Sterek One Shots (boyxboy)

You And Me Were Meant To Be

You And Me Were Meant To Be by Violet-Eclipse

(A/N this is probably one of my favorites)

"You guys found him! Is he okay? Are you guys okay? Where's Kate?" Stiles rambled.

"Kate is dead, the crazy bitch used some Aztec magic and it killed her. We're okay buddy but I'm not sure about Derek." Scott said with his voice full of worry for his pack member.

Stiles moved closer to Derek and he began to notice what they meant, Derek was sixteen! "Holy shit, why would she turn Derek back into a teenager?" Stiles said trying to keep the amount of worry in his voice at an appropriate level.

"Who cares what that psycho was thinking; right now we should figure out what he remembers and how we can turn him back. Scott, carry him into the jeep; Malia, help Scott; Kira, get blankets from the back to keep him warm; and Stiles, get ready to drive us home." Lydia said feeling the need to keep the situation under control.

Everyone crowded into the jeep and the long drive began, Derek looked like he was dead. Stiles knew he would be freaking out right now if he didn't feel the familiar warmth on his arm; it was always there when he was near his soul mate. Yes, Derek Sourwolf Hale was the destined love of Stiles Stilinski's life. It was perfectly normal to know who you soul mate was, well at least for Stiles it was. On his sixteenth birthday his grandma told him of his family's gift. According to her on his sixteenth birthday at 4pm (the time he was born) his soul mates name would appear on his wrist. Stiles glanced down at the leather band he always wore, imagining the perfectly written Derek Hale that lay beneath it.

Stiles glanced around at his friends, all of them were happy and in love...yet he couldn't be. Scott and Alison broke up after they realised the past year had changed them. Now he was happy with Kira and Alison and Isaac were spending a semester in Paris. Lydia was currently in a long distance relationship with Jackson, no one thought it was going to work out but they've been going strong for the past year. Even Malia and Aiden were working out better than anyone thought; they were leaving tomorrow with Danny and Ethan for a weekend long double date. Still Stiles refused to be envious of his friends, he was happy for them all.

He could never forget the mixture of sadness and happiness he felt when Derek's name showed up on his wrist. He was happy that he was the one Derek was meant to be with, but he couldn't bring himself to tell him. He knew Derek didn't hate him completely but he also knew he wasn't good enough for his Sourwolf. Derek needed someone strong; who understood him...Stiles had nothing in common with him, plus Derek was straight. Stiles only felt worse when he compared his looks to that of Kate, Jennifer, and Paige from some pictures Cora had shown him before she left for South America. He decided he was going to do what's best for Derek and help him find the woman of his dreams...even if he lost his only chance at happiness doing it.

Stiles thoughts were interrupted when they arrived back to the motel they were all currently staying at. He volunteered to room with Derek since he figured Scott and Kira would be staying together and Lydia and Malia would be more comfortable sharing a room since they seemed to be becoming fast friends.

Stiles surprised himself when he carried Derek into the room, apparently lacrosse and battling a demon possession make for good exercise. He cringed when he noticed that the room had a single bed, but he was also happy he had an excuse to stick close to Derek during the night. He slowly began to move towards the bed when Derek began to wake up. "mmhmm, what smells so good" he said while he cuddled closer into Stiles.

"Sourwolf, please tell me you're in there?" Stiles said trying not to dwell on Derek liking how he smelt.

Derek's eyes shot open and before he could utter another word Stiles was pushed to the floor and pinned under Derek. "Who the hell are you, and where the fuck am I?"