Sterek Two-Shot

Part One

Stiles yells a greeting to his Dad as he opens the front door and receives a sort of hello in return. He runs up the stairs and slams his door shut behind himself, throws his bag into the corner and collapses onto the bed, shaking. His mind is whirring, thoughts whizzing around, none of them making sense, and none of them shutting up. He groans aloud in frustration. Today did not go as planned.

***Earlier that day***

The day started off great. He came downstairs stuffed some toast in his mouth, drove to school and went to class. Everything was fine until lunch when he received a text from Derek.

Derek: In the parking lot. Bring Scott, it's an emergency. Now.

So Stiles grabs an apple and his best friend and brings them both with him to meet Derek.

Derek is leaning casually up against his car, but once he sees them he saunters over, immediately addressing Scott, "We're leaving-now."

Scott frowns but nods. "What's going on?"

Derek looks around in a flash before saying, "The Alpha pack. They want you."

Again Scott nods but Stiles puts a restraining hand on his best friend's shoulder, "Wait, you're just gonna leave? How am I gonna cover for you?"

Derek rolls his eyes, "Come on Stiles, I'm sure you can think of something."

Stiles pauses for effect before telling him, "Yeah, actually how about some creepy guy named Derek Hale just turned up out of nowhere and took him away?"

Derek growls in irritation, "What is your problem, huh? Do you want to come with us or something?"

Stiles hesitates visibly before leaning back a little and replying, "Well, yeah. I wouldn't mind."

Derek seems surprised. "Stiles," he says, as if he's talking to a five year old, "You can't come."

"Why not?" Stiles demands rudely.

"Because it's dangerous!" Derek replies harshly.

Stiles is confused, "But why do you care?"

Derek barely hesitates before saying, "You're Scott's best friend. He'd be lost without you."

Stiles nods and purses his lips in that cute little irritated face. "That's it?" he asks, utterly offended."I'm just the Alpha's super smart snarky human best friend who's good for coming up with plans- and that's it?"

Derek rolls his eyes, but tells Scott to get in the car. Scott frowns but after receiving the Hale death glare, he obeys.

Derek then turns to Stiles and motions towards a tree stump far away from the car. Stiles follows Derek over to the tree fuming. Derek stops suddenly and turns to face Stiles. "Stiles, there's no easy way to say this, but I don't want you to come because I don't want you to get hurt. I couldn't care less about Scott- I would be lost without you."

Stiles stares at him for a moment and then cocks an eyebrow. "Why?" he asks curiously. Derek sighs but as soon as his ice cold eyes meet Stiles' chocolate brown ones, Stiles realises that Derek likes him too. A flood of happiness overcomes him.

"Because, Stiles. I like you. A lot."

Stiles nods casually. He seems mocking but he is completely serious when he says, "Oh. That's good."

Derek shakes his head, "No Stiles, I mean I really like you."

Stiles smirks, "Like I said, that's good... really good actually. Because I really like you too."

Derek stares in shock, and he looks as if he's in danger of saying something and totally ruining the moment so Stiles leans up and kisses him on the cheek. He then gives Derek a sweet smiles and turns to go back to Scott but he finds himself being dragged backwards. Derek turns Stiles to face him and next thing he knows, they're kissing.

***Now***

Yeah, so like he said; today did not go as planned. But that's not necessarily a bad thing.