Interruptions

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Stiles lips brush softly against Derek's and he couldn't help but think how good Derek's lips tasted. Warm and slightly salty with a hint of mint from toothpaste. There was a spice that he couldn't name but he thought it was just Derek.



This was the first kiss he had since Malia.



It was perfect. He smelled so good. Leather and pine and warm musk mixed with fresh soap.



Wait... did Derek just ask him out on a date? Was he halucinating? "C-could you repeat that. I want to make sure it wasn't just wishful thinking..." Stiles whispered as he still had Derek's face in his hands. His fingertips caressing the stubble across his cheeks.



Derek chuckled and his breath ghosted over his lips. "Would you like to go out on a date with me Stiles?"



Stiles felt his face heat up with a blush as he bit his bottom lip and nodded with a smile. "Yeah... Yeah totally."



Another low chuckle and Stiles felt those lips caress his again. He was shocked that big strong growly Derek had kissed him back and wanted to date him. He hadnt expected him to be gay.



They were kissing slowly just enjoying the taste of each other when suddenly Stiles' door opened and Scott and Isaac's voices were in mid conversation.



"-Swear I will find who fucking did this and I will beath the shit out of them."



"Scott calm down you're going to upset him"



"I cant jus- Holy Shit!" Scott's voice practically yelled.



Derek and Stiles jolted and broke the kiss but Derek was leaned back against the couch and Stiles was practically on his lap kissing him with is chest up against those hard pecks.



Stiles pushed himself off Derek as carefully as he could and sat down on his side of the couch. "Uh Knocking would be nice guys." Stiles growled.



"Well I didn't expect you to be sexually attacking the landlord Stiles!" Scott grumbled.



Isaac chuckled and joined in. "Sorry to interrupt your necking session Stiles."



"We werent necking. We were just kissing." Derek growled and the couch moved as he stood up.



Stiles slowly stood up but he wasn't very steady due to his sprained ankle and he winced and was about to tip over but strong arms wrapped around him and pulled him into that warm hard body that smelled so perfect. "Be careful Stiles. Your ankle needs to heal."



His hands were gripping those strong arms and he nodded. Feeling his nose brush against a jaw with stubble. "Yeah... I know."



"Stiles bro are you okay your dad called me and told me what happened." Scott was close his voice was filled with worry.



Derek helped him sit down and as soon as Derek let him go Scott was beside him pulling him into a hug. Stiles wrapped his arms around Scott and took in his familiar scent of old spice and soap and musk. "I'm okay Scott. I am okay bro." Stiles felt a bit of his relief flood through him that he wasn't seriously injured. He clung to Scott and Scott clung to him their hug tight and he could tell Scott was crying. A drop landed on his shoulder and he felt his own tears well up. "Come on man. Don't do that." Stiles rubbed his back and then caressed his hair. Scott must have cut his hair again. It was shorter.



"I promise I'm going to come over every day until your dad catches that guy Stiles. I promise" Scott was sniffling.



Stiles felt a tear run down his own cheek and he sniffed trying to control himself again. "No Scott I'm fine. It was a fluke. It was nothing. I just got mugged. It happens."



"No. If you want to go out then just call one of us and we will be with you . Don't leave alone while that guy is out there somewhere...Please Stiles. Please." Scott pulled away but his hand was still on Stiles shoulder.



Frowning he shook his head. "I can't promise that Scott. You know me... I need my independence..."



Isaac spoke up then with is tactless reply like always. "Well we could all start following you again. Or... you could go out with Derek if you need to go out."




Stiles brought his palm up to his face and sighed. "You are both horrible..."



"Stiles can't go out on an injured ankle anyway so your argument is invalid. If he needs to go anywhere he will need assistance. You can be independent after it heals." Derek stated from his right.



"You know it's not fair to gang up against the blind guy." Stiles pouted.


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