Suffer Well (Sterek)

Dinner

Derek was helping Laura cut vegetables when Dominic walked in.

"Oh, Derek, I haven't seen you all day, Stiles stopped by this morning," Dominic said plopping down at the dinner table.

Derek paused mid carrot slice.

"He wanted to let you know he'd made it through the night, he would've text, but he left his phone at home. He had a long night dealing with Scott. He's smart though, he used a dog whistle and spray bottle of wolfsbane laced water," Dominic smiled at his younger brother.

Derek gripped the chopping knife.

"Oh by the way, I invited him to dinner, he should be here shortly," Dominic added. He knew Derek would be annoyed by that.

"You what?" Derek demanded slamming the knife down.

"Derek," Laura said in a warning tone, "Dominic, you really shouldn't invite Derek's friends over without telling him."

"Stiles is not my friend, and he's not going to be," Derek growled.

"I don't think he knows that," Dominic pointed out, "Look, he had a few questions, we talked a bit, I really like him, and Amora was right, he's gorgeous," Dominic gauged his brother's reaction.

Derek only rolled his eyes with a large huff.

At that moment the doorbell sounded.

"I'll get it, you're busy," Dominic said standing.

Dominic opened the front door to see Stiles with his hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans. Dominic allowed his eyes to rake over Stiles. He looked great. He wore a red plaid shirt over a black t shirt. Red was definitely his color. His hair was in a neat disarray on his head and his once tired eyes were bright and a beautiful shade of whiskey brown.

"Stiles, you look..." Dominic smirked thinking of the right word.

"Rested? Less walking dead? I took a nap," Stiles chuckled.

"I was gonna say stunning, but rested works too," Dominic answered with a grin.

Stiles' cheeks flushed a bit as he stepped inside, "Oh, uh, thanks."

"Stiles, good to see you again," Laura said from the stove.

"Hey, Laura," Stiles smiled at the oldest Hale. "Hey, Derek," Stiles nodded at the werewolf who was currently washing his hands.

Derek turned with a huff towards the human, "Stiles."

Just then Cora and Amora walked in.

"Hey, Lore, what's for dinner?" Cora asked before pausing, "Stiles?"

"Hey," Stiles smiled at the sisters.

"Derek, you didn't tell us you invited Stiles over for dinner," Amora said excitedly. This was a big deal.

"I didn't," Derek said shooting his brother a glare.

"I did," Dominic said putting an arm around Stiles' shoulders and leading him to the table.

"You?" Amora asked, she looked genuinely upset.

"Stiles, can I get you something to drink?" Dominic asked, ignoring his sister.

"Water's fine," Stiles answered, gnawing on his bottom lip.

"So last night was that friend of yours' first full moon, how'd it go?" Cora asked intrigued, sitting down at her spot at the table.

Derek listened as Stiles relayed the story. It was impressive that he had managed to keep Scott from hurting anyone, but it was reckless, the way he'd done it.