My Pillow

Chapter 3

It began to rain outside, yet everyone was fast asleep everyone except Stiles, or so he thought

~Stiles~

I can't believe it.

I can't believe I had forgotten about the most important thing. My pillow. I'm so stupid, and tired cause I don't wanna go all the way back just to get it and come back again.

I'll probably get it tomorrow, but tonight I'm sure not gonna be able to sleep. I can't sleep without my pillow, already sleep deprived from the nogitsune and now sleep deprived cause of my pillow.

I slowly stand up from the sleeping bodies, looking at them jealously as their able to sleep and with someone, while I will not and probably won't be with anyone for the rest of my life.

As I make my way to the kitchen I hear a low grunt behind me. Shaking with fear I turn around.

~Derek~

After the movie everyone slept, I kept silent from where I was sitting, the darkness cloaking me.

I was about to make my way to bed when I saw Stiles stand up and make his way to the kitchen. Without hesitation I grunted to make my presence known, but it made stiles jump a little. I smirk but the dark hid it

~3rd~

"Derek!" Stiles screamed whisperingly. "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing Stiles?" Derek asked crossing his arms.

"I can't sleep"

"Why's that?"

"Cause I don't have my freaking pillow, okay?"

"You can't sleep without your pillow?"

"Yeah"

"So, you have a pillow that you can't sleep without every night ?"

"Oh my god Derek you're like a echoing microphone. Yes you dumbass"

"Don't call me a dumbass" Derek growls flashing his eyes red.

Stiles could feel his fox curl in fear which made him move a few steps away from the alpha. Derek seeing this realised that he's scaring stiles and moves towards him and holds him to stop shaking which stiles never even realised he was.

"Come with me" Derek says softly and Stiles complied without thinking and followed the muscular man up to his bedroom.

When entering Derek motions for Stiles to get in bed. Stiles does so but still can't seem to fall asleep.

Seeing this Derek couldn't help but get in bed with the restless boy. Both of them lay side by side facing the ceiling, until Stiles smelt something familiar.

Something that smelt of comfort, something that smelled like his pillow. He than realised that the smell had been coming from Derek.

Without any second thoughts, Stiles moved closer to Derek and took in his scent, inhaling the sweet smell. Without thinking of anything else, Stiles laid his head on Derek's arm, draped his right arm over the older man. .

Derek seeing this didn't care, instead he smiled at the younger boy and nuzzled his nose in his hair. He put an arm around Stiles's and shifted slightly to be more comfortable and held Stiles's hand that was on top of him.

That made Stiles snuggled deeply into the crook of Derek's neck.  Sleepily he mumbled "my pillow"

"Stiles?" Derek whispered

Stiles didn't hear anything else, he had fallen asleep and snored a little.

Derek smiled and hugged the teen tighter not wanting to let him go. He began to feel something.

He was feeling something he had felt before. Something he never thought he would feel again. And yet it was here.

He felt it growing from his chest, he tried to push it down but it still came up. His wolf whined with excitement, it felt comforted by the touch of this Stiles.

He took in Stiles's scent one more time and the feeling rose even greater.

He felt like his surroundings was safe, he felt content.

However, what he felt most, was love. Something he thought he was never going to feel again.

And that's when it dawned to him. The feeling, his wolf whining. It can't be.

Stiles. Little hyperactive sarcastic Stiles, was his mate.

My Stiles, my mate.

With that thought in mind, he fell asleep, too tired to object. And it was the best sleep he's had in years.