Not Like It Used To Be

Chapter 2

oh wow, this is being posted wayyy later than I intended. I'm so sorry I couldn't get this out sooner, 2018 is proving to be quite a difficult year for me already. even after things began to calm down in my personal life, I was hit with some insane writer's block and I had no idea where I wanted this chapter to go. I'm still not too sure how I feel about it but I figured this will at the very least help push the plot forward. again, sorry for the wait, but I hope you enjoy!  

Stiles focused on getting his things unpacked while Derek was gone. At least, that's what he did until everything was unpacked and Derek still hadn't come back to the room. Stiles grabbed his phone and checked the time, sighing when he saw that it was almost eight o'clock at night. He unlocked his phone and pulled up Scott's contact, pressing the call button before falling back onto his bed.

"Hey, what's up, man? You all moved in?" Came Scott's ever so cheery voice from the other end of the call. Stiles let out a long sigh as he stared up at the ceiling, nodding a bit to himself.

"Yeah, I'm moved in. Kind of wish I wasn't though," Stiles mumbled, already knowing the confused puppy eyes that Scott was probably expressing. Before Scott could ask anything or have his protective alpha instincts kick in, Stiles spoke up once again, "My roommate is Derek Hale."

Scott was silent for another few moments before responding, "That's insane, I thought he moved to New York or something... Why do you sound so bummed though? Weren't you guys like super close when you were kids? I mean getting him as a roommate is better than some random alpha since you guys are super close."

"We were super close. He was... Upset that I'm his roommate. Instead of getting a, 'Stiles, I missed you so much, how are you?' I got a, 'I don't want an omega roommate,'" Stiles let out an annoyed huff when he finished speaking. He still couldn't believe that it was Derek Hale who had said that to him. He knew that the alpha had some tough things to deal with in the past but Stiles hadn't expected a totally different person.

"What? That asshole, why would he say that?" Scott said, sounding thoroughly pissed and annoyed. Stiles had heard that tone plenty of times, mostly when someone was being a jerk to Stiles when they were younger. Now Stiles had learned the art of sarcasm and witty comebacks, so he didn't need Scott's help too often these days. "Did he say anything else? Is he there right now?" Scott asked after a moment.

Stiles shook his head a bit, grabbing his laptop so he could put some music on. "No, right after he said that he just walked out. Didn't even finish unpacking his shit. I don't know where the hell he went but he's still not back," Stiles explained carefully. "I think I'm going to try getting some sleep so I'll see you tomorrow. Call me when you get here and I'll help you with your bags."

Scott assured Stiles he would arrive at the university as soon as possible before they both said their goodbyes. After Stiles had ended the call, he ran a hand through his hair and stared at his laptop for a moment. His laptop wallpaper was a picture of himself and Derek from when they were younger, both of them smiling widely and standing close to each other. If it were any other night, Stiles probably would have stared at the image and recalled all the times when he and Derek would play together or fall asleep watching Revenge of the Sith for the millionth time. Tonight, Stiles closed his laptop before grabbing his things and heading to the showers so he could wash up before bed.

When Stiles woke up the next morning, two things stood out to him. The first being that Derek's things were exactly where they were the night prior which meant that the alpha had never come back to the dorm room, the second was that he had three missed calls from Scott. Stiles quickly jumped out of bed and began throwing on some clothes, hopping out of the room as he slipped his shoes on. After making sure he locked the door (if Derek didn't have his key with him then that was just too bad), he dialed Scott's number and made his way to the elevator.