I don't sparkle

Please stay

• Derek's point of view •

I woke up around 9am next morning when a loud crash was heard from downstairs

What the fuck was that?

I swear to god, if Jackson or Scott broke one more thing in this house I'm going to fucking kill them with my bare hands

I quickly stood up from my bed and went into the bathroom where I undressed. I stood in the shower for about 10 minutes, just feeling the hot water streaming down my body. After the shower I dried my hair and got dressed

I could hear how someone laughed from downstairs which was extremely weird at this time in the morning

What the fuck could be that funny this early in the morning?

When I came downstairs and walked into the kitchen I expected to see one of the pack members in there, with something broken on the floor, but that was not really what I saw.

In the kitchen stood Stiles in front of the stove and at the counter sat Scott.

Wait what?

Stiles was cooking?

Why the hell was he cooking? He's the guest? He's not supposed to be cooking?

Fuck, it smells wonderful

- What are you guys doing? I asked and Stiles turned around and gave me a fast smile that in my opinion, could light up the whole fucking world
- Good morning Derek. Me and Scott here are just discussing some stuff while I'm making breakfast, Stiles answered and turned back to the stove
- Derek, you need to hear what he have been through. It's fucking amazing, Scott said with wide eyes

Stiles chuckled and started to walk around in the kitchen looking for something.

- What are you looking for? I asked
- Plates, he said and kept walking around the kitchen like an idiot

I laughed and went to the kitchen cabinet that featured plates

- How many do you need?
- It depends, how many are you guys in the pack? He asked

What?

Is he seriously cooking for the whole pack?

What the fuck?

- Are you cooking for the whole pack? I asked and furrowed my eyebrows
- Is that a problem? He answered
- Of course not, it's just, I didn't expect you to cook for the pack since you're the guest and stuff like that, I said and felt how I was blushing

Why the hell was I blushing?

I'M THE ALPHA FOR GOD SAKE

I mentally slapped myself and stared to make the table. At least I wasn't going to make Stiles do everything in this house

- Did you sleep well Stiles? Scott asked after a couple of quiet minutes
- Actually yes, I did. What about you Scotty? He answered

Wow, he has been here one night and already made up a nickname for Scott

I haven't even done that!