Stiles POV:
"Where's Derek?" I ask myself as I try to sit up. My head hurts but not as much as it did.
"Derek promised he wouldn't leave..." I say disappointed again to myself. Then Scott walks in.
"Uh Stiles... Something bad happened... Something really bad" he says, "what? What happened?" I quickly ask, "Derek he... He..." Scott tries, "WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED TO DEREK" I ask more loudly, "he's dead".
"What, no... He... What?!, "when you were asleep I saw Derek leave the hospital, he looked worried so I followed him, then I.." Scott doesn't finish his sentence before I interrupt him.
"HES DEAD" I nearly shout, "this isn't happening, this isn't happening, just calm down Stiles, Derek isn't dead, he isnt dead" I cry, "Stiles..." Scott says soothing, "HE CANT BE! HES A WEREWOLF" I start to panic, "do you wanna see him?"
After a long disagreement with my doctor, we finally get to leave. Scott drives me to Doc's place where Derek is. Dead.
He's laying on a cold table. His skin is pale and his eyes is closed. "Derek..." I feel tears stream down my face, "do you need a second?" Scott asks me, "yeah" I reply.
"Why did you leave me Der?" I say, "why did you do this to me? You know, you're not the only one that gets affected by this" I talk to him, "you can't just... You can't just do this to me!" I shout and I punch my hand on the table. "Well, it doesn't matter" I add and then I prepare to leave.
But right before I turn around, a hand grabs my hand.
"Derek?!" I say rubbing my eyes, "but you were...!", "dead?" He finishes my sentence.
"Uh, YEAH" I start to freak out. "I... I kept fighting Stiles, for you" he explains, "what?" I question him, "I met Allison and Aiden, they said that I couldn't give in, not now. So I fought and..." He says before I run into his arms. "You're here" I cry, "yeah, I'm here" Derek says soothingly.
Then, after Derek explained everything to Scott and Doc, I take Derek to his apartment.
"So" I say and I sit down on the large couch. And Derek lies his hand on mine and stare into my eyes. "You're so beautiful Stiles" he whispers, I smile at him, and then he kisses me.
His soft lips pushes onto mine and his tongue tries to get in to my mouth. I let him in. His tongue explores my mouth while my tongue explores his. He puts his hand on my chin and roll me over. We lay down while we kiss for a while, then, Derek starts kissing me even rougher and he pulls me up.
He drags his shirt off and he rips of mine. We don't break the kiss.
He leads me to his kingsize bed and lay me down on it. I kick off my pants as he does the same. Now, we're only in our boxers.
"I don't know if im ready" I whisper, "it's okay, being ready is overrated" he teases, "I'm serious Derek" I plead, "well... Let me do at least one thing, I know you don't have to be ready for that" he grins, but I'm unsure.
"Derek I don't kn..." But before I get to finish my sentence, all I can feel is pleasure.
"Derek" I say, "and I kiss him, and he kiss me back. "I love you", "I love you too Stiles"
