Spn And TW One Shots Book 1 (CLOSED)

A real ass part 2(Sterek)

Stiles and Derek ended up walking back to their dorm together after class. They walked quietly, neither caring to relieve the awkward silence between them.

This went of for almost two weeks. The two managed to avoid conversation as much as possible and it drove Stiles insane. He was a talker, he felt like he was going stir crazy in their room. He didn't know how much longer Stiles could handle staying in a room with Derek, but there was no way to change roommates, every other room was booked.

Stiles was trying to work on a project for his Criminal Investigations class when he snapped.

He turned to Derek with a frustrated huff, "Okay, look, I understand the importance of needing silence, but there's also importance in talking okay, and I'm a talker. I have to think out loud for this project so you're just going to have to either deal with it or go out for a few hours because my brain is going to explode. I have to have this thing solved by midnight, that's when this paper is due. I have to figure it out and write up the report and email it to Mrs. McCall by midnight and right now I don't have the slightest damn idea," Stiles threw his hands up for emphasis.

Derek looked at Stiles with surprised expression. Stiles never seemed to mind the silence before.

Derek opened his mouth to respond but Stiles continued, turning to his computer.

"This woman was shot, the ex husband and her lived together even though they'd been divorced for six months, this man has an alibi, but we're detaining him because we think we know who shot her. I have to figure out why we think he knows who shot her. So it says he was called by their maid who walked in and found her that way. She has an alibi too. The husband claims she had been depressed and suicidal in the past," Stiles stared at the paper in his hand with a frown.

Derek wasn't sure whether to respond or not. Was Stiles even talking to him anymore? Or was he thinking out loud.

"I'm missing something obvious," Stiles chewed his pen vigorously, "The man has an alibi and the maid has an alibi, we know the man didn't kill his wife, but he knows who did. When the maid called him, she told him where they had taken his wife, but was too upset to say anything else. 'They took poor mistress to St. Ann's Hospital about half an hour ago', That's all she said," Stiles stood then and started pacing.

Derek let out an audible huff, Stiles wasn't going to relax until he figured this out, "You're looking at it too hard, take a break."

"Derek, I have three hours to figure this out and write the report, I don't have time to take a break," Stiles scoffed at his roommate.

"Look, there's a party in room three twenty, go grab a drink and relax for a minute, then come back and look at it again. Ten minutes won't kill you," Derek sighed setting his book aside.

"If I go down there, they're gonna try and drag me in and make me stay like last time, I can't do that. That Theo guy lives there and he's really convincing, like really convincing, especially without a shirt on," Stiles frowned at the memory of last weeks party.

"I'll go with you," Derek said standing.

"What?" Stiles wasn't sure he'd heard right.

"I'll make sure he leaves you alone, we'll get a couple drinks and bring them back here, okay?" Derek was only slightly annoyed at the interruption in his own studying.

"I'm sorry, are you being nice to me?" Stiles narrowed his eyes at the raven haired guy.

"Let's just say I'm not a huge fan of Theo, and I could use a drink, you're pacing makes me nervous," Derek crossed his arms.

Stiles paused mid pace, "Okay."

Derek lead them down the hall to where the party was, Theo and his roommate Liam threw these parties every Friday. Anyone could show up at anytime. Stiles dropped a five dollar bill in the 'party jar' to cover the drinks they were going to snag.