Teen Wolf One Shots

Sterek

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Stiles never really thought about it. He never thought about it at all actually. He just went with want he wanted and what he liked. But there was nothing on this earth that could prepare him for what he's feeling now. Well food and Star Wars but nothing really.

Derek hated showing feelings. At first. The teen wolves were really rubbing off on him. So now he's not so, let's say, up tight. He doesn't mind showing a smile or a laugh here and there. But this, this he was not comfortable at all with. He didn't know how to interpret these feelings. He's sorta felt this before with Brae but this time it's more comforting and welcoming almost like it was meant to be. Almost.

Stiles did everything and I mean everything to figure out what to do. At first he thought it would be safer if he just avoid the whole situation all together but then he realized it would probably eat him up alive, but he was willing to live with that. I mean it retrospect it's the safer option, getting his throat ripped out with Derek's teeth didn't seem appealing at all. Unless you take the ripping part out and replace it with, not important. But Stiles is bored, really bored. He finished homework hours ago, the pack is taking a break from everything supernatural so there's no research to be done, Scott's probably with Isaac or Kira or asleep, and Lydia is at the mall looking for a whole new wardrobe cause most of her clothes got ruined the last fight. So that leaves Derek, good 'ol sourwolf Derek. Stiles stands up with a groan hoping he doesn't die tonight. He leaves a note for his dad just in case and starts walking. He misses his jeep dearly but this isn't going to stop him not this time. It's only in the middle of the woods where no one can hear you scream, not to mention its almost dark.

Derek senses him before he even enters the woods. He knows he's alone and Derek's not to sure how he feels about that. He weighs the options and decides to meet Stiles half way. He sighs before closing the door not bothering to lock it. The things he'd do for this boy. If anyone asks he'd deny it but he was rushing trying to get to Stiles as fast as he can making sure he's not in any danger. He slows down when he sees Stiles in his vision. He can hear Stiles heart beat speed up. He slowly growls before he realizes he's the reason for the mini heart attack. "Stiles, it's me, calm down." "Oh." The heart beat only gets faster. "Stiles, what happened?" Derek says once in front of the hyperactive teen. "Nothing I'm fine." All Derek does is roll his eyes. "Didn't ask if you were fine, I asked what was wrong." "Technically you asked what happened." Stiles retorts. "Stiles." Derek lightly growls in slight amusement. Slight.

Stiles hears the tone in his voice and catches on. He debates whether to tell him now or wait till they're further into the woods and in a confined space. So now, he picks now. "Nothing happened it's his today is the day whereItellyouIreallyreallylikeyouasinmorethanafriend, okay see ya later sourwolf." Stiles takes a deep breath before preparing to be hit, rejected, or left alone in the dark woods. He thought about running but he's not stupid, he knew two steps and he'd be on the floor with Derek on top of him in a second, on second thought that's not bad at all. "...Stiles." After a long break in silence, "I get it Derek, you don't like me like that yatayata. It was worth a shot, now I'm gonna go."

Before Stiles could even turn completely around, he was slammed lightly into a tree with glowing red eyes staring intently at him. "I'm not scared of you Der." And with that Stiles almost lost it, he called Derek by the nickname he uses when he's no where around. But he can see the slight rise of Derek's mouth. "Shut up." But there's no aggressiveness in there. Derek let's go and walks away. "Cmon lets get inside, it's getting cold." Stiles just stares, not believing what just happened. It's not like they kissed but he confessed his feeling and got slammed to a tree nicely and now nothing. alright then. "Since when do werewolves get cold." Stiles crosses his arms in defense but still walks with Derek. "We don't, but last time I check, you did." At the same moment a light breeze swayed through the trees causing Stiles to shiver lightly but Derek caught it. "See. Now walk faster before you sick." Stiles rolled his eyes but felt good cause Derek cared.

They made it to Derek's old house, he had too much time on his hands that he rebuilt it from scratch. Why he would want to live where his family died confuses the pack but not Stiles. Stiles understands. The warmth of the home engulfs Stiles like a blanket and he practically moans in pleasure. Derek chuckles and goes gets the teen a blanket. "Tea?" Derek offers while handing Stiles the blanket. He is currently sitting on the kitchen table just looking back around. "Hot cocoa?" He offers back hopefully. Derek raises an eyebrow but doesn't argue.

He hands Stiles the mug and they sit in a comfortable silence before Stiles stars slurping the cocoa. This prompts Derek to take the mug and put in the sink reminding himself to wash it later, while Stiles blushes strawberry red. "Sorry." Derek only shrugs. Stiles jumps off the table and starts his adventure through the home. Derek follows silently making sure Stiles doesn't accidentally break something. "Stiles?" He ignores Derek and continues walking up the stairs. "Stilinski." Derek says more demanding. Stiles stays silent as he opens Derek's bedroom door. It's simple which doesn't surprise Stiles, he simply rolls his eyes and continues looking at his room. "Babe."

They freeze. Literally. They don't move for a solid minute. Derek has never, and I mean never, said that word in his adult life, ever. It sorta just came out. Like on instinct, it felt familiar, he's never felt like this and it scared him. Stiles was still processing the word that just came out of Derek's mouth. He just didn't believe it, he thought he was dreaming, he even pinched himself. Slowly they lifted their heard towards each other. "Wha-" "Nothing." "Der-" "I said noth-" "but you did." "Stiles." "Derek Hale. Shut up." He's never used force with Derek before, bit like this. But he knew Derek wouldn't hurt him, he trusted him. Derek remained silent but not before his eyes flashed red. "I like you. You like me. Right?" He merely nodded. "And you called me babe." Derek opened his mouth to appeal but Stiles didn't let him. "Don't. Just kiss me." Derek didn't fight it, he just let it happen. He grabbed Stiles's waist gently and leaned in. "Are you sure you want this?" Stiles smiled looking into his eyes, "I want all of you sourwolf." Derek rolled his eyes but closed in on the space they had. They're lips moved in sync like they've done this before. Stiles granted access to Derek's tongue and sucked on it enjoying the taste. Derek pulled away taking Stiles bottom lip between his teeth. Both panting, Derek didn't waste any time, he lowered his head towards Stiles neck placing open mouthed kisses along the collar bone making Stiles moan silently, tugging at Derek's hair. In a swift moment Stiles was picked up and sat on the bed, not once did their lips disconnect.

Many marks later, and both shirts discarded Derek pulled away completely making Stiles whine. "Let me take you out." "Okay later." Stiles breathed trying to continue what they started. "On a date. Stiles, let me take you out on a date. Then we can sleep together." He pouted but pulled Derek on top of him. He kisses his nose, "okay Der, you can take me out."

"never knew you he a soft spot though."

"don't ruin in stiles."

"Sorry."
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otp otp.
Let's face it, all of my one shots are unedited.
Okay I'm working on requests I promise but it takes time and I'm really sorry. School is coming up but I'm trying to make up for the year I've been gone.
Here's sorta a filler I had done already in my drafts but I rewrote it so hopefully it's a little better.
It's shorter than I like but I ran out of ideas that didn't involve smut, I sorry.

I start school tomorrow:(

hope y'all are doing good. if you ever need to talk or want to talk, I'm here. Much love xx -a