The coffee is all over my pants and I refuse to admit it looks like vomit. I roll open the heavy metal door, of course it's 3:11 and I'm still the last person to turn up. "Did you puke on yourself, is that why you're late?" Jackson snickered.
"Okay for starters you can already tell it's coffee with your super wolf smelling abilities…" I retort.
"Jesus Stiles, tall mocha, four sugars and an extra shot? How do you even sleep?" Said Isaac, eyes wide, looking incredibly confused and not mocking in the slightest.
I sighed. "Easy, I don't sleep. How would you even know what size it was, you're wrong anyway." I folded my arms, and rolled my eyes. Here we go. Jackson cut him off. I half expected him to end the conversation, but no, instead he laughed, "Well with the amount of crap on your pants I hope it's a tall coffee and not something else, hahaha."
I clenched my fists, "For your information I actually bought coffees for everyone and one tray accidentally spilt on me, the other in my passenger seat. I was just trying to do something nice okay." Completely done with the argument I admitted defeat and walked over to sit next to Lydia on the couch.
Derek entered, "Well now you idiots wasted 10 minutes arguing over coffee can we start." Glaring at me. How to get in the bad book, I thought, piss of Derek in the first 10 minutes. Glare count, 1. Finally taking in my surroundings it hit me, "Where are we? Seriously. We normally have meetings at Derek's, why are we in a room that looks like someone died in it?"
"Um Stiles, this is Derek's new loft." Said Lydia, almost a whisper. I froze and slowly tilted my head to look at Derek. Glare count, 2. A thousand things rushing through my head, "Actually I quite like the furniture and the um, the… door?" Glare count, 3. I decide to stop talking and avoid all eye contact. Lydia broke the silence "Someone please remind me why Erica, Boyd, Alison and Scott aren't here or why they aren't in trouble for not being here."
"Because some people actually have sex more than once a week." Said Jackson, sitting on the armchair opposite to Derek's. Lydia stiffened and inhaled deeply.
Isaac laughed, "Haha, Stiles doesn't!"
"I'm on my period Jackson! Shut the hell up!" Yelled Lydia ignoring Isaac's remark. Everyone in the room went into awkward, no eye contact, pretend you didn't hear mode.
Derek got up from his chair and went through the doorway opposite the front door. I followed bored and wanting to see this totally horror-movie-set looking loft. We walked into a really nice kitchen, brand new, modern and white themed kitchen. "So what's the real reason half the pack isn't here?" I said sitting at the breakfast bar picking up an apple. "Well, Scott is still annoyed with me and Erica and Boyd are probably having sex." Derek said casually picking up his coffee and walking back to his armchair. Hmm, I walked back out to the living room as well.
"You know Isaac, I actually have sex very often." Derek choked on his coffee. Everyone started laughing.
"We can hear when you lie, moron." Laughed Jackson.
"Not to mention the smell, as if that's ignorable." Isaac added.
"Wait, what smell?" I said confused.
"Come on, I'm not even a werewolf and I've heard about it." Lydia answered.
"All virgins have this smell." Said Jackson. I rolled my eyes.
"He's not joking," Added Isaac, "It's like when we wolf-out and smell food."
"So I smell like a delicious pizza to you?" I said confused.
"More like a fuzzy little bunny, asking to be eaten." Taunted Jackson.
"You want to eat me!" I shrieked. Standing up and backing towards the door as Jackson's grin grew feral. Backing into a wall.
"Okay, I think that's enough play time." Said the wall I figured to be Derek.
"Yeah Jackson no playing with your food." Joked Isaac. I was no longer pressed up against Derek and sat back down next to Lydia.
About 10 minutes later we had started the pack meeting, which meant Isaac and I talking about the new Batman movie, Derek reading in his armchair and Lydia gossiping to Jackson. Derek had his glasses on which look so good I'm honestly considering either stealing them for myself or glueing them to him.
"EEEEEEIIIIIIIIIKKKK!"
The high pitched scream was deafening. I fell to the floor covering my ears. Only when it stopped did I turn to look at Lydia and notice Jackson on the floor leaning against the wall and then I noticed the Jackson-sized impact hole in the wall above him. I turn to Lydia shocked. "He called me fat." She said arms folded and shrugging.
"So you smashed all my windows?" Said Derek angrily.
"Dude! Don't mess with the banshee." I told Jackson.
*Authors note:
Hey guys this was just meant to be a fun, short chapter sorry I haven't posted in a month but I've been so busy with school assignments. I know there wasn't any fluff in this chapter but I promise there will be more Sterek next chap! Please fav and follow, there will be a scene in the next few chapters. Please pm or leave a review about anything you want me to put in. I will be taking votes for which couple should get the first non-Sterek sex scene, dw there will be PLENTY of Sterek! I'm also introducing an oc in a few chapters so stay tuned and get ready for more of the twins.
Vote:
Scott + Alison
Isaac + Peter
Ethan + Danny
Aiden + Lydia
Jackson + Lydia
Derek + other
Stiles + other
or any other pair you can think of just vote in the reviews or pm me.
I'll post this week!
Love you guys xx