You Know What That Was For! (A STRREK Fanficiton)

Chapter 22

Stiles' POV

I stare at my neck in the mirror, despite it being healed, which is freaky, you can tell it's fresh and new by the pinky colour that it is, a beacon against the rest of my pale flesh. But I love it. "Does this mean we're werewolf engaged?" I ask Derek, whose sat on the end of the bed tying his laces.

"It means you're mine." He growls possessively and I go to him, standing between his legs and hugging his head to my chest.

"I was that already." I coo, kissing his hair before stepping away.

"Yeah, I guess we are kind of werewolf engaged. Come on, it's nearly time to go and you've not eaten yet." I grin, despite his change of subject, he's admitted it.

"If we're engaged, I should get a ring." I sigh, taking his hand and pulling him with me out of the room.

"Is my mark not enough?" He teases.

"Well, it's not diamonds is it?" I joke and he growls playfully at me and tugs my hand to spin me around and into his chest. He's even taller than me now since he's on the bottom step of the stairs but it doesn't stop him from bending down and stealing a kiss.

"Get a room." Peter whines as he walks past, I flip him off but disengage my lips from Derek's and pull him along for breakfast. Not long until school. Ugh. Kill me now.

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"I'll see you later" Derek sighs heavily from his seat behind the wheel. He's given me one of his t-shirts to wear today, and even though it's slightly too big, I love it because it's his.

"See you later then" I tell him and move to clamber from the Camaro when he pulls me back in. "What?" I frown, looking to see if I've forgotten anything. Derek chuckles and grabs my shirt at the neck to pull me closer.

"Kiss me you idiot" and then his lips are against mine and I'm pulling him closer and weaving my fingers through his hair and god I don't want to go to school. Derek pulls away, panting heavily, his eyes closed and I know he's trying to regain control. "Okay, go before I drive us back home." I grin at him suggestively and he throws his hands up, grinning too. "You're going to be the death of me."

"It would be worth it" I tease and do us both the injustice of getting out of the car. "Bye, I love yo-" I stop. I didn't mean to say that. Why did I say that? God Stiles you idiot. You idiot! You absolu-

"Stiles!" I'm snapped from my panic and Derek is looking at me very seriously, oh man why did I say it! "You idiot, I love you too." Okay, never mind. He loves me. HE LOVES ME! I lean onto the passenger seat and give Derek another kiss, it's gentle and slow and perfect. "See you later baby" he whispers when I pull away.

"God hurry up, the bells gonna go!" Lydia snaps and I jump, because when did she get there? "Bye Derek!" She dismisses him and shuts the car door making it final. "Come on" she orders as she marches towards the Pack who are ambling into the building. Like yesterday I'm escorted to my locker and my first lesson, which Erica has been transferred too, 'coincidentally'.

"It's warm" I mumble to her, pulling at the collar of my t-shirt to try and cool myself down.

"Is it?" The curly blonde frowns, absentmindedly nibbling the end of her pencil, maybe it's just me then. The lesson passes quickly and I'm soon being escorted to the next. I sit in my usual seat in the back corner, where thankfully the window is open. Scott appears in the seat next to me but doesn't say hello.

"You're mad" I state, waiting for a response. Nothing. Yep, definitely mad.

"Come on dude, what is it?" I pry, knowing full well what the problem is.