Stiles sighed and revved the car back to life, Derek gave him a croaked smile as he drove on again. He was certain to drive fast so he could get this over with he saw no reason in talking to Derek for too long but he couldn't help it it was like one look and he was puddy in Derek's hands.
They pulled up at his house five minutes later. Stiles hopped out and saw Derek's camaro parked outside his house. He wondered how his dad took that in as they walked to the front door, Stiles looked at Derek and reluctantly unlocked it and pushed it open.
"After you". Stiles gestured Derek to go in.
"No after you". Derek said a slight smile creasing his lips.
Stiles sighed then walked in his eyebrows raised so high they were ready to migrate with his hair.
"So you left your car here". Stiles said as he tossed his bag on the couch.
"Uh yeah". Derek said looking down at the floor.
"Why?" Stiles asked.
"Well I was waiting for you to get here but I became impatient and walked over to Allison's". Derek explained inching closer to Stiles.
"Oh okay". Stiles breathed as he backed away.
"Why are you backing away?" Derek asked.
"I wasn't backing away". Stiles lied.
Derek tilted his head and stared at Stiles awaiting his real reason inching even closer.
"I thought you wanted to talk?" Stiles countered crossing his arms.
"I thought that's what we were doing?" Derek retorted.
"No your stalling". Stiles told him.
"I'm not stalling I'm just trying not to come off too aggressive that's all". Derek corrected.
"You usually are though, why stop now?" Stiles raised his eyebrows again.
Derek looked at Stiles as if he should already know the answer, but Stiles was clueless, Derek sighed as Stiles shrugged his shoulders not catching Derek's drift.
"You". Derek told him.
"Me? How come?" Stiles asked confused.
"Yes you Stiles and because I need to be less aggressive with you". He told him softly.
Stiles couldn't speak it was like he was being strangled, he couldn't believe what he just heard. But then again he shouldn't, he was certain Derek was going to say anything to make him feel like he cared about him.
"I know you was there at the house a few weeks ago". Derek blurted, he didn't really think it through before saying anything his face had clearly told Stiles that much.
Stiles cleared his throat and said, "I don't know what your talking about". Derek tilted his head and Stiles backed away for the stairs.
"Stiles I smelt your scent it was faint but it was there". Derek told him.
"Ehh I'm really tired I think I should get some sleep". Stiles yawned falsely trying to escape the conversation.
It wasn't like Stiles to not want to talk but this this was not something he wanted to talk about, it made him, for four weeks, feel foolish and gullible and hearing what Derek had to say wasn't going to help him at all. He just wanted to move on and let Derek's trigger moment pass on by. And he also couldn't muster up the confidence to tell Derek he was a witch, he'd figured in all honesty that it was no point in telling him.
"Stiles". Derek said.
"Derek". Stiles countered as he turned towards the stairs again.
"Why are you dodging the conversation, you know your not tired I even know". Derek breathed.
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I only want you (Sterek)
FanfictionStiles thought that he was the only normal person out of all the werewolves he was surrounded by. But that was far from the truth as he discovers he himself is also a supernatural being. But along with his shocking new identity he learns that he's d...
