When Three's Company

Stiles and Derek

Stiles threw himself down onto the couch panting heavily.
"Next time you decide to drag me on one of your morning runs can it not be four miles?" Stiles huffed in exhaustion.

"Come on, that was an easy run,  I usually do ten." Derek shook his head as he peeled off his shirt.

Stiles looked horrified. "Stupid werewolves."

Derek laughed as he walked into their shared kitchen.

"You have to come with me to this party tonight." Stiles called out to his best friend.

"Not gonna happen." Derek called back.

"Hey, the deal was I go on a morning run with you, you come to this party with me." Stiles frowned.

"The deal was you had to keep up with me." Derek threw a water bottle at Stiles who fumbled it.

"That's not fair you're a werewolf." Stiles huffed.

"And you're a-"

"No, you don't get to use that, I don't have super strength or speed or hearing or any of that." Stiles interrupted.

Derek rolled his eyes.

"Come on Der, we barely know anyone here." Stiles pouted.

"I'm okay with that." Derek shrugged.

"It's just a small bonfire at Caroline's. You don't have to stay long." Stiles looked at Derek with pleading eyes.

Derek let out a heavy sigh. "Fine. But if you get stupid drunk I'm leaving you there."

"Fair enough." Stiles nodded.

"What time is this thing at?"

"Six." Stiles answered with a large smile on his face.

"Do you think Stefan will be there?" Derek asked trying to seem disinterested in the answer.

"Of course, he's Caroline's best friend." Stiles smirked at Derek.

"Didn't you complain cause he smelt weird." Stiles frowned suddenly.

"Yeah but I'm so used to being around other werewolves it's probably just my senses are overwhelmed." Derek shrugged.

"I knew you liked him." Stiles grinned at the werewolf.

"I met him once, I don't know if I like him." Derek rolled his eyes.

"Riiiight." Stiles chuckled as he watched Derek walk out of the room ending their conversation.

He pulled out his phone and sent Caroline a text letting her know that he was bringing Derek.

They had only been in town a week and had only met a few people. Derek was nervous about letting people into their lives, he preffered they kept to themselves. They had run into Caroline and Stefan at lunch one day and Caroline insisted that they hang out. Derek had opted out the few times leaving Stiles to go alone. He really liked Caroline and Stefan but it was Stefan's friend that had caught Stiles' eye. A tall caramel haired guy with a british accent and charm that had Stiles swooning.

Stiles hadn't told Derek about him. Derek was a bit overprotective of Stiles since his possession of the nogitsune. It had frustrated Stiles in the beginning but he got used to it and had even learned appreciate it, when he wasn't crashing dates.

Stiles hoped the beautiful brit would be at the party, he'd like to actually learn his name.

*AN*
Small taste for you guys. 😊