(Recommended to be caught up on Supernatural)
Stiles Winchester was forced to live in Beacon Hills for two years when his brothers decided that he should live a normal life. But when they found out that Beacon Hills was a literal beacon for the supe...
Stiles turned to Derek. "I thought there would at least be a recliner. I'll take the floor."
Before Derek could respond Stiles was closing himself in the bathroom.
Derek looked at the large bed. He and Stiles had only stayed in the same house once and Derek had been too on edge to sleep, leaving the bed to Stiles. Of course it had been his own bed which Stiles had graciously offered to Derek. That had been only a week of knowing each other and he was forced to stay with Stiles until his name got cleared for murder which Stiles had accused Derek of.
Derek heard the shower turn on. He took the time to go fetch some dinner. He had seen a restaraunt next to the hotel.
Stiles stood in the stream of hot water hoping his muscles would relax. For some reason Cas's words replayed in his head.
"Look after Derek, I know he's a strong alpha werewolf but he's broken inside. And I know you are too. You are a mystery to me but, Derek...he is not. You two need each other, he especially."
Why would Cas say that? He wasn't broken, was he? Derek was a bit, but how did Cas know? What all had he and Derek talked about last night? Derek wasn't one to spill his life story, especially to a stranger.
"You two need each other, he especially."
Why would he and Derek need each other, and why Derek especially? Derek didn't need anyone, ever, especially not Stiles. There had been a time when Stiles needed Derek but that was a long time ago. He had grown to care for Derek, but Derek made it clear how he felt when he took off without so much as a goodbye and didn't respond to any calls or texts. It was like he had disappeared off the face of the earth. Stiles huffed turning off the water. He didn't know why he was still mad about it, that was a year ago.
Derek looked up to see Stiles step out of the bathroom in only his boxer shorts.
Derek's lips parted at the sight of a half naked Stiles.
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His shoulders were definitely more broad and his abs more defined.
"You got dinner?" Stiles frowned at the spread of food layed out on the bed in front of Derek.
Derek drug his eyes away from Stiles.
"Uh, yeah, I saw a diner next door. I didn't know what you wanted so I just got you a burger and fries.
Stiles opened the to go box to see a burger and curly fries.
"I hope you still like curly fries." Derek said watching Stiles' expression.
"I do. I didn't know you knew that about me." Stiles felt a smile just barely tug at his lips.
He sat across from Derek shoving a fry in his mouth.
The two ate in silence until Derek spoke up finally.
"You know the bed is big enough, neither of us have to sleep on the floor." Derek didn't look up from his plate as he grabbed a fry.
