Sterek: Abandoned Stiles

Chapter Sixteen

They both cuddled and watched the movie, with Derek letting out a few small laughs every once in a while. By the time the movie was over, they had finished off all the snacks they had brought with them. "It's getting late; we should try and go to bed now," Derek tells Stiles.

"Yeah. But...you will share the bed with me, right..? And... maybe ...a goodnight kiss would be good. If you'd be ok...?" He asked, a bit timid, but he still did. Still sat there snuggling himself against Derek, wanting to cuddle, feel he was there.

Derek smiled at Stiles; it was nice that his mate was finally warming up to him more now. "Yes, I will share the bed with you." He says with a soft chuckle. He leans over and presses a gentle, loving kiss to his mate's lips before pulling away. "We should get changed for bed now. Do you need help getting up with your ankle?" Derek asks.

"..Umh. Probably. If you wouldn't mind..?" He answered, feeling a glint of warmth on his cheeks as Derek kissed him, making his heart skip a beat, too. It had...become somewhat natural at this point, having Derek around him like this. Always there, near him. "...You got stuff for sleepwear? Otherwise, I can go ask dad if he will let you borrow something..."

"I have clothes in my backpack; I made sure to pack what I needed," Derek tells him. He gets up and helps Stiles to his feet. "What do you need to grab? So I can help you." He tells him.

"Ok. That's, um, good, I guess ...and, nothing much. Just a shirt would be nice. And...uh, some shorts or something. I don't need much, I...can you give some to me? I'll change my clothes myself, then, that's ok. But...maybe you could open the window? I...usually sleep like this. Here, that...that is. We don't have to if you're uncomfortable with it...uh. Helps me. It's calming. The sounds from outside, you know..." He explained, a bit sheepish, insecure maybe.

Derek listens to Stiles before fixing the window then grabbing what he told him before bringing it back to him. "I'll let you change in here. I will change in the bathroom; then I'll be right back." Derek tells him, grabbing his clothes and leaving the room.

"...Actually..." He began, but Derek was too quick. Had left before Stiles could finish what he had wanted to say. Silently, he went for his shirt, changing it for the one that Derek had just brought him. Same with his pants, although that was a bit more difficult. It proved to be a slight burden.

Derek heard Stiles respond but decided to wait until he got back. Once he got back, he noticed that Stiles was having trouble getting his pants on. "Do you want some help?" He asks.

"If you could? It would be nice. Like, really..." He admitted, a bit sheepish, unsure. But yet honest, giving him a timid little smile, he still tried to get it done himself at the same time. Didn't wanted to burden anyone with his problems.

"I don't mind," Derek says before walking over to him. He bends down slightly, reaching out to grab ahold of the pants. He pulls them up gently, helping his mate. "There you go, ready for bed now?" Derek asks.

"Yeah. Sure. So...uh, cuddle...? Or wanna spoon me...? If, uh, you...know what that means...?" He asked, feeling the slight blush on his cheeks reappearing now. He looked away, his fingers fumbling with his blanket.

Derek looked at his mate for a moment before joining him in bed. He presses a light kiss to the other's lips before moving them, so Stiles was the little spoon. "I want to spoon; I feel like I'm protecting you like this." He whispers. He was placing a few kisses on Stiles's neck before hiding his face there.

"...Then let's go with that." He agreed, returning Derek's kiss gently, affectionate before snuggling himself against the older. Feeling safe, protected through the way they were lying in his bed now, sharing their warmth—gentle, innocent closeness. "Could sleep like this every night...if it's you..." He admitted, a bit shy but still honest. Truthful. Reaching out with one hand, he took hold of one of Derek's, nuzzling his head lightly a bit against the elder's embrace. Felt his heart beating a bit faster as he realized it was because he felt...yes, happy. Safe at the same time.

Derek couldn't help but rumble in happiness; he was so happy that Stiles and he were doing better now. He started not to feel the pain anymore as time went on; it was going away now that his mate was accepting him. This just left him thinking that it wouldn't be much longer before they completed their mating bond. But he didn't need to worry about that right now; they just needed to deal with every day until then. He lets himself drift off to sleep, with Stiles safe in his arms.

The younger fell asleep before him, feeling safe and protected in Derek's arms. Unaware yet that he wasn't as human as he thought he was, just blissfully clueless yet. The morning went over peaceful, calm as well, the breakfast an excellent start in the morning. Just him, Derek, and his dad, the first one was bringing him to school as well so he could give the jeep a well-deserved break.

Laura had Derek's Camaro brought to them once they realized they would be here for a while. Wanting him to have his car to drive, so they wouldn't have to try and share. Stiles would be surprised when he sees it cause Derek never really drove it much at home. He preferred to walk from place to place instead since they lived so close to everything.

After they finished their breakfast, Derek stood next to Stiles, waiting on him. "Are you ready to go?" He asks.