Sterek- The black night- Love story sterek, stiles, derek hale, teen wolf

Parte 2

- This is the worst idea i've ever heard- Derek said

Stiles tone become a little angry.

- Why you say that? Can't you just stop being so nasty and accept a friend help? -

Derek laughed.

- So, we are friends in this fantasy of yours?-

Stiles became really angry.

- Ok, goodbye Derek, i'm sick of your bad attitude. Find another place to crush, with some other REAL friends who are not me-

Derek was beginning to say something, but Stiles closed the conversation.

1 hour after, the doorbell ringed. 

Stiles was in the living room, watching football with his father.

- Stiles, can you go and check who is it, please? I don't wanna miss the game! -

Stiles got up and went to the door.  When he opened, he saw Derek with a small backpack.

It was raining outside, and he was completely wet. His deep eyes looked a little less scary than usual, but the thick black beard gave him an older look. 

- Hi- said Derek, with a serious face.

- Hi! - replied Stiles, without saying anything else, waiting for him to talk.

- I decided to accept your offer- said Derek - If it's still on the table-

Stiles looked at him. He was taller than him, and he looked pretty imposing, but he realized that maybe he was trying to be more nice, this time.

After a few seconds, Stiles smiled.

- Of course it is! Come in!-

Derek made a little, shy smile, that instantly vanished, to be replaced by its usual dark expression.

They went to the living room together.

- Hi, Mr Stilynsky- Derek said, trying to be respectful.

- Hey!- he replied with an unfriendly tone, then looked at Stiles.

- Dad, can we host Derek for the night? He needs a place to stay-

Stylinsky was annoyed.

-Stiles, can i talk to you for a second? -

Stiles and his dad went in another room, while Derek waited there, uncomfortable.

- Why you want him to stay here? It's not your friend, and not a good person-

- Dad, why are you doing like that? He is in need, and i can't say no just like this. I have to help, you know this is who i am. And you're wrong, i think it's a nice guy, under that "i-wanna-kill-you-because-i'm- a-bad-guy coat-

Stylinksy expression softened a little. He was obviously proud of his son willingness to help other people.

- Ok, he can stay, but only for a night!-

Stiles smiled.

He returned in the living room, where Derek was waiting with no patience.

- Listen, if it's a problem, i can find another place. Don't worry about it. It was a bad idea from the beginning-

Stiles smiled.

- It's totally fine, let's go upstairs, so you can leave your bag!-

Derek followed him in silence, up to his room