Bond

One Shot

Stiles rushes through the door angrily and screaming. He slams the door hard just before Derek can come in. But of course, his werewolf boyfriend is smart enough to go through the window whereas Stiles is stupid enough to not lock it. With so much supernatural and danger happening you'd think he'd realize that leaving the window open is stupid but no of course not.

Derek looks tired and he's body looks like it's about to give up. He slowly reaches for Stiles, but Stiles flinches. Derek's eyes were filled with hurt for a second before it becomes blank again.

"What do you want me to do?" he whispers weakly.

"I want you... no... I need you to trust me! Why can't you do that huh Derek? How many times do I have to tell you that you're not alone in this kind of shit! You have Scott, the pack and ME! YOU HAVE ME!" Stiles say angrily, punching Derek on the chest.

"I didn't want you to worry. It's nothing. I just..."

"And you think me finding out while trying to figure out the next password for the dead poll, who by the way, are people who are dead or about to die, is YOU, won't make me worry?"

"Stiles..."

"I think you should go."

"Please...just let me ..."

"No. Derek. I saved your ass so many times. I held you up on that goddamn pool for hours and I didn't even love you then! If you can't trust me to even take care of you or to help you then maybe we shouldn't do this." Stiles voice cracks at end and his lips trembles. Tears are fighting to escape his eyes and he feels like his legs are about to break. He doesn't look at Derek, he closes his eyes and tries to control his breathe.

Derek wanted to touch him, to tell him that he loves him and he's for sure that if he still has his scent then he can probably feel the same pain he feels right now on Stiles. "Okay. I'll just..." He jumps out the window before he can finish and he ran for the woods.

Stiles fell to the floor and cried. After a few hours, a cramped ass and two panic attacks, Stiles finally fell asleep. He was woken up by his phone ringing and vibrating angrily on his pocket. He curses the universe.

"What?" he mumbles.

"Stiles? Please tell me that Derek is there with you right now!" Scott says from the other end of the line, panicking and out of breathe.

"Scott... what's happening?" Stiles says, ignoring the pounding of his heart and the sick feeling on his stomach.

"Is he there Stiles?!" the alpha screams.

"Scott... no... we had a fight. I ..." Scott curses from the other line and Stiles was trying so hard to ignore his brain that is saying Derek is in danger.

"Stiles, are you sitting?"

"Why do I need to be sitting? Scott, what the hell is happening? I need you to tell me now or I swear on our friendship I will tell you everything about my sex life and I will stop listening to you talk about Kira and her fucking everything. So tell me now!" He feels out of breathe.

"I can't feel him. "

"What?" He asks confused.

"The pack bond Stiles. I can't feel him."

"What do you- oh." Stiles was speechless and he swears his heart exploded into millions of pieces. The phone dropped and another panic attack happens. After a couple of minutes or more, Scott was already beside him trying to calm him down.

"Come on, Stiles, calm down. Breathe with me. Please... just... breathe. 1..2.." Stiles follows Scott's order and finally his breathe settles down.