One Night

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Derek slid open the top of Stiles's window, pulling it open and stepping a foot inside as he sighed. The boys heart was calm but not sleeping which gave Derek the okay to enter. Although the sheriff still not being home was a good factor as well. Derek listened as he stepped inside, his feet softly tapping on the floor as stiles soundlessly shuffled in his bed. His heart beat picking up for a moment before quickly settling.

"Derek?" He asked first out of nervousness. He sat up in bed having rolled over the first time, looking over the area before the window and watching the human like figure.

Derek gruffed his voice with an answer. " yeah, it's me." He seemed tired and worn out, earlier Isaac texted their group chat about something and possibly remembering where Erica and Boyd are. Stiles slowly got his hopes up.

"Did you guys find anything? Did Isaac remember, are they back?" He asked quickly as he kicked aside his blankets, which tangled his legs, and climbed out.

Derek shook his head facing the teen with gritted teeth. He avoided looking at stiles, his last visit went a little far, and the one before that made him nervous. The alpha sighed bowing his head before raising it again and meeting expectant brown eyes, he resisted the urge of his own to glow.

"No he didn't. Deaton may have an idea to help but I don't like it." Stiles continued to watch the unmoving Derek.

"He wouldn't put any of us in danger. You know that." Stiles stepped forward to be just in front of Derek, his features more noticeable know.

"I get that, but it doesn't mean I like practically drowning my beta." Derek hissed back pressing his hands up into his eyes and dragging them up into his hair.

"Wow, so that kind of help. Creepy Deaton help." Stiles grinned. "I still don't get him, he's like a witch or something?"

Derek snorted a chuckle and shook his head in pure amusement. Stiles's mouth falling to gape at the man and stare back in amazement.

"Did the Derek Hale just laugh?" Stiles commented playfully. Derek only shook his head and looked away into the darkness of the room. "You did."

"Laughing is different from what I did." The alpha stated back with a sort of new calmness to his tone.

"And what was that?" Stiles crossed his arms with a smirk as he leaned his weight back and looked Derek's silhouette up and down knowing the man could see him do so.

"Something that doesn't matter." The wolf answered rocking side to side as he raised his hands to cross over his chest and widen his stance.

"How does that not matter?!" Stiles lolled his head back dropping his arms down in a pouty stance.

"Stiles." Derek placed his hands on either of the boys shoulders. "Please, let's go to sleep."

'Let's? As in staying in my room?' "Yeah, okay..." the boys heart picked up enough to be strangely noticeable for Derek. The man pulled his hands back and glanced down to his chest then back up to the younger's eyes.