Werewolf senses

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"I'm telling you Stiles something is weird about that guy. He doesn't smell right. It's a scent I've never smelt before and no one else smelled like that at the party." Derek frowned pacing the room.

"Derek, relax. There is nothing weird about him. You just have crazy werewolf senses." Stiles huffed as he stripped down to his boxers.

"I don't want you around him without me." Derek said in a serious tone.

"Der, when are you going to stop babysitting me? I can handle myself. Kitsune, remember?" Stiles gestured to himself.

"Deaton said that you could have blackout episodes because your body took in the nogitsune power. You weren't born a kitsune so it's different. And what if he's with the Oni hunters. They could have tracked you here. They don't believe you're not the nogitsune anymore. It's dangerous, Stiles, so I'm going to look after you until I know for a fact you are safe." Derek answered annoyed.

Stiles huffed but didn't respond. He knew Derek was right. They left Beacon Hills because of the Oni hunters. The Oni hunters were like the argents only they specialized in Japanese spirits such as the nogitsune or the Kiyohime. They had caught wind of Stiles' possession and had hunted him. When the pack finally released him of the spirit a part of it's power remained causing Stiles to become a Kitsune. The Oni hunters refused to believe Stiles wasn't a threat so he and Derek left.

Stiles closed himself in his room and climbed into bed. He knew Derek would check the perimeter for any threats before bed. He always did. Stiles pulled out his phone to see a text from a number he didn't know.

Stiles, it's Klaus, I hope you don't mind that I got your number from Caroline. I didn't think Derek would be too keen on me asking for it. I'm assuming he's not the biggest fan of me. Anyway, I just wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed getting to know you. Maybe we can get together for coffee or lunch one day soon.

Stiles couldn't help but smile. Klaus was so sweet and gorgeous. He was really starting to like the guy. He knew Derek would never approve but he definitely wanted to see him again. He quickly typed up a response.

Hey, it was really nice getting to know you too. I wanted to ask for your number but Derek is weird about that kind of thing. I'm glad you got mine from Caroline. I'd definitely like to meet up soon. I can try to escape Derek's grueling eyes tomorrow morning. He goes for a run early mornings. Wanna meet at Sue's cafe at seven?

Stiles felt nerves and excitement bubble through him as he waited for Klaus' response.

I can't wait.

Stiles grinned as he put his phone away. Derek usually left around six fourty-five and got home by eight thirty. That gave Stiles plenty of time to meet Klaus and get back home.

"Stiles." Derek knocked on his bedroom door.

"Yeah, Der?" Stiles called.

"You okay? Your heart is racing." Derek spoke through the door.

Stiles sighed as he got up and opened his door.

"I'm fine." Stiles said looking up at the werewolf.

Derek narrowed his eyes at Stiles.

"I was just replaying the night in my head." Stiles shrugged.

"That made your heart start racing?" Derek asked crossing his arms.

"What can I say? Klaus got to me." Stiles shrugged with a small smirk on his lips.

"Not gonna happen, Stiles." Derek growled.

"You're just jealous that Stefan has a girlfriend." Stiles huffed.

"No I'm not." Derek argued.

"Sure." Stiles rolled his eyes.

"Go to bed, Stiles." Derek growled again before turning away from him.

Stiles shook his head as he closed himself back in his room. Sometimes he hated that Derek was a guy with werewolf senses. It made lying and sneaking difficult. Though he was slowly mastering a steady heartbeat when telling a small lie.

He climbed back into bed and let his mind wander as he drifted off to sleep.

*A/N*
Hey, guys, I'm soooooo sorry it's been so long. It has been the craziest two weeks ever! But things should be slowing down a bit so I can update more. Here is a small update to tide you over. 😚

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