Chapter 6: And Then Everything Was Rainbows and Unicorns

Derek sighed dramatically. Seriously Stiles could not believe how much this guy could say without uttering a single word.

"I'm not dead... I'm going to take that as a sign that that went very well."

Stiles just stared at him dumbly because what. Had he even been present for that 'embarrassing Stiles to death' triathlon?

Derek just plowed right on. "So, are we dating now?"

And yeah okay Stiles hand that had been holding up his head might have slipped and almost led to him smacking his face into the table maybe. Whatever. Stiles would never admit to it and if Derek did he'd shoot him with his father's gun so it was like it never actually happened.

"I'm getting the feeling you're going to end up fatally injuring yourself before anything comes out of, well, whatever this is... which I'm trying to figure out but you're too much of a spaz to hold a conversation with me."

"Derek, man. Your words cut to the core."

Derek rolled his eyes. That nonverbal communication again... man he was good at that!

"So... you want to be, what, boyfriends?"

Derek shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal that he wanted to date Stiles. WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT.

"SERIOUSLY?!"

Derek sighed because he seemed to be giving into the fact that he'd have to talk about feelings if this conversation was ever going to end. "Look, Stiles. I like you, okay? It's a mystery no one will ever understand. So, I'm asking you, do you want to date me, because I want to date you."

Stiles was trying really hard to be articulate, really he was, but words refused to leave his mouth. So he nodded his head to buy himself some time cause Derek was starting to give him this look that would bring hardened criminals to tears and then he finally said, "How is it that every nice thing you say to me is both adorable and rude?"

"Every nice thing I ever say to you will probably be a little rude so if you don't like it you should probably turn me down."

Stiles shifted in his seat. "I like it," he mumbled. "I'm just impressed with your ability to make me want to both punch you and kiss you at the same time."

Derek smiled a nonthreatening smile and yeah okay they were finally moving in the right direction.

Later they decided since they were actually going to start dating that they'd hold off on the sex. Stiles was a little bummed about his continued virginal status but he knew if he wanted a real relationship with Derek that it would probably make some sense to well... have a normal relationship.

It was unclear as to how long they'd actually be able to hold off on it but it was more of a way of saying "I'm not going anywhere" from the both of them then an actual set-in-stone rule or goal they were putting in place. It was a promise, nothing more.

The next day they found out that the asshole (angel sent from heaven, Stiles silently corrected in his head; the look on Derek's face just proved his suspicions of mind reading) that had locked the two of them up in that room in the first place turned out not to be an asshole at all if Deaton's word could be trusted. Scott had explained that he only found where they were being kept, not who, or what, was keeping them, so they had gone to Deaton. The man had vaguely said something about a nymph and 'things were as they should be' and no action needed to be taken on their part. Thanks Dr. D so informative. Scott had put up a fight but they ended up actually listening to Deaton for once and doing absolutely nothing because it wasn't like Stiles and Derek were actually upset about what had come out of them being held captive.

Stiles followed up their visit with Deaton by, of course, doing research on nymphs. Trying to understand exactly what had happened. There wasn't much to go on other than that nymphs were peaceful and they just took care of plants and animals. Seemed harmless enough, but one had locked Derek and Stiles up in that room...

"Do you think that means we were supposed to be together?" Stiles asked Derek.

Derek shrugged but the corner of his mouth turned up at the idea.

"Maybe the nymph was just taking care of you. You are kind of an animal, like, half the time."

"Maybe we're mates," Derek said freaking matter-of-factly.

"Uhhhhhhh..." Yeah, that hadn't stopped happening yet. He was getting better though, "I think I'd be okay with that."

The next day Derek called a pack meeting. Everyone came: Scott, Allison, Isaac, Cora, Peter, Lydia, and Danny. Derek told them about the nymph and being captured and how it was all totally fine and the nymph was no danger and, oh yeah, Stiles and I are mates or whatever.

Scott had had a knowing smirk on his face until Derek got to that last part about mates and then he had gone right back to his usual clueless self.

Everyone else had at least a brief look of shock at Derek's declaration before their expressions changed into something else.

Lydia and Allison both looked happy, and they beamed smiles at Stiles and gave Derek this appraising look like they were seeing him in a completely different light.

Danny had a look of realization and then utter disbelief come across his face. And okay that hurt Stiles feelings a little, but then he gave Stiles a very subtle thumbs up which made him assume that it had nothing to do with Stiles and all to do with Derek. Stiles would have to agree with that. Before all this craziness he would have found it hard to imagine anybody getting a piece of Derek.

Peter and Cora both had expressions of contentment; Stiles assumed it was because they understand what it meant to have a mate more than anyone else in the room, excluding Derek. Cora remained quiet, Peter didn't. "I approve."

Stiles just gaped at him like wow thanks Peter for making me feel both welcome and uncomfortable at the same time. Stiles swore everything Peter said made him want to punch him in the face.

"I wouldn't advice it," Derek said from beside him.

You are so reading my mind! Stiles thought.

"I'm not reading your mind."

"You are literally supplying no proof to back up that statement," Stiles replied.

And Isaac, freaking Isaac, had then cooed, freaking cooed, "My OTP... it's canon," under his breath. Stiles knew about fanfiction okay. From the looks in the room he was the only one but he still shuddered from the theft of innocence that had just taken place. Knowing about fanfiction and knowing that Isaac knew about fanfiction were at opposite ends of a scale that Stiles never thought he'd have to think up okay... his life would never be the same again. And Isaac had being shipping them, seriously?! His life made so much more sense before werewolves were involved.

Stiles and Derek being mates surprisingly didn't change much about their relationship. They still bickered and throw glares at each other and Derek was still mean and Stiles was still sarcastic but now sometimes the heated exchanges would be followed up with completely different heated exchanges or, if they weren't alone, a smack (from Derek) or a pinch (from Stiles) to the ass. Stiles tended to call Derek his little sociopath while Derek called Stiles a spaz.

I bet you're wondering about the sex... they managed to hold out until day three.

And that is the long winded story of how Stiles Stilinski finally lost his virginity, and, even more surprisingly, started dating, and become the mate of, Derek Hale. Seriously, he had not seen this coming... apparently his dad and Isaac had though...

THE END

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