Sterek

Chapter 9

Stiles P.O.V
I was back at home, lying on my bed just thinking about everything that had happened. I swear I felt like I was dying, the pain was intense and coupled with the fact that I almost lost Derek I was still reeling. But what stuck in my mind the most was the image of Derek leaning against the counter, shirtless. Despite the situation that was a sight to behold. I smiled a little just thinking about it.
'What's that little grin about?' Derek's voice came from over by the window.
I blushed, 'Wouldn't you like to know Sourwolf.' I commented as I sat up.
'Well it is a little unfair, you can get into my head any time you want and I'm left here with just being able to smell your emotions.' He replied with a grin.
'My theory is that this, whatever it is, will eventually go both ways. I think I'm just more attuned to it because of my ability with people. Also you're used to using your physical senses to understand the world around you, scents and sounds, but for me it's always been about what I sense in the more mental and spiritual sense, you know? Like people's auras and the vibes I get from them.' I explained. He nodded with a thoughtful expression on his face. It was then that I began to feel the guilt that was rolling out from him, it was subtle before but was building the more he sat there and thought. I choked from the sheer overwhelming power of the emotion and gripped my head in my hands. 'God Derek, what the hell did you do? Why the hell are you this guilty?' I groaned out and he was by my side in an instant. The second he touched me I was sucked from my own head into his.
I could almost hear his thoughts but they moved too fast for me to grab onto a single one until it all stopped moving and I heard my own voice speaking.
I guess this explains why I've felt like I was dying all day... Felt like I was...
And then Derek hearing me groan out in pain as he healed his wound.
His voice then, as clear as day, 'I'm sorry.' Before I was thrown from his mind back to my own.
I groaned as the world spun and shifted to lie down on my bed with my eyes closed.
'Stiles, are you okay?' Derek's worried voice asked me.
'I will be as soon as the world stops spinning.' I groaned out. We were quiet for a moment longer until I felt well enough to open my eyes. 'The hell just happened? And it's hardly your fault that we're connected, so you can stop feeling guilty about it.' I told him whilst turning my head to look at him.
'You were just in my head again. I could feel it this time. That was really weird.' He commented with wide eyes.
'Tell me about it, and I didn't mean to at all either. It just happened. We need to go talk to whoever it is that you think can help and soon because this is getting a little out of hand.' I looked up at my ceiling as I said this.
'As soon as we get the chance, we'll go. You should probably get some sleep, today's been stressful.' Derek suggested. I nodded my head and then dragged myself out of bed to get changed. I was too tired to go to the bathroom so I simply turned away from Derek and tugged off my clothes- replacing my jeans with some shorts and electing to leave my shirt off. Before I collapsed back on my bed. I was already half asleep when I felt Derek move me so as that I was under the covers. I barely remember holding on to his arm and tugging him so that he was lying on my bed as well before I completely passed out.
*
I woke up feeling incredibly well rested and extremely comfortable. It only took a second to realise that this was because Derek's arms were around me and holding me fast to his chest. I smiled and remained still, basking in this moment for as long as it lasted.
I ended up dozing off, only to be woken up again when Derek lightly shook me awake. 'Stiles, you have to wake up. You have school.' I groaned lowly and buried my head into his chest.
'Do I have to go, Sourwolf?' I whined. He chuckled into my ear.
'Yes Stiles, now come on, I'll give you a ride to school.' He murmured.
'Fine, let me up then Sourwolf.' He unwound his arms from around me and I reluctantly got out of bed, grabbing some clothes and walking towards the bathroom. By the time I got back to my room Derek was dressed and had made the bed, which he was currently sitting on as he waited for me. I was towel drying my hair as I walked in and I saw Derek's eyes flash towards the strip of skin visible where my shirt had rode up before he darted his eyes away. I chuckled lightly and could have sworn that he was blushing subtly.
I threw the towel into the hamper in the corner of my room and ran a hand through my hair before grabbing my backpack and slinging it onto my shoulders.
'Ready to go?' He asked me and I nodded my head before leading the way downstairs. I grabbed an apple before I left through the front door. When Derek was out as well I locked the door and then we made our way to Derek's Camaro, which was one sexy car. Derek opened the passenger door for me and then made his way to the driver's side.
He pulled out of my driveway and started to make his way towards the High School. 'I'll pick you up later if you want.' Derek stated as we pulled up at school.
'My, my Derek what will people think.' I joked and felt proud as he grinned. 'I'd love it if you picked me up. I have lacrosse practice so if you could get me after that it would be great.'
'Sure thing. Have a good day and try to avoid trouble.' He said.
'Not possible, bye Derek.' I replied as I hopped out of his car and headed into hell.
*
As I was getting changed in the locker room for Lacrosse practice Scott was grilling me about Derek.
'God Scott, he dropped me off this morning why is it such a big deal?' I exclaimed.
'Dude why did he drop you off? Was he at your house last night?' He demanded with his eyes wide as he came to a sudden realisation.
'Dude, it's not like we had sex or anything, calm your tits. He's sort of been spending the night at my place lately. But I don't even think he likes me like that.' I trailed off.
'Then you're blind.' Scott said before he shut his locker and made his way out of the room. I followed shortly after with a confused expression on my face as I thought about what Scott said.
My thoughts proved to be a great distraction and made my already terrible lacrosse skills that much worse. To top it all off, I could sense that Derek was watching. I didn't look, I didn't have to, I knew he was sitting on the bleachers watching and that made everything so much worse. After an hour of Coach being an all around tyrant I escaped back to the locker room where I took a much needed shower and then with a towel slung around my waist and another in my hand as I dried my hair I walked back to my locker where I found Derek leaning against said locker. I stopped dead and looked at him before glancing around at the other guys who were still getting changed- most of which were shooting looks at Derek before glancing away again.
'Any particular reason you're here or is it just for the view?' I sassed as I moved towards him.
'I mean the view is pretty good but I actually came here to see if you were okay.' He replied, before moving off of my locker to sit on the bench.
'And asking me that couldn't have waited until I got in the car?' I replied as I opened up my locker before grabbing my underwear and putting them on without removing my towel.
'Not really, you were distracted and I could tell that something was wrong so I was worried, sue me.' He replied. I sighed as I let the towel drop before pulling on my jeans before spinning to face him.
'I'm fine.' I told him. He looked up at me with his head tilted to the side. God that's adorable, that's practically the Derek equivalent to puppy dog eyes. 'Oh come on, don't look at me like that.'
'Like what?' He questioned.
'Like that,' I gestured with my hand. 'It's like... ugh.' I spun away from him and started rooting through my locker whilst mumbling under my breath, 'Fucking werewolf managing to look adorable.' I could hear him laughing from behind me and realised that I had totally forgotten about the super hearing thing. Pulling my deodorant from my locker I turned back around.
'Let's pretend that you didn't just hear that and move on shall we?' I suggested.
'Oh sure, for now. And liar- you are not fine.' His face became more serious as he spoke. I continued to get dressed and when I finally had a shirt on I answered him.
'It's nothing for you to worry about Sourwolf, I was just thinking about something Scott said. And please don't go interrogating him to find out what he said either, if I want you to know or need you to know I'll tell you myself.' As I was speaking I pulled on socks and shoes.
'How do you know that I would've went to Scott?' He looked mildly offended. I grinned at him as I gathered up my stuff. Once I was ready I pulled him off the bench.
'Other than the fact that I know you, Sourwolf, it's exactly what I would've done.' I replied as I tugged him from the room by the hand. Realising what I was doing I let go of his hand as we left the locker room.
'Great minds think alike and all that.' Derek said. 'Do you want to know what the guys were saying about us?' He grinned when I nodded in reply. 'Most of them wanted to know who I was, some were wondering about how you knew me, Danny was proud of you for getting a guy who, and these are his words, was that hot. And Jackson wants to know what I see in you. Scott was strangely quiet but smelled... smug?'
'Sounds about right. Although I'm surprised that there weren't more of them who were commenting on how hot you are- I'm almost positive that at least three guys in there are gay and another few are bi.' He nodded in response to this. By this point we had reached his car and got inside.
'I figure that we could go talk to that guy, figure this thing out.' Derek mentioned.
'Sure thing, let's do that.' I replied.