Questionable Actions (Sterek)

His eyes were all it took for him to know he was a monster. He had taken an innocent life. Paige, the love of his life.

And know everyday he had that damn Stilinski kid reminding him of it. No, Stiles didn't know about Paige. Maybe if he did he'd shut the hell up for once.

Stiles was not a necessity. Derek didn't understand why Scott kept him around. He was 147 pound of pale skin and fragile bones. The poor kid's only defense was sarcasm.

Derek would've killed him if it weren't for Scott.

A knock on his door interrupted his thoughts.

He twisted the knob to see little Stilinski standing there.

"What do you want?"

Stiles' cheeks got pink. Why? Did he... like Derek?

"Uh just um." He was cute when he was flustered.

Wait no.

No.

Shut up Derek.

"Yes?"

"Scott wanted to know how Isaac is? You with his Dad and the wolfsbane cell."

"So your Scotty's little errand boy?" Derek smirked.

"Yeah... no. Well I guess I'm kinda his sidekick."

"Hmm. Well you know..." Was he seriously gonna ask this? "We have room in my pack if you-"

"Yes."

"But you know that means being with my pack 24/7 even sleeping here sometimes. No Scott."

Stiles nodded "Can I- think about it?"

"Course. Let me know when you decided."

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A/N:

Just a taste of what's to come.

Werewolf Stiles. Yes? or No?