I'm Yours

In Which he Gets a New Roomate

Stiles thought he was the exception.

He thought he could party every night, drop it like it's hot on the dance floor like it's nobody's business while getting white girl wasted and everything would be okay. Stiles thought he could spend very little time studying and still pass with flying colors.

He didn't, of course.

After the first semester as a college student Stiles was on academic probation and that didn't sit well with him. Not his father either as he threatened Stiles that if he didn't make better grades this semester then things wouldn't be pretty. Stiles wasn't afraid of his dad but he wanted to make him happy. He was all he had.

And things were worse now that he would no longer have his best friend Scott, who is transferring, so he can be closer to his girlfriend Allison. Stiles knows Scott is whipped and they promised they would keep in touch but Stiles was still upset, very upset. Scott and him were practically brothers, been together since diaper days and well now, they weren't.

He spent winter vacation being hounded by his father and spending little time he had with Scott. And when he did go back to his dorm, he walked into his room with someone already laying in what used to be Scott's bed. It saddened Stiles that they already replaced Scott, he didn't even get time to at least reminsce in peace, but he walked in anyway sitting on his bed.

The guy was under the covers although it only hung low on his waist. Stiles couldn't see the guys face as it was buried in the pillows but he could see his body. The guy was shirtless but he was coated in a shirt of huge muscles. And he was tan. Very smooth and tan.

He had a very nice body, not that Stiles cared because he was straight but it was still noticeable. Very noticeable. Nice was an understatement. The guy also had a tattoo on his upper back of black spiral-looking things that Stiles found pretty cool.

Stiles hadn't realized he was staring until the guy started to stir in his sleep until he finally woke up and meet his eyes. Stiles quickly looked to the floor but not before noticing a smirk on the guys face that meant he had been caught. It didn't matter though cause Stiles wasn't actually checking him out.

The guy sat up revealing his abs and his whole face. He was the type of guy that every girl drooled over. The type that belongs in a super hero costume. He was muscular with a strong face and a slight beard of facial hair. His eyes were green and he was beautiful. And Stiles didn't mean to stare the second time but it happened and Stiles didn't feel bad for doing it. This guy was probably used to it.

His smirk grew as he drew his hand out toward Stiles and said, "I'm Derek. You must be Stiles."

And Stiles couldn't find it in himself to move. To look away.

Derek drew his hand back and chuckled. "I get that reaction a lot but I didn't think you were gay."

"I'm not." Stiles says as that snapped him back to reality. Derek knotted his eyebrows in confusion and studied stiles' face like he was searching for something then looked away as if he didn't find what he was looking for.

"I'm Stiles. Nice to meet you." Stiles finally replies. "I didn't know you were going to be here so this is a little surprise for me. That's all."

Derek looked at him like he didn't completly believe one word but shrugged, "Yeah this was a last minute thing anyway."

"Yeah? There is no way in hell you're a freshman anyway. Why did you get this dorm?"

"But I am. I skipped a few years after high school. Got a job at a tattoo parlor actually that was pretty sweet but it ended bad and now I'm here. We'll forced to be here. It wasn't my choice."