Until The Very End

Chapter 8

Derek's POV

Stiles wanted to go back to my place so he grabbed his stuff and we left. He was quiet the whole ride there, he didn't even look up when his favorite song played on the radio.

"Babe, are you okay?" I asked, getting his attention.

He smiled, "Yeah. I'm okay." he replied. "I'm gonna take a shower before everyone gets here." He walked to the bathroom closing the door behind him.

I totally forgot we were having a pack meeting today.

For pack meetings we always order pizza and talk about, well, whatever needs to be brought up at the time. Then after we eat we just kinda hang out until everyone decides to leave or I kick them out.

"Who's in the shower?" Peter said, walking into the living room.

"Stiles. Why are you in my house?"

"I just missed my nephew so much I thought I'd visit." He said sarcastically. "How is little Stilinski?"

"I'm fan-fucking-tastic Peter." I heard turning to see Stiles walking out rubbing a towel on his damp hair.

"That's great Stiles." Peter started.

"We aren't friends, in fact I hate you. So don't make small talk with me." Stiles said dropping the towel on the floor and sitting on my lap.

"Really? You couldn't walk 3 feet to put the damn thing in the laundry basket?" I said.

"Nope." he said, snuggling into me as Peter walked off.

I inhaled Stiles scent, smiling into his hair. "Hey Der.." he said.

"Yeah?" I replied my voice muffled into his hair.

"I just uh..thanks.." he said.

"For what?" I asked.

"Everything. I feel safe with you." He whispered.

I kissed his temple. It was silent for a few moments before I heard "MATE" screaming over and over in the back of my head. "I love you, Stiles." I whispered. He moved to look at me.

"What?" He asked.

"I said that out loud, didn't I?" I said seeing him smile.

He nodded, "You should say it again." he said pecking my lips.

"I love you, Stiles." I said seeing him smile more.

"I love you too, Derek."

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By the time the pack started showing up Stiles had fallen asleep on my lap. I ignored everyone and continued reading.

"Derek!" Scott groaned, I looked at him. "Can we start?" 

I didn't realize everyone was here already. I nodded getting up with Stiles before putting him on the couch. I walked over to the pack and began the meeting.

Toward the end I felt Stiles come up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist. "I'm hungry."

"We already ordered he pizza." Scott said.

"Thank God." Stiles said dramatically. "What'd I miss?" He asked, slipping under my arm and in front of me.