Teen Wolf one-shots

The Nervous Date

~ This is part two of A Date with Derek ~

The last bell rang, so Stiles was packing up anything he used during the class. He was just about to stand up when Scott came from behind and planted his hand on Stiles' shoulder, making the human boy jump. 

"SCOTT!" Stiles yells and Scott laughed, covering his ears at the volume of Stiles' voice. 

"Stiles watch the volume please." Scott begged, still laughing while he follows Stiles closely out of the classroom. 

"If you don't want me to shout at you, don't scare the fucking shit out of me when you want to, you asshole." Stiles says walking faster, leaving Scott behind. 

When Stiles walked out the school doors, he looks around and spots Lydia and Ethan talking and heads towards them. When the two see Stiles coming, they both look his way and Lydia sees the nerves bubbling up inside of him, while Ethan can smell how nervous he is almost as soon as he walked through the door. 

"Hey Stiles. Are you ready?" Lydia says calmly, seeing the way Stiles can't stop fidgeting. 

Stiles only nods his head and stands in front of the two, practically jumping from his skin every time he hears a noise. 

"Okay, well before he has a heart attack we should go, we have about three hours to calm him down not to mention find the right outfit for his date." Ethan smiles slightly when he heard Stiles' heart jump and the word date. 

Ethan laughed lightly and slung his arm around Stiles' shoulder as the three walked over to Stiles' jeep and drove to Stiles' house. 

The drive began full of laughter and jokes, but the closer Stiles got to his house the quieter he became and Ethan could practically read his mind from the chemo signals he was flooding the car with. 

Lydia and Ethan kept talking and joking, while Stiles stayed quiet, overthinking like he usually does when he's nervous. 

The jeep stopped in his drive, but he didn't move to leave, he stayed sat in the driver's seat, his mind rambling with possibilities. The good and bad. 

Stiles finally snapped back to reality and jumped from the jeep, making his way to the door and unlocking it, welcoming Lydia and Ethan, closing the door behind them. 

Lydia instantly made her self at home, going straight to the kitchen, Ethan and Stiles following close behind. 

"Help yourself." Stiles said with a hint of sarcasm when Lydia had already begun rooting though the cupboards and fridge before he'd made it through the door. 

Stiles stood against the counter while Lydia made them all something to eat and coffees, decaf for Stiles. 

The three sat on the couch, eating and drinking, while they watched a show Lydia insisted they watched. 

They spent the next two hours watching TV, occasionally topping up their drinks, Lydia not letting Stiles have a single drop of caffeine. 

When Stiles looked at his phone, he saw the time and practically jumped up from his seat, panicking. 

"Omg how is it six already? Omg, omg I need to get ready. I need a shower." Stiles paced frantically. He started for the stairs but stopped abruptly, turning back to meet both Lydia and Ethan's gazes, the two looking worried about their frantic friend. 

"Stiles, if you don't breathe, you're going to pass out." Lydia says calmly as she gets up walking to him, his breathing panic like. 

"I don't know how to. Lydia, how do you breathe? How do you breathe?" Stiles' breathing continues quickly and shortly.