The Sterek Story

Chapter 5

Derek's P.O.V

I woke up to a nightmare. I was in a dimly lit room with a person sitting next to me, I couldn't make out who it was because my vision was too blurry to make sense of anything. I sat there for a minute or two blinking, trying to focus my vision. Once my vision was in check, I could see the person sitting on the low bar stool was Chris Argent. I was on a cott strapped down by a thick rope. Next to us on a little table was a humidifier. He was holding something, a flower. Then I realized this flower had purple pedals; it was wolfs bane.

"Welcome to the world of the conscious." He said as he delicately fiddled with the pedals on the stem.

"What happened? Where am I?" I asked unknowing of my current or previous situations.

"Well you were at a club that I followed you to, and I came from behind you and knocked you unconscious. Then I dragged you here to this room."

"Why? What are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious? I'm killing you." He placed the wolfs bane flower into the humidifier.

I could feel my werewolf senses immediately get weaker and weaker by the second. I managed to cut the rope holding me down with my claw that was just barely poking out my skin. I slowly got to where I was lifting my shoulders off the cott when I felt eyes on me, piercing my soul.

"And where do you think your going?" There was a shoe at my side, pushing me off with a slight nudge. I groaned in pain. I had not one ounce of strength in me to pull myself up off the floor.

You know that feeling you get when your drifting off during a movie you really want to stay up and watch, but you also want to sleep at the same time? I felt like that, only a life or death situation. If I fall asleep, I die. But I'm not so sure I can keep my eyes open much longer. I could only see a slit of the room as my eyes were closing and I was giving up.

"Derek, get up!" I heard Chris scream in my ear as he was shaking me.

"Derek! Get up!" I opened my eyes and I say his face. I had a sigh of relief because it was Stiles' face I saw.

Stiles P.O.V

Derek was screaming, and thrashing around in the bed. I assumed he was having a nightmare by the shredded sheets under his claws. I started shaking him, trying to wake him.

"Derek, get up!" He was still screaming.

"Derek! Get up!" I finally got him to open his eyes and he was in cold sweats. He immediately jumped into my arms, squeezing me tightly.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm not going anywhere." That must have been reassuring to him because his grip loosened and he relaxed a bit.

"Im sorry, I had a bad dream"

"Yeah, no kidding. Look at the sheets." Derek chuckled.

"Try and go back to sleep, it's only 3:30 in the morning"

"Okay" I kissed him on the forehead and wrapped him in my arms, him resting his head on my chest until he fell asleep. I dozed off not much longer after him.

----In the morning---- 

Derek's P.O.V

I woke up at 9 wrapped in his arms. He was snoring lightly, he looked so peaceful I couldn't wake him up. I kissed him on the lips lightly and his eyes moved a little but still closed. Before I knew it, he was kissed me back, startling me.

"Good morning" I said smirking.

"Hey" he said with a grin. I got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I turned on the shower, making sure it was steaming hot, just how I like it and jumped in. The shower in my bathroom is one of those see through walk in showers. I hear the door creak open and see a Stiles walk in and grab his toothbrush he conveniently left here.

"Stiles..?"

"Yes, Derek?"

"Im in the shower. Naked."

"Yeah, so?" He obviously didn't get the hint.

"So, get out."

"After I'm done." Stiles brushed his teeth longer than normal. I swear he took his time just to see me naked.

I washed my hair and body and got out within 5 minutes. Wrapping the towel around my waist, I opened the door to see stiles sitting on the corner of the bed, texting.

"The shower's free." Stiles looked up from his phone screen, jaw dropping. His eyes were glued on my abs.

"Look all you want, its all yours." He got up and walked towards. Stiles wrapped his arms around me, leaning in to kiss my lips. Centimeters away, he darted for the bathroom.

"I'll get you back!" I yelled after him