Sterek One Shots

Story of how we fell in love

Stiles Pov:

Derek and I were at Liam's and Theo's house watching over their kids or should I say babysitting 2 devils. Theo and Liam have been together for 4 years and married for 1. Before they got married, Liam wanted to adopt kids and Theo agreed. So here they are.  The older one who is currently globbing up a whole entire pizza is named Damien and the younger one sitting on the couch watching 'How to train your dragon 2' was Ray.

"Uncle Derek!" I heard Damien yell my husband's name from the dinning table. Derek and I have been married for a little over 3 years now and I still remember the day he proposed like it was yesterday. I always knew the brooding sourwolf was cliche and cuddly in the inside. My Der bear just likes to torture pure innocent kids with his hard 'im going to kill you if you look at me' exterior. By far, I am the only one that can boss this wolfie around. I got him all wrapped up around my finger. But of course, I love him with all my heart. I mean, I am his mate afterall.

"Yes?" Derek answered walking over to the living room where both boys are planted on the couch lazily switching through channels.

"Ray and I were meaning to ask" Damien cut himself off to observe both of our faces.

"Go on dear" Stiles cooed
" we wanted to ask you about the time both of you admitted your feelings" Ray answered with a small giggle.

Derek and I stared at each other for a moment before turning towards the boys. "Heh..funny story actually"

Flashback

It was another casual day with hunter, werewolves, kanimas running Beacon Hills. I was in my baby also known as my jeep with Derek as that idiot got shot by a magic bullet. We were on the way to the old burned down hale house. Earlier today, that sourwolfe literally fainted in the middle of the road causing a whole traffic jam. Oh wait for it, Scott even shoved Derek in the car and asked me to drive off! Like why would Scott think it will be a good idea to put Derek and I in the same roof? A hyperactive spaz, which was a quote from Sourwolf there. AND a extremely broody but...also handsome and very very hot... MY POINT IS that I do not like it one bit.. ok maybe I love it.. BUT I WILL NEVER TELL.

"Try not to bleed out on my seats alright?" I sassed as a pale looking Derek gave me a glare in return.

"What happens if the hunters find us hmm? Are you dying?" I argued a little more agressive than it needed to be as I was honestly really worried about Derek. I know I hate him but, I don't want him to die either.

"I have a last resort"

"What last resort?"

Derek looked at me and I could see the vulnerability in his eyes as he slowly rolled up his sleeve revealing the wound.

A flash of worry and care overwhelmed me but I dismissed it trying to stand my ground "oH..My gOd..what the hell is that. Oh.. is that contagious?.." Not surprisingly, Derek glared at me in return. "You know what you should probably just get out"

"Start the car..now"

"You know, i dont think you should be barking orders with the way you look. In fact? I think if i wanted to, i could probably drag your lil werewolf ass out to the middle of the road and leave you for dead"

"Start the car.. or im going to rip your throat out..with my teeth"

"kinky" I winked. Derek turned and glared at me again.

I huffed and reluctantly started the jeep.

When we reached Deaton's office, Derek was nervously pacing around while tying a cable tie around this arm. He gave up and took out his shirt revealing the 'sex on legs' body. He had toned, hard-rock abs and bulging arm muscles. Gosh, kill me now.

I rushed over to him and wrapped his arm around my shoulder guiding him to sit on the table.

"You know.. that dosent look like something a good nighy sleep can't take care of?"

"Stiles. if the infection reaches my heart, itll kill me.

"Positivity just isn't in your vocabulary is it?" I shrugged.

"If Scott dosen't get here with the bullet on time.." Derek took another deep breath "Last resort"

"Which is?"

Derek turned around, his muscular back facing me. He opened a drawer and took out a chain saw.

"You're gonna cut off my arm"

I gasped. Gosh is he out of his mind? "Oh my god. What if you bleed to death." I tested the mini chain saw and almost fainted. ,"Oh..look um I don't think i can"

"Why not?" Derek growled trying to tighten the blue cable tie around his infected arm.

" I-I.. I cant hurt you."  I mumbled

"What?"

"Oh I don't know Derek. Maybe because I fell for you since the first day I met you.. like 3 months ago? And that it literally HURTS to see you get hurt by others and now you are telling me to cut of your arm. ARE YOU OUT CHO MIND?"

Derek just stayed there speechless. I started to regret ever opening my mouth and tried to apologize but got interrupted by lips smashing into mine. Derek was kissing me. I immediately kiss back with as much passion. Though Derek was dying, his lips were so soft and warm making me feel butterflies in my stomach.

We pulled away when we heard Scott opening the door with the bullet in hand. Derek glanced at me and tried to give me a small smile which translated to 'we will take about this later'

Scott handed Derek the bullet and he immediately started to open it with one hand. He poured out some black ashes or something and lighted a match creating a fire. Derek scooped up what was remaining and pressed it against his arm.

Derek immediately started to scream in pain as he was groaning on the floor. I have no idea why that turned me on. The wound slowly started to heal and all the black veins disappeared.

After it was all over, Derek stood up and gave a thankful nod to both Scott and I. "That was.. AWESOME! Yes!!" I cheered as Derek glared at me.

"Um are you okay?" Scott asked worried.

"Yes. Except for the agonizing pain?"

"Guessing the ability to use sarcasm is a good sign of health" I answered smirking.

Scott just sighed in relief and walked out of the office.

"Soo what now?"I asked swinging my hands around nervously.

Derek just smiled at me and wrapped his arms around my waist reconnecting our lips again. My hands traveled to his neck as I deepened the kiss. Derek swiped his tongue across my bottom lip demanding for an entrance that I willingly allowed.

"Hey Der wanna hear a pick up line?"

Derek just ignored me and continued to trail kisses down my neck sucking hickies all over.

"Der"

"Derek"

"Sourwolf?"

Derek reconnected our lips again as I moaned into the kiss.

"Imma tell you anyway."

"Roses are red, violets aren't blue.. did you know that? The pick up line is wrong" I trailed off.

"Anyways, roses are red, violets are 'blue'-" Before I could continue, Derek took a fist of my shirt and pulled me towards him.

"Shut up. And let me fuck you."

I- Oh god I love this guy.