Two Wrongs Make a Right

First Line

"Stiles Stilinski, do you want to be my boyfriend?" Derek asked as he looked into Stiles gorgeous, whiskey coloured eyes. He watched as the smile on his face grew and grew.

"Derek Hale," he laughed, mocking how cheesy Derek was being. "I would love to be your boyfriend." He said kissing Derek on the nose, making them both giggle before they drifted off to sleep in each other's embrace.

~Time Skip to the Morning~

"Stiles! Stiles, wake up!" His father shouted as he shook Stiles until he was fully awake.

"Hm- WHAT what happened? Who's dead? What's going on?" Stiles freaked out a little, if you couldn't tell already.

"Son, you need to go to school. You're gonna be late." He explained as Stiles looked at the clock. 7.43am. Yep, he'd overslept a little bit. "Stiles, why are you naked?"

"Hm, what?" He looked down at his lap in confusion, thankfully he had a blanket covering his naked body. The he remembered what had happened last night. "Oh! Right. My room got warm last night so..."

"Right, I'll leave. Just hurry up and go to school." He said, exiting the room.

Stiles leapt out of bed and danced around his room as he got dressed. Wow, he thought, I'm dating Derek freakin' Hale! Me! I'm Derek Hale's boyfriend! He simply couldn't believe it.

He ran out the house and climbed into his Jeep, to find a note sitting on the passenger seat.

Hey Little Red. Last night was amazing. Have a great day today, and good luck with lacrosse practice. I know you'll do great. From your Sourwolf xx

That little note, which appeared to be written on a tissue, has just made Stiles' day before it had even really started.

~Time Skip to School~

As Stiles got out of the Jeep, still with a huge smile on his face, happened to bump into Scott who seemed extra happy to see him.

"Hey bro!" He shouted to get his attention.

"Hey man." Stiles replied, unable to wipe the grin off his face, making Scott grin, too.

"Wow, was she really that amazing?" He asked with a shocker undertone to his voice.

"Hm? Oh yeah last night. Yeah it was AMAZING." He said, still grinning.

"You really managed to cover those hickeys well, huh?" Scott said as he poked at Stiles neck.

"What can I say? Makeup is a miracle." He said as they both walked into school.

~Another Time Skip to Lacrosse Practice~

Stiles jogged to the lacrosse pitch following behind the other members of the team, each of them more muscular than little Stiles. He didn't really get to play much during the actual matches, which is why he loved practice so much, he was actually able to participate.

As he got to the pitch he looked at the steps where everyone would sit during matches. Sometimes a few people would stick around to watch the practice. Usually it was just parents, friends or partners of the team. But today there was someone different here. Derek.

Stiles saw Derek, stood leaning against the frame of the steps. They both smiled and waved at each other, and that's where everything went downhill.

"Who are you waving at?" Scott asked sounding rather confused.

"Oh, no one." Liar, Scott thought. He looked behind Stiles to see Derek watching them.

"What the hell is he doing here?" Scott growled.

"Scott, relax. He isn't hurting anyone."

"Yet." Scott snapped. "He's not hurting anyone yet. I know he will though." He said storming over to Derek who didn't seem too phased by the situation. Stiles followed behind him trying to get him to stop, but he simply wouldn't listen.

"Listen here pal, I don't know what you're doing here but I don't like it one bit, so I suggest you up and leave before I make you." Scott's eyes began to glow at Derek who was clearly making him angry.

"Scott..." Stiles tried to pull Scott by his bicep, all he got was a scratch from his sharp claws. "What the hell, man?!"

"I wanted to watch the practice, it's that easy Scott. I'm not doing any harm by simply being here." He said as he walked over to Stiles to check if he was okay.

"You get your hands off my best friend, now!" He growled again, gripping Derek's forearm, making his eyes begin to glow, too.

"I suggest you let go before I rip your throat out," Derek said firmly before stepping closer to Scott. "with my teeth." Scott must have been frightened because he instantly let go and ran back to the field.

"You okay, Little Red?" Derek asked softly, taking a look at the scratch on the boys arm. "Does it hurt?"

"A little but I can handle it." Stiles wanted to kiss Derek so bad, but he knew he couldn't do it here. "What are you doing here?"

"If you thought I'd stay at home while my gorgeous boyfriend was out here playing lacrosse you're terribly mistaken." He chuckled.

"Well, prepare to be disappointed because I suck." Stiles chuckled back.

"Then how'd you get on the team?" Derek smirked.

"STILINSKI, BACK ON THE FIELD NOW!" The coach ordered. He's always kind of hated Stiles, but to be fair he hated most people. Especially Greenberg.

"Well, that's my cue to leave. I'll see you after?"

"I'll be right here." Derek smiled at him as he ran to the rest of the team. Damn, he looks sexy in that uniform Derek thought as he stood and watched the practice begin.

"What's his problem? Is he obsessed with you or something?" Scott asked Stiles with anger in his voice. Stiles rolled his eyes in response.

"No, he's not obsessed with me. He's just being the nice guy that he is, can't you see that?" Stiles said calmly.

"No you don't get it Stiles. He's planning something. He's evil and you know it!" He shouted, drawing everyone's attention, especially Derek's.

Stiles shot Derek an apologetic look before returning to the practice game. He couldn't keep his mind off Derek. All of a sudden he realised he'd caught the ball. He stood for a second, unsure of what to do.

"Stiles, run!" Derek shouted as he cheered him on. Stiles quickly started sprinting as fast as he could to get to the goal. When he felt he was close enough, he lobbed the ball and hoped for the best. He couldn't believe it. He just scored a goal! The whole team began to cheer as they fled the field, practice was over now.

Stiles ran to Derek and jumped into his arms, being twirled around in the air. "Did you see it? I scored a goal!" He said sounding extra proud.

"Yes, I saw.  You did amazing, Red." They both chuckled until their excitement was interrupted by the coach.

"Nice work out there, Stilinski. Congratulations, you made it to first line." He said before walking off.

Stiles was speechless for a moment. He and Derek just looked at each other and smiled before he jumped on him.

"Oh my god! I'm gonna be on first line, oh my god!" Stiles shouted as Derek twirled him around again.

"I'm so proud of you, Little Red. I guess it's a good thing I came to watch, huh?" Derek said before kissing Stiles.

"Very good thing! Oh my god I love you so much!" Soon after, Stiles realised what he'd just said. Oh crap. Too soon he thought.

So... Stiles said the 'L' word. I guess you'll have to keep reading to find out Derek's reaction XD sorry 'bout it. Please follow my account to be notified when I update, and don't forget to vote :)