oh how things change. (Sterek)

Chapter 11- A great week.

I drove home in a daze, did that really just happen? He must of been drunk. I parked up outside my building and just sat there, not wanting to face reality, I was happy living this dream. I hope Peter isn't here, his snide comments do my nut in!! Saying that, he has my only key... I don't fancy driving down town to pick it up. I get out of my car and walk towards the main entrance, opening the door... I decide to take the stairs, anything to prolong this!! I slide the loft door open and reality hits, like a wrecking ball.

"Where have you been?" asked Peter. "I thought those psychos had caught up with you"
"Yet, there you sit, on your ass, eating my food." I spat out. "I'm going in the shower."

Once I was upstairs, I realised that my whole body was tense, I was wound up like a coil. I walked straight into the bathroom and turned the shower on. Taking my top off, I looked into the full length mirror at my back... Faded scratch marks... They'll be gone within the hour.

I took the rest of my clothes off then stepped into the shower. I could feel the immediate effect the shower had on my muscles, the coil slowly unwinding... As much as I tried not to think about what had just happened I couldn't quite resist, an argument erupting in my head.
'What the fuck did you do that for?' 'he started it.' 'you're the adult, you should have stopped it!!' 'he's grown up enough to make his own choices, and he was the one who made that choice!' 'but he was drunk' 'oh shut up brain'

As I stood under the steaming water I came to a decision, I wasn't going to push Stiles in to anything, he would make all the decisions regarding 'us.' If he does like me, he'll let me know, if he doesn't then... well... he doesn't, simple as.

I went into the shower a mess, I came out feeling rather positive, this isn't so bad after all... Maybe I can be a normal person. I wrap my towel around my waist and head for my bedroom. Once there I unwrap the towel and run it through my hair. Next I get dressed and flatten my hair with my fingers, making sure it's not sticking up in every direction.

I gather a pile of washing, going back into the bathroom and scooping up the clothes from Stiles, I must return them for my next impromptu stay over. I make my way in to the kitchen... Shove my clothes in to the washer, throw in a liquidtab and pour some fabric conditioner in to the drawer, close the door an turn on the washer...

I turn around with a smile on my face only to be greeted with mess! I was livid. "PETER GET IN HERE NOW!!" no answer... He's gone!! typical Peter, coming and going as he pleases. I checked the time and it was only 8:45, too early to go back to Stiles' house.

As I was nearly done cleaning my kitchen when my phone bleeped, heart pounding as I read the name on the screen...
*Stiles*
My dad has gone to bed, come over whenever you want.
*Derek*
Setting off.

I dumped the dishcloth by the sink and went for my coat, I was leaving my car here so I just ran as soon as the main entrance doors swung open, finally arriving, I jumped up at the trellis then swung and jumped onto the roof of Stiles' porch. Where I stopped dead... A familiar voice coming from a closed window.

I sat there debating what to do about this situation when the window flew open, revealing a smiling Stiles.
"Come in dude" well he certainly seemed happy to see me again.
"What's he doing here." Scott questioned, clearly annoyed. "I try talking to him and he just ignores me, but he's ok to come here."
Stiles and I just swapped a sly smile to each other while a flapped his gums some more.
"I really needed to talk to you."
"Scott, chill... I'm here now and you have my undivided attention." I regret saying that now 'cause, as I did, Stiles moved to stand behind Scott, mischief in his eyes again.
"Ok, well... Derek you're doing it again...." He turned around to a perfectly still Stiles, a second before and he had his dick hanging out of his joggers, swinging it around. Of course as soon as Scott turned around he had it back in his pants, leaving me stood with my mouth hanging open.
"Anyway, as I was saying, there's this....." This time I was stood there opening and closing my mouth, like a fish... He got his dick out again but this time he was rubbing it, Scott- of course- noticed my werefish impression and turned around again, to a perfectly still Stiles and perfectly mastered pout. Damn you Stiles.
"Will you two sit the fuck down?!" he was livid by this point which added to Stiles' amusement.
"Forget it." he said right before bolting for Stiles' window.
"I think we hurt his feelings" stiles said with a chuckle. "So are we watching DVDs again? we have another 3 to watch....."
"3 and a half, we missed the end of the third one"
"Han dies in a crash, Sean beats d.k in a drift race... there you don't need to watch it now."
He had such a smile on his face that I couldn't help but smile back.
"Ok, is there any munchies left? I'm starving..."
"Yeah, in that bag, clean your own mess next time, don't leave it for me" he said with amusement. "there's no pop left though..."
"There's still some booze left though, do you want some?"
"Uch no thank you, I'm still feeling the effects of our drinking session from earlier."

He stuck the DVD in and walked over to his bed, stripping down to his boxers and climbing under the duvet. I just stood there, not knowing what to do with myself, he answered my unspoken question by pulling the duvet back and tapping the bed.

I needed no further invitation, food forgotten and ripping off my clothes at record speed. I sit on the edge of the bed and put my legs under the duvet, Stiles at my side laughing at me as I cover the rest of my body with the duvet. As he presses play on the remote he laid his head on my chest, I put my arm around his shoulder and place my hand on his back and kiss the top of his head.

Not even 10 minutes in to the film and I hear Stiles' gentle snoring, not long after I fell asleep. He must of had a nightmareless sleep 'cause I woke with him still laid on my chest and my hand on the bed but still around his shoulder.

The rest of the week was spent the same way- bar one night that I had to stay at home. Due to his nightmares, the doctor told him to stay home and rest until he felt better, so we had the perfect excuse to spend some undisturbed time together.

We never talked about 'us' being together, it just happened... We did discuss his virginity though and we decided to wait until his 18th birthday, which wasn't long now.

One Saturday evening we were sat in his kitchen, I had a cup of coffee in my hand and he was wolfing down a pot noodle when the front door opened, I didn't have time to make my escape so I just sat glued to my chair.

"Dad, you're home early.'
"My car broke down, it's in the garage.' he looked at stiles then at me. "what's he doing here? I thought you guys didn't hang out unless it was necessary."
"He wanted to know about my nightmares."
"Excuse me Derek, I don't mean to be rude but, how are my sons nightmares anything to do with you?"
"Sorry sheriff, but I've been having nightmares myself, like stiles, I never know when I'm awake or asleep, I just wanted some advice if he had any at all..." I wasn't lying, the one night I spent away from stiles I had a nightmare about the she-wolf that those hunters mentioned.
"Ah, ok... Talking of nightmares stiles, you've only had one this week, you look a lot better too." It sounded more like a question than a comment but I looked at stiles and he seemed happy enough, we exchanged a knowing smile. knowing the reason why he's been sleeping well.
"Are you going to school next week? I have a week off work now that my car is in the garage, and I thought we could spend some time together...."
I felt totally deflated, he hadn't planned on going to school for another week, we had planned to go out during the days.
I kept my face totally straight though, I wasn't buying his whole 'car in the garage' story.
I left after that, only to wait in the roof for stiles. There I heard an argument from below.
".....Not doing anything."
"Why were his clothes in the washer then?"
"He spent a week away, he cams straight here... I said he could have a shower...."
"Why did he come straight here?"
"'Cause I asked him to, it was right after that nightmare that woke you up. I knew he'd be awake as he said earlier that he was on his way home."
"That's why his car was parked outside?"
"Yes, dad."
"So there's nothing going on?"
"We are spending a lot of time together, and we've grown very close, he's been helping me through my nightmares and i'......."
"It ends now!"
"What? why? we're not having sex, I'm still a virgin."
"You would say that."
"thanks dad"

I heard a door slam and footsteps coming up the stairs, then the window opened. First thing I did was wrap my arms around him.

"He said he's going to check up on me through the night to make sure you're not here" he said with his face turned to the floor. "I'm not staying at home next week, I'm going back to school, I don't want to be around him" I didn't say anything, I just stood with my arms around him, letting him vent his anger....

With the scheduled checks on stiles I couldn't stay anymore, which scared stiles he kept repeating the same words over an over... "He'll get in." But there was nothing I could do bar go home and think of a plan to stay with stiles. I knew he was lying, he's staying at home to keep his eye on us.