What Are We Supposed To Be?
CH 10
Notes: my goodness, 10 chapters already?
Stiles stilled as the phone picked up. He ran his hand over the railing his breathing shallow. What was next? He had calmed down from the rollercoaster of a day but this conversation was notable, epic even. The first serious one they would have. He heard Derek clear his throat.
"Hi" Derek's spoke quietly.
"Hi." Stiles edged playing with the edge of the banister.
"I'm sorry about before. I just." Derek stopped himself, gathering his words. Stiles waited.
"I just." Derek sighed "I know it's messed up. I thought we could just bypass all that bullshit." He breathed, a moment of silence falling on the line.
"Yeah. I didn't mean to ruin your buzz." Stiles replied apologetically.
Derek grunted. "Well."
"I'm sorry" Stiles continued gently.
"Truce?"
"Truce."
Stiles waited.
"Did you read my texts?" Derek asked quietly
"No. just turned the phone on right now."
"Ok."
"Did I mention that I'm sorry?" Derek spoke again.
Stiles nodded as he made his way to his bedroom. He sat at his desk in the dark, rubbing his hand over his laptop absently.
"I know. I wanted you to know that we have to talk about stuff. Annoying stuff. But we still need to talk about things."
Derek sighed on the other end. "I wanted to leave that all in the past. Start new. This is different."
"Oh" stiles countered watching the pools of moonlight that showed the outlines of items in his bedroom.
"And about the whole liking guys thing. It's. I don't know how to describe it. I'm jut attracted to pretty smiles. And eyes."
Stiles felt his face get hot.
"Thanks.
"Not finished."
"Shutting up now."
"You talk too much." Derek sighed as if he was only now learning about this fact.
"You're an ass." Stiles countered. Derek spoke again.
"Yeah. Ok. But things happened really fast between us. In a good way. I mean I knew I liked you in that way right off the bat and."Derek paused, trying to find the right words.
"I just wanted to be around you all the time." Derek mumbled.
Stiles smiled feeling a blush and for once had nothing to say.
"Ok done." Derek let out quietly.
Stiles felt a tear escape his eye and he wiped it away with the back of his hand. Stupidily cute boys were apparently his weakness.
"Stiles?" Derek asked quietly. "You there? Did I finally scare you off?"
"That's like the nicest thing anyone's said to me" he whispered thickly.
"Oh. "
He laughed against the phone. "You're high fiving yourself aren't you?"
"No."
Stiles' laughter tumbled out of him in an inappropriate fit of giggles.
"Shut up" Derek groaned playfully over the phone.
"Oh mad that you made someone feel special?" Stiles teased.
Derek let out an annoyed grunt "Stiles. Why aren't u here?"
"Because someone had to become a crazy jealous douche bag" Stiles muttered, rolling his eyes.
"I know. I can be douchey sometimes." Derek acknowledged
"So are we together?" Stiles asked quietly.
"Like duh."
"Ok really? Going to make fun of me for that?" Stiles snapped in irritation, because yeah, he didn't need Derek being dumb and ruining the moment after the emotional hurricane he had become earlier in the day.
Derek chuckled. "Sorry"
"See that's why I'm not there. Truce lifted." Stiles affirmed tapping a finger on his laptop.
"Babe." Derek whined.
"Don't babe me" Stiles chided though his blush gave him away with that word.
"I miss you."
"No."
"Please. "
"Hanging up now."
"No no!" Derek shouted over the phone. "Please I'm sorry." And he sounded so stupidly pitiful that it made Stiles heart leap. He sighed and began spinning in his chair to take his mind off the fact that he and Derek weren't holed up in his dorm room with little to no clothing on.
"I miss you." Derek spoke quietly.
Stiles acquiesced the tug in his gut. "I miss you too."
"Stiles."
"Yes?"
"Will you be my boyfriend?"
Stiles grinned widely his heart fluttering again.
"Hmmm. I'll have to think about it." He replied in a pensive tone.
"Stiles" Derek shot out in a pouty voice, the edge of his voice unsure and awkward.
Stile laughed loudly, covering his mouth with a hand to shut himself up.
"Yeah. I suppose."
"It might not be that bad."
"Could be worse."
"Who's being a jerk now?" Derek muttered quietly.
"Fine...wish you were here." Stiles finished lowly, spinning in his chair again.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Stiles."
"What."
"Do you know where my hand is?'
"Derek Hale" Stiles stopped spinning at the words.
"Yes?" Derek growled.
"You are so bad."
"Yeah. And you love it."
"Oh my..." Stiles hissed, hoping Scott couldn't hear.
"Where are you? Derek asked lowly.
"In my bedroom."
"Alone?"
"Yes."
"Good."
"Good?"
"Yeah." Derek's voice sounded hungry on the other end.
His phone beeped, and he saw a new message. He opened it to find Derek's member standing at full attention. Stiles face flushed.
"You are so bad."
"He misses you too."
"Derek Hale!" Stiles hissed. "My best friend is down stairs."
"Mmm. Keep saying my name" Derek groaned.
Stiles tiptoed to the stair case and looked down to find Scott passed out with the large bowl of popcorn on his chest. That was going to be a huge mess to clean up when he got up, but Stiles was too hot and bothered, listening to Derek whispering filthy things over the receiver.
Stiles found a new picture and opened it. Obscene didn't cover the description of it.
"Wait. Derek, are those my Batman boxers?"
Derek grunted in admission.
"Stiles. Please I can't do this alone."
"Yeah you can. I'm pretty sure millions of teenage boys and girls do it alone all the time."
"Stiles. You talk too much. Your mouth would be more useful at sucking my..."
"Yep. If you need to back out you better do it now." Stiles cut in as Derek decided to take the filthy high road.
"Nope. Never gonna back…. "Derek groaned sending jolts of arousal to Stiles nether regions. Apparently horny Derek was painfully honest Derek.
"You are the worst."
"Mmmm." Derek agreed his voice raw and his breathing rough. "Wish I was touching you. And you were touching me." He rasped.
"So bad." Stiles whispered slowly removing his pants.
"So good. Stiles please." Derek urged stifling a groan.
Stiles pulled back his covers and snuck in, a hand slipping into his underwear. He let out a soft whimper.
"Fuck." Derek moaned.
"What would you do if I was there?" Stiles teased, his eye closed.
"Everything. Do it till we can't move anymore" Derek muttered, his voice low and rumbling like oncoming thunder.
Stiles swallowed. "Damn."
"Do it hard, fast, then do it slow until you're begging me to take you over the edge, I'll make you scream"
Stiles gaped, his hand moving faster "Derek. I'm."
"Me too"
"Stiles, lift up your shirt" Derek groaned over the phone
Stiles did and saw the bite marks Derek had left on him that morning, dark against his pale skin leaving a possessive trail up his abdomen.
"Kinky bastard" Stiles gasped running a hand over them, his hips bucking in ecstasy.
"Say my name."
"Derek Hale you kinky bastard."
"You have no idea" Derek growled before uttering out a series of choked moans.
Derek rumbled on the other end and it set Stiles off too. He climaxed, hips bucking at the release, ruining his underwear.
"Fuck I miss you babe." Derek groaned in ecstasy as he came down from his high.
"You kiss your uncle with that mouth." Stiles managed with a smirk, his breathing hard and labored.
"No. Only you."
Stiles blushed furiously. Stupidly cute boys who said shit like that were his total downfall.
He lay there listening to Derek breath over the phone, neither of the speaking as they came down from their post coital high. Stiles yawned out, the familiar contentment seeping in. On cue, Derek yawned quietly after him, as if they were cuddled up in bed, their limbs tangled up in each other.
"Wanna go to sleep" Stiles admitted quietly.
"Me too."
"Wish you were here" Stiles muttered despite himself.
"I could be there in 2 hours." Derek responded, his tone completely serious.
"No. Don't be silly."
"Not silly." Derek reflected.
"See you next weekend?"
Derek sighed "Too long."
"It'll have to do. Finals are coming up."
Stiles yawned. "I'm sleepy."
"Ok goodnight" Derek answered fondly "I have to be up early for practice."
"Ok." And stiles realized that Derek was probably having difficulty falling asleep after the fight.
"Will you sleep better now?"
"Yeah." Derek whispered in acknowledgment.
"Good night then" Stiles smiled against the phone knowing that if he asked, Derek would stay up all night discussing the stars they saw from their windows.
"Night.'
Stiles hung up and grabbed a new pair of underwear and pulled his jeans on before heading downstairs. As predicted, Scott had rolled over in his sleep, sending the bowl to the floor and littering the carpet with popcorn kernels that looked like shiny golden clusters. He got himself a glass of water and decided to read through the panicked texts Derek had sent.
He read several 'sorry' and 'call me please' ones and finally settled on the longest and last text that took up three messages in succession with little continued's at the bottom of each.
[Serial Killer Derek Hale] 7:46: I'm sorry. I thought you were going to find a way to leave me and I freaked out. I panicked. I know our situation is messed up and it shouldn't work but I want to try. I want this to work. All I know is that I've never felt this way about anyone. Please forgive me and come back – D.
Stiles bit his lip feeling like a total jerk for storming off like he had. He tossed the phone onto the couch before he surrendered to the nagging impulse that would cause him to read the text over and over again.
He picked up the strewn popcorn and tossed it in the trash, trying to ignore it as it beckoned him from the couch. He pulled a blanket over Scott, who was snoring quietly and went upstairs to change, the words playing over in his mind.
All I know is that I've never felt this way about anyone.
He slipped on some pajamas and returned to the living room. He gave in and picked up his phone seeing the missed voice mails. With a sigh he deleted them all without listening to them. He had already received Derek's message loud and clear.
"But we're too young for this, right?" He mumbled to himself, running a hand through his hair.
TO BE CONTINUED…..
Notes: I hope you enjoyed the smut! Hopefully there'll be more as the story progresses :)
Notes: what would you have done? Listened to the messages or delete them like Stiles?