Fluffy Sterek Oneshots

Anywhere With You Is Home

Stiles, 16 and a half, only child, orphan. Wasn't the most desirable life but Stiles knew how to get by. He was almost 16 when he was walking in the woods and he found a wolf. A black wolf, with shining fur and the most beautiful green eyes. The wolf took a liking to Stiles and followed him everywhere, Stiles laughed and headed home talking to the wolf as if he was an old friend that needed to be caught up with everything. The next day Stiles took the wolf to this pet store and bought a collar, food and all the other essentials, he did get a few questionable looks but he didn't mind.

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"Hey, Wolfy!" Stiles heard the little pitter patter of claws hitting the wooden floor. Stiles turned around with a little piece of cake that the wolf was allowed to have (Stiles thanked google so much). The wolf looked at Stiles curiously and started licking his hand, Stiles giggled and told him to eat it. "Happy Birthday, my wolf."

When the plate was clean Stiles took Wolfy, (the wolf hates the name) out for a walk and pointed to where he originally met the wolf. Wolfy started running off in a different direction and no matter how much Stiles called for him Wolfy wouldn't stop. Stiles ran after him and came across a large cabin. It was dark and gloomy when Stiles opened the door.

"Hey." Stiles jumped when he turned around saw a man (very hot btw) standing there with sweatpants on. Stiles was dumbstruck. Those abs were shining in the sunlight with a layer of sweat covering them, biceps thicc as fuck, light stubble across his cheeks, eyebrows that Stiles knew he could communicate with and a smirk that Stiles (and he would never admit it) would love to either slap or kiss off. But the most noticeable thing were his eyes, they were incredibly recognisable but still Stiles couldn't sense what it was about the forest-y coloured orbs

"U-u hi, who are you? Oh this is your home, I forgot. Sorry, It's a little isolated out here, no offence, and you're the only other person out here so of course it belongs to you. Ok sorry, I can go, it's just that my wolf has run off. I can't find him, it's his birthday today... I think. I met him last year today and he is the only person, you could say, in my life that I feel close to.. Sorry, I will shut up." Stiles ended his ranting when this stranger smoothly raised an eyebrow.

The stranger chuckled and held out a hand. "I'm Derek, but you may know me as 'Wolfy'." Stiles slowly reached out and shook the guy's hand. Before the boy could say anything Derek grabbed out the collar that Stiles put on his Wolfy, put it on his neck and shifted into a full wolf.

Shining black fur as dark as night with a collar Crimson red.

Stiles knelt down on the ground and hugged his wolf. "Wait so you're like a werewolf? That's so cool! Honestly, I prefer your human form because, and I'm not going to lie, you're like gorgeous. So gorgeous, and I'm really jealous." Just as Stiles was going to continue his rant Derek ran inside and came back out in a new pair of sweats. Stiles raised his eyebrows in question and Derek pointed to where he originally shifted, there lay his old sweats and Stiles picked them up and chucked them at the man. "So you're not scared?"

"No, of course not. There is really no point so I may as well come to terms with it now instead of being overdramatic and ignoring you or whatever. So anyways were you born like this? Were you bitten? Can any werewolf turn like that or do you have to 'unlock' the power per say?" Derek started laughing lightly while shaking his head.

But before they could continue the conversation Derek and Stiles heard a long howl. Derek growled in response and ushered Stiles inside, "Give me 5 minutes." Before Stiles could reply Derek shut the door. Stiles was watching from the window when he saw a wolf with grey fur come out of the trees. Shifting into a some-what attractive guy.

"Peter, this is my territory. I am the alpha and you must respect that. You know that you can't go around killing for spor-"

"I see you found your mate, isn't he a little young for you? You are 21 but still. My my, he smells delicious. I'm unsure whether I should be proud or jealous." Before Peter could say another word Stiles watched as Derek tackled Peter to the ground, blood went everywhere and Stiles immediately ransacked Derek's cabin in search for a first-aid kit. When he found it he went outside and used his fingers to whistle as loudly as possible causing the wolfs to stop fighting.

"Derek, over here. Now." Derek walked over next to Stiles and stood there staring daggers into Peter. Peter looked smug at Derek as Stiles picked up a stick and threw it as hard as he could. Despite his Werewolf abilities Peter was unable to catch if and it cut along is shoulder and chest. "Get out of Hale Territory before I let Derek finish you off." Just as Peter was about to lunge at Stiles, Derek got in front of him and growled so low Stiles felt the vibration, Peter bared his neck in submission and ran off.

Stiles took Derek inside and just as he opened the kit he sent Derek to go and get changed, when Derek came back Stiles reached for his shirt and got it off of him. Stiles paused when he saw Derek was uninjured.

"Werewolf thing. We heal fast, can smell things so well we can even detect emotions, we can hear things so well I can hear that Peter is halfway through the territory and that your heart rate is skyrocketing. You can let your guard down, I'm not going to hurt you." He said the last part softly.

"That Peter guy said something about me being your-"

"Mate, yes. I wasn't sure when I was going to tell you. I thought I should at least get to know you first. But, is that ok. I should explain it. When you're a werewolf's mate you often feel the need to be with said werewolf, you would feel attached and connected on a whole different level. You could even say Spiritually. It's like human marriage, there is a divorce but a high chance of... never mind."

"A high chance of what?" When Derek refused to answer Stiles kissed Derek as hard but as passionate as possible. "I'd love to. Be your mate that is." Stiles hugged Derek with all his might, feeling Derek hug him back was calming and relaxing. Hearing a yawn come from the boy Derek picked him up and carried him to his bed.

"Stiles, Do you want to go home or stay here?"

"Anywhere with you is home."

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE UGHHHH ITS CHRISTMASSSSSS
sadly my sis is working and shes my secret santa so i have to wait till either new years or boxing day