Sterek One-Shots (Wattys 2016)

Derek's Stare

Stiles' POV~

I'm pretty used to feeling the stare of Derek whenever I say or do something stupid (please Stiles is always perfect, no matter what. Can I get a what what? You know what I'm just gonna continue writing and keep my comments to myself .)

But lately he's been staring at me with something else other than annoyance and anger.

It all started last week when we had our pack movie night.

It was my turn this week to make the snacks for everyone, so I decided to make chocolate chip cookies and some yummy hot chocolate with whipped cream on top.

Everything was going well.

We were all watching the movie, eating and drinking, and having a little cuddle fest as we watched together.

Derek and I were in the middle, Isaac was cuddled up to my side, Erica was cuddled into Derek's side with Boyd right behind her, Lydia was laying on my legs with Jackson holding her hand, not to far from her; Scott, Allison and Kira were tangled up in each other and beside Isaac, Malia was laying on Derek's legs with Aiden, Danny, and Ethan all behind her.

In a way, it was like a puppy pile.

Don't tell Derek I said that or he rip out my throat out with his teeth.

I know right, same old same old stuff over and over again.

Anyway I didn't mind the little cuddle fest and apparently Derek didn't either when I looked his way.

Instead the little Sourwolf looked content.

Don't tell him I said that either.

I was too busy looking at him, trying not to get caught when he stared at me, like he could feel my stare, which he probably did.

For a few precious seconds, Derek looked at me with something other than annoyance and anger.

It almost looked like, I dare say, love and affection, but maybe I was seeing things because when I blinked, Derek was looking back at the movie like nothing happened.

I shook my head and turned my attention back to the movie, not noticing the affectionate look threw my way.

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Derek's POV~

I have known now for two weeks that Stiles is my mate. I also know that he is getting suspicious of me staring at him with something else other than annoyance and anger.

I have been trying to tell him what he is to me and the pack, but every time I do, I get scared and freeze.

This time I promise to tell Stiles what is to me, and if he accepts or rejects me, I will deal with it.

Hopefully he accepts me (Aww Derek showing a sensitive side of himself).

After a while, the pack started to go home, one by one, until there was only me and Stiles left.

He was cleaning up the mess of the pack and washing in the kitchen.

I took a deep breath and walked into the kitchen, my fate lying before me.

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3rd POV~

Derek walked in slowly, carefully so he wouldn't scare Stiles.

Stiles turned around about to leave the kitchen, when he saw Derek in the doorway.

"Ahhh," Stiles shouted, grabbing his chest, "What the hell Derek? You scared me."

"Sorry," Derek mumbled.

"It's fine. Did you need something though?"

Derek was about to reply when he started breathing fast.

Stiles noticed this and walked over to Derek and tried to help him out through the panic attack he was having.

When Stiles realized Derek wasn't calming down, he leaned up and kissed him on the lips.

Not a small kiss mind you, but a long, sweet, passionate kiss that made your toes curl.

When they stopped kissing to take a much needed breath, Stiles noticed Derek was breathing properly again.

"That wasn't how I expected this talk to go. I wanted to confess my feelings for you and how that I realize your mate, and how much you mean to me and the pack, but mostly me. I'm sorry if you don't want to be with me. I understand, even if it's going to hurt me," Derek rambled on.

Stiles chuckled lightly and leaned up once more to give Derek a kiss. Derek shut up to kiss him back.

"I understand completely myself, so yes Derek, I do want to be with you," Stiles said smiling, once they pulled away once again.

Derek blew out a sigh of relief and mumbled under his breath, "Hallelujah."

Stiles laughed and Derek couldn't help but to help him.

They kissed once more, and went upstairs of the loft and went to bed, where a lot of "fun" happened.

From that day, Stiles always told the pack and his children, and their children, the story of how Derek's staring led him to finally confessing his feelings for the amazing, adventurous, beautiful, clever, magical, magnificent, splendid Stiles (his words, well a little bit mine) who made him the happiest man on earth.

THE END... Maybe