Sterek One Shots (boyxboy)

The Day They'd Been Apart{1}

The Day They'd Been Apart by bucktooth22 {3 parts}

Stiles flipped open his phone, quite excited and wanting to have happy alpha time with his boyfriend after finding an online gay Kama Sutra. Unfortunately, in his rush to text Derek who was in his phone as Cousin Miguel he accidentally texted Scott who was in his phone as Couch Gremlin. In Stiles's defense, they both started with 'cou' but aside from that, he had sent Scott a very awkward text. And, because it was Stiles, Scott texted back immediately. Scott was, naturally, quite confused, asking when Stiles had decided to take their friendship farther than Scott was comfortable with. Scott also apologized, saying he had a girlfriend and would murder Stiles if he were to accept the offer to take their relationship to 'the next level'. Stiles, quickly as his thumbs could type, responded to Scott saying he had meant to send the message to someone else before texting Derek to come over in frantic all caps with five exclamation marks. Derek, needing no further instruction was outside Stiles's bedroom window in seconds.

"What's wrong?" Derek asked, all business, as he sniffed for danger.

"Please don't kill me?" Stiles wined as he slumped down on his bed.

"Stiles." Derek snarled. "What did you do?"

"I meant to send it to you." Stiles said as he handed Derek his phone with his conversation with Scott open. Derek didn't give the phone back for a long time, simply staring at the screen, not even blinking when Stiles got a new text.

"Scott wants to know who your boyfriend is." Derek growled at last, handing Stiles his phone back. Stiles said nothing and couldn't meet Derek's eyes. "Lie." Derek growled as Stiles's phone began to ring. Stiles stared at its buzzing little form without moving.

"Cant I just never talk to him again?" Stiles asked at last as the phone stopped ringing.

"Pick up the phone." Derek growled as the ringing resumed.

"Why do we have to hide? They won't care." Stiles looked pleadingly at Derek. He hated having to hide what he had with the werewolf. He hated having to scrub in the shower until the scent of what they'd done was untraceable to a werewolf nose, lying constantly so the others wouldn't become suspicious.

"Because the pack isn't ready for it." Derek huffed, their seemingly never ending argument resparked. Stiles picked up his phone to see five missed calls from Scott before it began ringing again. Stiles was angry. He felt like a dirty mistress Derek was constantly trying to hide. He felt like Derek didn't really want to date him, he just wanted to get off every once in a while. But then as the anger subsided in him, Stiles just felt overwhelmingly sad.

"No more." Stiles said looking at Derek and willing the tears not to fall yet.

"What?' Derek asked, confused.

"I can't take it anymore. All the hiding. All the lying. I can't." Stiles was having trouble breathing and he wasn't sure yet if it was a panic attack or just the lump in his throat from the impending tears.

"Stiles-" Derek tried to reason with his boyfriend but Stiles was not having it.

"Get out." Stiles said abruptly. "Just please, go."

"Call me when you calm down." Derek said as he moved towards the window.

"No. I'm breaking up with you." Stiles said clearing up the misunderstanding. Derek had clearly not gotten the message.

"Don't do this." Derek asked, now he too was panicking.

"Get out!" Stiles was trying not to shriek and cry and punch things at random. Derek, seeing Stiles's verging outburst, left from the window.