The Story Of Tonight (Sterek)

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Stiles sat on the bed awaiting Derek's arrival. He started pulling the sleeves of his long sleeve t-shirt. Where was he? He had said 10 pm in my room... It was 10:02. He's never late unless it's something bad. Maybe he just doesn't want to see me?

Stiles, too caught up in his thoughts, didn't hear his window open and close. He also didn't hear a certain werewolf call his name the first three times.

"STILES!" Derek yelled.

"Wha- when did you get here? Why are you late? I thought you weren't coming!" Stiles pelted Derek with questions as he flailed his arms, falling off the bed. That earned him a smirk from the sourwolf in the dark corner.

"I'm here aren't I? I wanted to talk because... I need to tell you something," Derek started out. He then cut off after smelling something all too familiar coming from the boy now on the floor. "Stiles... Why do you smell like blood?"