Raised By Wolves

Boyfriendly

Deuc, Peter and Derek had all their stuff packed for their full moon camping trip.
"Emergency contacts are on top of the fridge. I left you money for pizza or whatever. Lock up." Deucalion said.
"Don't talk to strangers. Don't open the door. Be alert. Scan for guns.
Stay close to Isaac." Peter said.
"No drinking, no drugs and keep your hands to yourselves." Derek warned.
"We do this every month. I know the drill. Go, go, go."
Stiles said shooing then.
"Behave. If anything happens to him, Isaac...I'll find you, slit your throat and erase you from existence completely." Derek threatened.
"He doesn't mean that. We'll just break your kneecaps. Good night. We'll call." Deucalion said before starting the car. "Get in, Derek."
"Bye." Derek tried to hug Stiles.
"We're not at the hugging stage yet." Stiles said and stopped him.
"Right. Sorry. Later." Derek said and got in the car with Duke and Peter.
"Does he hate me or something?" Isaac asked. Referring to Derek.
"Nah, he just takes time to adjust to new people." Stiles explained.
"Really? You sure it's not because we're dating?" Isaac asked.
"Impossible. I haven't told them." Stiles said and went inside.
"Stiles." Isaac laughed.
"What? I haven't gotten around to it." Stiles pouted as he went to the kitchen.
"It's been two weeks." Isaac said.
"I know how long it's been." Stiles said. "It's not something you casually bring up at breakfast."
"You need to at some point."
Isaac said.
"I will. I promise." Stiles said.

Three Days Later.

"So...family. Derek." Stiles said.
"What the hell?" Derek asked.
"Sorry, bro. Reflex. Anyway...So, you guys remember that Isaac dude, right?" Stiles asked.
"We're familiar with him, yes." Deucalion said sarcastically.
"The interloper." Derek said.
"What about him?" Peter asked.
"We're sort of...dating? Each other." Stiles said shyly.
"I know. You turn into a giddy school boy when you talk about him__which is a lot__and you're with him when you're not with us." Deuc said.
"Peter?" Stiles asked.
"I'm fine unless he hurts you. Then I'm going to do some things you're too young and innocent to hear." Peter said darkly and sipped his mug of coffee.
"Whatever it is...I'm sure it won't be necessary. Derek?" Stiles asked.
"I call Stockholm Syndrome." Derek said. "Did he touch you?!"
"...What?" Stiles asked confused.
"Did he touch you? Make you feel unsafe? If he did anything to you__"
"Ew! No, you freak. We haven't even kissed." Stiles said.
"How do you date without kissing?" Peter asked.
"We just do. I really want to but...I'm...nervous." Stiles said.
"Are you scared of him?" Derek asked.
"No." Stiles left it at that.
"Awkward. So...Why don't you invite him to dinner? We don't know that much about him. It'll be a good opportunity to do just that." Peter said. Stiles' eyes lit up.
"Really?! That's great! Saturday night @8:00 good?" Stiles asked.
"Ask him that." Deucalion said.
"This is bitchin'!" Stiles said and punched Deuc. "Sorry. I'm gonna tell him at school. Yay! I'm out." Stiles said and ran out of the house. Tripping over his feet but kept his balance.
"Our little goofball is growing up."
Deucalion said.
"Yeah...He is." Derek said more to himself. This was something bothered Derek to his core.