Sterek One Shots (boyxboy)

The Day They'd Been Apart{2}

The Day They'd Been Apart{2}

The next day Stiles skipped school in the hopes of escaping everyone. It was quite unfortunate that werewolf best friends can climb in second story windows dad left open when their knocks on the front door are not answered. So Scott found Stiles sobbing on the couch with a half-eaten pint of ice cream. "Ice cream?" Scott asked as he wrinkled his nose and sat down next to his friend.

"I had a panic attack so I cried a lot and then started eating ice cream to drown my sorrows. Then I realized that all the chocolate in this ice cream will give me total acne so I ate more to cope with how hideous I'll become. I'll probably be super fat by tomorrow and all pimply and disgusting." Stiles mumbled as he shoveled another hulking spoonful of ice cream into his mouth.

"Well I would ask what happened but why the way you're avoiding me I guess you're not gunna tell." Scott said as he went to the Stilinski kitchen and got himself a spoon. Stiles smiled; glad he had such an awesome friend and shared his ice cream with his canine brother.

"I was with him last night and he didn't want anyone to know we were together and I felt...dirty. Like he didn't really want me. He just wanted my sexy body." Stiles said, making sure not to make it blatantly obvious.

"He sounds like a pig." Scott said frowning.

"Maybe that's why I'm eating this. To get back at him, making this," Stiles motioned to his body and did a bit of squirming that was sexy in Stiles's mind, "undesirable."

"Seems like a bad plan but whatever." Scott shrugged.

"I have other plans." Stiles smiled darkly. "Far more evil than ice cream."

"Anything I can help with?" Scott offered.

"Can you make sure all the windows are closed upstairs? And locked and the curtains are closed?" Stiles asked putting on his innocent face.

"No problem." Scott said grinning and heading upstairs. The boys left their spoons and the remaining ice cream on the coffee table as Stiles checked the first floor windows. When that was done, and he was wondering what was taking Scott so long, he went upstairs, to find his best friend in his bedroom.

"What are you doing?" Stiles asked casually.

"Derek?" Scott growled.

"W-what?" Stiles stammered.

"Derek is your boyfriend?" Scott growled. "Your boyfriend the pig?"

"Ex-boyfriend." Stiles murmured, shrinking under Scott's and-you-didn't-tell-me face. Before anything else could be said Scott had gone to beat up Derek for breaking Stiles's heart. Stiles closed and locked the window behind Scott but before he could even close the windows, Derek was there, all fury.

"You told Scott?" He shouted. Stiles, not wanting to deal with that, shut the curtains and returned to his ice cream.

When the Sheriff returned home that night he was quite surprised to find, not only the door locked, but all the windows locked and curtains closed. When he saw Stiles asleep on the couch with an empty thing of ice cream, he chalked it up to a horror movie. He figured Stiles had watched a horror movie, gotten scared and barricaded the house. The ice cream was his movie watching snack. So he simply put a blanket over his son and went to open some windows. It was quite stuffy and hot on the warm spring day.