STEREK: Finding Your Love

Let Love Fly

{Derek's P.O.V.}

Scott walked into the room, barging in on Stiles' and my very private moment. I spun around looking at Scott, Stiles scrambling for his shirt.

"S-sorry," Scott mumbled, stepping out of the room while closing the door behind him.

"Stiles," I said, walking towards him.

His face was red with blush, his hands trembling with fear of being rejected. I took him into my arms, calming him down with a couple kisses.

"W-what if Scott hates me forever now?" he questioned.

"That won't happen," I reassured.

We walked out of the room together, Scott averting his eyes away from mine. Isaac smiled as he jumped excitedly up and down on the sofa.

"Isaac, calm down. You look like an excited puppy," I ordered.

"You found your mate," he squealed with happiness.

"What?!" Scott yelled.

"Yeah, what?" Stiles repeated, not as harshly.

"Well, Stiles, it turns out that you are my mate," I answered slowly.

"And when were you going to tells this?" he yelled, his voice getting furious.

"I just found out," I answered truthfully.

"Derek, you and Stiles cannot be mates. Isn't there some time of thing where your mate has to be a werewolf?" Scott inquired.

"Well, Scott, that isn't always the case. You mated with Alison, yet she isn't your soul mate," Isaac piped up.

"So Stiles is Derek's soul mate?" Scott asked angrily.

"It appears that we will be mates for a long time, yet if he is my soul mate, I'm unsure," I answered as best I could.

"You can't be serious!" Scott yelled. "Stiles has always loved Lydia, not you!"

"Scott!" Stiles yelled, his eyes beginning to form with tears.

"Stiles, don't listen to him," I whispered.

"Stiles you've had a crush on her since the fourth grade! Now all of a sudden, your with Derek?" Scott spat out angrily.

"Scott! It doesn't matter who Stiles had a crush on in the past! A mate is a mate," Isaac answered.

"A mate or not, I don't approve of this! What will your dad think?" Scott yelled.

"Why can't you be happy for me? I never questioned your choices!" Stiles screamed, tears falling down his cheeks.

"Stiles," Scott said, feeling a tinge of guilt. "I'm sorry."

"Please, just try to accept it?" Stiles asked through the tears.

I wrapped Stiles in my arms, whipping the tears away with my thumbs. I bent down, kissing his lips. He kissed back, his arms wrapping around my waist. I heard Scott grumble in dismay, while Isaac cheered with happiness.

"Come on Scott, be happy for them," Isaac said, hugging Scott.

"Stop it, Isaac," Scott grumbled, prying off Isaac's arms.

"Scott," Stiles said softly.

"What?" Scott mumbled.

"Can't you try to let me be happy?" Stiles said, trying to control the tears.

"Hey, Stiles, lets go for a walk," Isaac whispered, taking Stiles' hand.

Stiles walked away with Isaac, their hands intertwined. I held back my jealousy, turning towards Scott.