Being back at the Hale house felt incredibly good.
Way better than the brunette cared to admit.
He never thought a house could get him emotional like the Hale house had ever done since he had arrived here a few months back.
The first few days were the hardest as Stiles had to clean his injuries himself now that he wasn't surrounded by nurses and doctors, and that meant he had to check on his eye every day.
The first time he had to do it, he took one look at his face bare of bandage and threw up his entire lunch down the toilet.
Never in his life had he ever felt this nauseous at the sight of his own face.
Not since the nogitsune anyway.
And he didn't know what to do about it.
Because every single time he would clean his face up, he would have to take breaks and look away if he didn't want to be throwing up again.
And he made sure to keep the bandage up every time.
He didn't need it any more but it kept this horrible sight away from the pack's eyes.
His mind was always on his scars.
Always making sure to hide them so the pack wouldn't see. Because he knew they still blamed themselves for what had happened to him.
He had told them several times that it wasn’t their fault but he could see in their eyes that they didn't believe it while they told him they knew.
And it saddened the brunette quite a lot.
So he hid it as much as he could.
It was past midnight that night, Stiles had chosen this time specifically to clean his scar as Derek was already fast asleep and he wouldn't be bothered.
The brunette had been in the middle of cleaning his healing wound when he heard a noise.
The human frowned, pausing in his actions to listen but as he didn't hear anything else, he went back to it, not thinking much of the noise.
However, he regretted not checking on the noise he had heard when the door to the bathroom linked to Derek's bedroom was opened wide to reveal a sleepy Derek, eyeing him in confusion.
Stiles' eyes widened and he yelped, startling the wolf out of his sleepy state as he watched Stiles hide his face from him quickly.
The brunette had nothing to cover his scar with and the thought of the wolf seeing it made him gag and before he could calm himself down, he rushed to the toilet bowl and threw up.
"Stiles!" Derek exclaimed as he hurried to the sick boy's side, rubbing his back as he emptied his stomach. "What's wrong? Why didn't you tell me you were sick?" he asked but Stiles was unable to give an answer at the moment.
Soon enough, the brunette had nothing left to throw up and stood up, washing his mouth quickly before searching frantically for a bandage.
In his franzy, he failed to find anything and tears of frustration made their way to Stiles' eyes as he started crying and throwing everything he had near him at the walls in anger.
Derek was quick to stop him as he held the brunette in a back hug, holding his arms down so that he was unable to throw anything else and he stayed silent as he held Stiles close.
Stiles cried for a while until he had no energy left to cry, the wolf brought him out of the messy bathroom and into the bedroom, sitting him down on the king sized bed before switching the bedside lights on.
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Through the years
RandomIn which Stiles Stilinski gets to meet the famous Hale Pack in a very life changing time travel. This is a Sterek story, so if you don't like it, don't read it. I own this storyline and the original characters in this book, but I obviously don't ow...