• Baby Boy •

As fast as you can

Derek is zipping up his pants as Stiles is pulling his top back on, then slowly and gently pulling on his trousers.

"we speak of this to no one. You hear me? No. One." Stiles finally says, finally breaking the silence they has built around them. He's serious, really serious. His face is holding a stern look but there's also worry, almost fear of what people would think if they found out.

"okay." Derek says with a simple nod and a quirk of the lip. He didn't know what else to say or do. He looked around and then back at stiles who looked at him with big doll eyes. Derek nodded again before turning around and walking away with his hands in his pockets. Stiles did the same thing in the opposite direction.

Stiles got back to his keep and got in with a huff before he let his head fall. Unfortunately it fell onto the steering wheel which let out a honk which made Stiles instantly jump out of his skin and mutter curse words to himself. He sighed and brushed himself off before he finally started the car and drove off. He had this off twisting feeling in his chest, as if something was off, not right, like something twisted in the universe. Something changed, something big. And Stiles can feel it in the tightness of his chest and the way his breaths became slow and hollow.

~ • ~

Stiles woke up the next day at mid noon, no recollection of what time he got home or how. He simply remembers getting in the car and that's the end of it. He remembers the tightness in his chest because he still feels it now, the way it's making him feel winded and how reality feels warped even though nothing has changed. He finally pulls himself out of bed and goes down to the kitchen to get something to eat.

"Hey dad" Stiles says as he rubs his eyes and opens the fridge and then does a double take as he sees Scott sitting at the counter with his dad chatting away. "...and Scott" Stiles says with a slight chuckle to his voice at the surprise.

"Scott came over to see how you were but i told him I was letting you lie in, seen as you probably don't get that at college" the sheriff chuckled as he smiled at his son. Scott too was his beaming self and was smiling at his best friend.

"Thanks" Stiles nods and smiles as he pulls a cheese slice out the fridge and eats it, ignoring the odd looks he got.

"that's not a meal" Sheriff states as he furrows his brows at Stiles.

"Nothing else to eat" Stiles shrugs as he finishes is off. It wasn't until Scott was still looking at him odd that he realised he hasn't changed since last night, that he must reek of Derek. Stiles tried to play it off cool "what?" He asks Scott who finally stops the odd look as the sheriff looks back at him too.

"you smell like Derek" Scott says simply, however, also accusingly. The sheriff instantly looks at stiles shocked. Stiles feels like a deer caught in headlights. He could lie but Scott would be able to hear. He could tell the truth, just not the entire truth, if you will. 

"Saw him last night at the nemeton" Stiles shrugs nonchalantly.

"the nemeton? What were you both doing there?" Scott asks as surprise and shock run over his face.

"I honestly don't know" Stiles says and Scott raises his brows further at him. "Coincidentally, we both just ended up there, like drawn to it. No idea why." stiles says as he tried to keep the cool act. "We tried looking around but ran it up to pure coincidence" he shrugs one last time before Scott squints at him again. Stiles is trying very hard not to be obvious by getting anxious or worried.

"so why do you smell so strongly of him" Scott asks like he knows stiles is hiding something.

"had an argument, threw each other around a bit." Stiles says, he can feel his heartbeat quicken with worry and he really hopes Scott just leaves it.

"okay..." is all Scott says. He squints mildly at Stiles but figured it's best to just leave it, that Stiles is obviously keeping something to himself for a reason.

"right then, I best head back to the station, I'll see you boys later, we can go out for dinner or something" The sheriff says as he gets out of his chair and pulls his jacket off the back of it and putting it on.

"can I come with? Say hello to everyone at the station?" Stiles says with a hopeful smile. He's spent a lot of time there and knows a lot of the officers, it's like a second family to him.

"why not" the sheriff shrugs as he taps his son on the shoulder. They all walk out the house, the sheriff and Stiles waving goodbye to Scott as he drives off. Stiles can't help but feel like a child again, giddy at going to the station with his dad.

It's been a few hours and stiles has said his hellos and is helping his dad with sorting through some old cases and then filing them. He doesn't care that it's tedious, he's just enjoying spending time with his dad until he has to leave again.

"when do you fancy that dinner? Text Scott and ask him what time he'll be ready." Noah says as he puts another case back into its filing cupboard. Stiles goes to message Scott and sees it's about half seven. He messaged asking what time he wants food and if he needs picking up. He gets a rely immediately, stating eight and that yes, Scott would like picking up.

"Scott said eight and wants pick up" Stiles said and his dad hummed in reply. Stiles goes to put another file into the case as he feels his chest tighten again, although it's different, it's more restricting, more tugging. He instantly gets up and pulls his phone back out.

"you alright?" Noah asks and stiles just nods, muttering how he will 'be a minute'. His dad goes back to doing whatever it was he was doing and Stiles leaves the building as he presses on Derek's contact and hits the call button. He bounces on his heels as he waits for the call to go through.

"stiles? Anything wrong?" Derek asks, his voice seemingly laced with worry at the sudden, unusual phone call.

"can you come pick me up, I'm at the station." Stiles says as he walks back and fourth, running a hand through his hair with stress. "Fast as you can" he adds quickly, only just getting his words out.

"yeh, yeh. I'll be there in a minute. Hang on" Derek answers reassuringly before they both say there goodbyes and Derek is on his way to Stiles. As fast as he can.