I can probably last that long." Stiles' eyes bulged out of his head.
"Wait! You can last through all of that?"
Derek remained rubbing Stiles' package when Stiles playfully pushed up off. "Ok. You really gotta stop now before you make a mess you're not gonna want to clean up."
Derek kissed him and helped him set up his video game."I'll be right back so don't fall asleep without me." Stiles picked up his game controller and looked at Derek as he walked towards the door. "Where are you going?" Derek answered as he left the room. "I'm going to tie up some loose ends."
Derek didn't take Stiles' jeep, instead he ran directly to his hideout. Fired up with eyes blazing and claws out, he went into his base.
"Sit down now!" he growled at his pack.
When Derek realized his pack was making a mockery of his demands by walking slow on purpose, Derek grabbed Boyd by the back of his jacket and threw him against the cement walls. With Derek now furious, Isaac and Erica sat down quickly. As Boyd got up timidly, Derek began speaking. "I don't owe you an explanation for anything. I don't owe you a reason to why I took Stiles to the hospital. So you're lucky I'm going to give you one. Stiles and I have been together for a month and a half" Isaac snickered under his breath.
Seemingly unthreatening, Derek walked over to Isaac. He grabbed Isaac's arm and twisted it back behind his back. The bone of his arm snapped and Derek kept it in its twisted position as he finished speaking. "And if any of you find it funny…I will tear you to shreds." He let go of Isaac and threw him to the ground. "Let it also be known that I am the leader of this pack. If you don't like it, Leave." Derek began to leave the hideout when Isaac stood up.
"I'm done." Isaac walked past Derek through the door and into the woods.
Derek turned around to stare at Erica and Boyd."Anyone else?" They shook their heads no and Derek left to go back to Stiles' house.
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Derek quietly snuck up to Stiles' bedroom window. He looked through the foggy window to witness Stiles doing what most hormonal teenage boys do. He looked away and waited for Stiles to finish before climbing in through the window. Stiles screamed and jumped before trying to hide his stained boxers. "Derek? What the hell? Why are you back so quick?" Derek laughed before walking over to Stiles. "I told the pack about us." He sat down next to Stiles on the bed.
"I'm sorry. You got me a little worked up before you left." Stiles knew he was blushing and tried to stop.
"It's fine. Everybody does it sometime." Derek tried to calm down Stiles. "I know…but that was the first time you saw…everything. Like all of it."
"Look at me. Does it look like i'm scarred for life? No, it doesn't. As a matter of fact you're piece is pretty impressive." Derek responded.
"Ha. Okay, I'll be right out, just gotta take a shower." Stiles walked into the bathroom before pausing to turn to Derek. "You know I wouldn't mind a big werewolf to protect me in there." Derek smirked. He took off this shirt, threw off his shoes and dropped both his pants and underwear. Stiles' jaw dropped at the first real sight of Derek's tool.
"I-I don't know, if this whole thing is gonna work." Stiles stumbled over his words trying to keep his eyes locked on Derek's eyes. "What do you mean?"
Stiles explained. "DUDE! You're not even fucking hard yet and…just look at it. What the hell? Why are you so damn gifted?"
Derek laughed as he walked into the shower with Stiles.