Part 25

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Derek takes me back to his house early from school. The ride home is quite quiet. I stare longingly out the window and see someone on a run. Simply, running. And it makes me realise how much I miss being able to run. To do stuff that everyone takes for granted. I sigh deeply.

"You okay?" Derek asks, aware of my discomfort.

"Yeah, I guess." I shrug.

"What's on your mind?" He asks, his eyes carefully on the road as we zoom in his Camero.

I sigh in defeat. "Just, stuff. You know? Like, I wish I could run." I say, making Derek chuckle. We pull up to his house.

"Run?" He questions.

"Run. Walk without getting tired. Lift heavy things. You know? Stuff." I say. I feel Derek's gaze on me.

"What?" I ask, turning to face him, looking at the corner of his mouths slightly turned up.

And suddenly, he kisses me. He just leans over, his hand on the back of my neck, pulls me in, and melts his soft lips into mine. I don't pull away. I fall into the kiss- it's not that long, but it's good. When we both pull away, I stare into Derek's eyes. I think we're both shocked, but both enjoyed it.

I try to find my voice but it feels as if y throat is like sandpaper. Finally, I get a few words out.

"What was that for?" I ask, my lips still in the pout they were for the kiss.

Derek doesn't answer, and just looks down at his hands.

"I... I..." He struggles to find an answer.

"Hey, it's okay." I say softly, a light chuckle in my voice. Derek glances up at me, fear in his eyes.

"It was okay?" He asks, confusion in his voice.

"I had a first kiss." I breathe, smiling.

"It was your first kiss?" Derek asks disbelievingly.

"Well, yeah. I've never met anyone who likes me like that." I say, my state meeting his.

"That's hard to believe." Derek mutters, climbing out the car and walking round to help me with my cannula and open the door.

***

Halfway through the movie we're watching I start to speak.

"I still don't know what's up with Scott..." I remember, thinking of the last painful encounter with my friend.

Derek wraps a comforting arm around me and pulls me closer to him.

"I'm sure it'll all be okay." He assures me.

"I don't know." I reply back, shutting my eyes as my head rests on his chest.

I wake up after dozing off and realise I'm under some blankets but no longer with Derek. Glancing around, I realise I must be in his bedroom. It's strange, I don't come in here often. I look towards the door, and hear movement across the landing. Soft but heavy steps move gracefully around the house, a floorboard creaking every so often. The footsteps get closer and the door gently opens, revealing Derek stood there, holding a bottle of pills- my bottle of pills- wearing just some flannel pyjama pants and no shirt.

"Hey." I croak happily, propping myself up onto my elbows.

"Hey, sleepy head." He smiles softly. "Here," he says, handing me the bottle of pills and passing me a glass of water from the bedside table.

I take my needed amount and wash them down with a large swig of the cold water, letting it crash around my mouth before swallowing.

"Thanks." I say, sitting up. Derek sees me almost get tangled in my cannula and lunges forward to help me up.

"Careful." He whispers. I yawn and look around for a clock. Where is Derek's clock? He seriously doesn't own one?

"Uh, what's the time?" I ask. Derek swiftly produces his phone from his back pocket and clicks the Power button.

"9pm." He answers back.

"Shit." I say loudly, quickly clambering out of bed and up, pulling on my jeans and a tshirt after Derek lending me some pyjamas. "My dad had no clue I was even he-"

"It's okay, Stiles, take it easy. I texted him to say you fell asleep. It's fine." Assures Derek, making his way across the room and taking my hand. I sigh in relief and Derek chuckles, leaning forwards and kissing my forehead.

"Thank you. Sorry." I say, rolling my eyes, then falling into a hug, wrapping my arms around his muscular torso and letting him pull me in closely.

"Don't be." He whispers back softly, his voice muffled in my beanie.

a/n sorry super boring chapter but sterek is official;-))) AYE BUT yeah sorry I'm lacking inspiration atm but I sort of have an idea so yay!!! Remember to vote&comment and thank you for 1k reads!!

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