Sterek one-shots

You can trust me

   'Breathe in' you can do this stiles 'breathe out' it's only high school. Stiles pushed open the doors to beacon hills high school and looked around. 'So far no one's staring, I can do this.' He thought.

He was walking as fast as possible to get to his locker and almost ran into a group of jocks along the way. The last thing he wanted to do was crash into Derek Hale, his crush since 6th grade. A small smile grazed Stile's lips as he thought about Derek.

Derek was the only reason Stiles went to basketball games anymore. Ever since Scott. No, Stiles wouldn't let himself think about his best friend that passed away last year.

But still, Stiles couldn't help the tears that were escaping from him. It's his fault,if he wouldn't have forced Scott to help him look for that body.

Laura Hale's body.
Derek's sister.

Stiles ran to the boy's locker room and shut the door. He wouldn't let anyone see him cry.

'Buzz buzz'
Stiles wiped away his tears and fished his phone out of his pocket.

Dad
How's school so far? I know this time of year must be hard on you. If you need to, you can go home.

He typed a reply that consisted of: I'm fine, I don't think I need to go home and school's okay.

He leaned his head against the lockers and took a deep breath. His dad was right, this time of year is hard on him.

The night before school, they had decided to look for a body. No big deal, they did stupid stuff together all the time. But this time was different. This time Scott wouldn't be coming back and it's all Stile's fault.

He got up went to the sink and looked at his red face and eyes, and his tear streaked cheeks. Stiles was about to turn the water on, when the door opened.

Stiles quickly hid behind a row of lockers and waited. It was Derek, and he was crying. Stiles didn't know what to do.

He weighed the options of A: going over and talking to Derek. Or B: sneaking out.

He decided on the later.

He silently went behind the row of lockers closest to the door when (curse his stupid clumsiness), he kicked a lacrosse helmet.

"Hey? I-is someone in here?" Stiles heard Derek ask.

"Uh Stiles is, was, well I'm leaving so technically in a minute or two I won't be here." Stiles cringed at himself and reached for the door.

"Stiles?"

Stiles paused. "Yeah?"

"Please don't leave."

Stile's heart did a backflip and he made his way over to where Derek was sitting. "Yeah, okay, I won't."

"Wait, Stiles? You were Scott's friend right?" Derek asked as he lifted his head from his hands.

"Well, yeah, I mean I wish I still was but Scott's n-not re-really around a-any-anymore."

"Look I'm sorry about Laura, and I know damn well you are tired of sorrys and "I didn't know her buts"  and I know we don't really know each other but I-I'm here."

Derek looked up at him and sniffled.

"Th-thank you. That means a lot, there aren't a lot of people I can trust." He let out a small chuckle and looked around the room.

"That's why nobody's here, they don't care."

"God I miss her!" Derek basically screamed before turning around and punching the lockers repeatedly.

"Hey, hey! Derek stop. You're going to hurt yourself!" Stiles grabbed onto Derek's wrists and pulled Derek close to him.

Derek wrapped his arms around Stiles and buried his face in his neck. Stiles wrapped his arms around him and sighed.

"I miss Scott so much, it's not even funny. I didn't have any other friends besides him and n-now he- he's dead." Stiles whispered to Derek while trying to calm him down.

Derek was sobbing onto Stiles' neck and chest and in return stiles was crying into Derek's hair.

They sat there for a while, holding each other and crying for the loss of a dearly loved one.

"Do you want to get out of here?" Stiles whispered to Derek after a while of holding each other.

"and g- go wh-where?" Derek asked in between sobs.

"My house. My dad's not there so we would be alone." Derek looked up at Stiles with a look Stiles couldn't read.

"Or I mean we could go anywhere, it doesn't really matter, I was just suggesting-" Derek cut him off.

"I would love to ditch school and go to your house Stiles."

Ignoring the way Stile's heart was beating erratically and not because he was still crying a little he led Derek to his beaten down jeep and together they went to Stile's house.

Two weeks later the same two boys walked into the school hand in hand with one another.

Stiles leaned down and kissed Derek on the cheek.

"Stiles I want to thank you." Stiles looked at him, confused.

"Why?"

"For helping me cope with Laura. I don't know how long I would have made it without someone to talk to, Cora's a tattletale so that's out."

Stiles let out a short laugh.

"I should be thanking you, I didn't have any friends anymore, and you saved me. My social life was gone.

"I want to show you something after school, and I trust you with this so much okay? Only my family knows about this, and I'm not going to say "promise me you won't freak out" because I would freak out if roles were reversed so yeah."

Stiles wanted to laugh at his cuteness but couldn't when he saw the seriousness behind Derek's face.

"Okay." Stiles squeezed Derek's hand. "You can trust me with anything."

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So I finished my second one-shot! Oh and sorry for any mistakes I finished this and proofread it late at night so apologies in advance 💕 as usual tell me what you thought and please comment!!! Thanks loves, 🖤