Kiss Me [Sterek] BoyxBoy

    A/N: Just a little something I whipped up. It’s a one shot and not written that well. I tried though.

   Stiles Stilinski heart raced uncontrollably,  a nervous look playing across his face. Derek Hale lightly pushed him on his bed. He stood before him contemplating what to do next. Meanwhile, Stiles was confused by the wolf’s actions. Thirty minutes ago he had received a text from Derek saying he needed to talk to him at his place. Stiles had found the text weird but he showed up anyway.

   Now he was really wishing he hadn’t. That sharp intent look on Derek’s face convinced Stiles that he was going to kill him. Gulping, he waited for his throat to be ripped out by his teeth. It was a threat that, Derek constantly used on Stiles. Stiles was positive hwas going to kill him in that way. A weight dropped on the bed causing Stiles gulping to stop.

 Derek hovered above him both of his hands on the sides of Stiles head. Stiles stared into his eyes. The blue depths of them drew him closer. Their noses were touching and Stiles quickly pulled back.

 What the hell? He thought. Why did I do that? Derek is so going to kill me now!

   He waited to die but it didn’t happen. Derek placed his lips on Stiles forehead kissing it. Stiles jaw dropped wide open. He was offically confused. Derek sensed this and began to speak.

 “I have something to tell you, Stiles. Something that I’ve been dying to say”

   Stiles raised an eyebrow and then was overcome with fear.

   This is the part where he’s going to brutally slaughter me.

  Stiles closed his eyes. He didn’t want Derek to be the last thing he sees before he dies.

  “I love you, Stiles” mummured Derek in his ear and he opened his eyes.

 “What?”

 “I said I love you”

  Stiles was speechless. He couldn’t believe what his ears had heard. Derek loves him? Yeah the fuck right. The guy always threatens him and glares at him like he murder his family. If he did love him he sure had a funny way of expressing it.

 “Stiles?” came Derek’s soft voice.

  His warm breath was hitting his cheek. There skin there started to tingle.

  “Do you love me?”

     Stiles truthfully thought about this. At times he did find, Derek to be attractive. There was his fierce yet handsome look, beautiful blue eyes and a grimace that Stiles was oddly turned on by. He also had dreams of Derek inappropriate ones, that he would wake in the middle of the night with a boner. Of course, he never told anyone this not even Scott who he revealed everything to.

 “I…” stammered Stiles honestly not knowing the answer himself.

   Love was a strong word and feeling and something that people didn’t always experienced.  Stiles couldn’t decide if he loved Derek. Liked him? Yes. But love? He wasn’t sure. He then thought back to all the times he shared with, Derek - whether the good or bad.

   The bad: him always throwing eye daggers at him, hitting him when it was unnecessary, telling him to shutup and threatening him when he was trying to save his ass.

 The good: When they do agree on something they get the job done faster. Their trust in one another that first delevoped when the Kanima tried to attack them at the pool. Stiles held Derek up for two hours in the water. There were times when he felt like letting go of him and saving himself. But he pushed back the urge and stayed with him.

  “Stiles” said Derek still staring at him.

   Suddenly, Stiles eyed his lips and without meaning to he blurted out ‘Kiss me’.

      Stunned, Derek gaped at him and Stiles blushed. He didn’t know what possessed him to say that. He turned his head away from Derek’s gaze but he grabbed his face. Derek leaned his mouth towards his and connected their lips. The kiss started out unsure and a bit slopply but then it became in sync with each other. Stiles moaned in the kiss and pulled Derek closer to him.

   At that moment, Stiles knew two things. One, Derek was an incredible good kisser way better than him. Two, Stiles didn’t acutally love, Derek but with more time he just might.