Stiles suspects it might be a coping mechanism for all the utter shit Derek’s gone through, so he’s surprised when Cora calls him for help one night.
"I can’t… I can’t find him," Cora says quietly.
"You’re a werewolf and you can’t find your alpha werewolf brother?”
"He’s hiding someplace where he knows I won’t be able to sniff him out. Our senses only reach so far you know.”
"What about Isaac? Have you called Scott?"
"What do you think we’ve been doing, Stiles?”
Stiles waves an arm around, rolling his eyes.
"How do you expect me to be able to find him?”
Cora’s quiet again before saying, “He trusts you, Stiles.”
So that’s how Stiles ends up driving around, aimlessly, for 3 hours, contemplating Cora’s words: He trusts you, Stiles. Stiles calls bullshit because Derek doesn’t trust him, if anything Stiles knows he can be a thorn in Derek’s side most of the time.
And this isn’t the first time they’ve had to send out a search party for Derek. It started after defeating the alpha pack (most of them; the twins stuck around, oddly enough), after Jennifer (wait, no, Julia; Stiles can’t keep up anymore), they came by Derek’s loft just to check in when Cora pointed to the corner.
"He’s been like that for three days."
While everyone groused about it with Cora and Peter, Stiles cautiously walked over to Derek and knelt down.
"Give me any sign that you’re still there, mentally."
Stiles had waited, even wound up sitting next to Derek, declined food when they ordered in, and just… waited.
Cora had to shake him awake.
"Go home, Stiles."
Stiles looked over at Derek, fingers curling in his fur for a moment, letting go before Derek did something, like bite him.
"Yeah okay."
Stiles heard Cora gasp when he reached the door, eyes widening when he looked behind him to see Derek following him. Cora and Stiles watched as Derek padded slowly over to Stiles, gently butting his muzzle against Stiles’ leg, and then walk back to his corner.
He trusts you, Stiles.
Stiles’ cell phone ringing jars his thoughts, tucking it between his shoulder and chin, steering with his fingers.
"Dad?"
"Can you tell me why there’s a werewolf here at the station?”
"What?" Stiles says slowly.
"I went down to the storage room and do you know what I found, Stiles? I found a wolf, and not just any wolf, because from the little discussion we had you specifically told me how to tell the difference between a wolf and a werewolf. So can you tell me why there’s a werewolf that looks suspiciously like Derek Hale, here at the station?”
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a Whole Lotta Smut
Fiksi Penggemarwhat the title says I didnt write any of these btw. so creds to all the authors. I might write one or 2 but I dont know yet. so these are all my favorite smut one shots just all in one place so yeah. enjoy!
