Two of a Kind

Off limits

Stiles bit down on his lower lip. His breath mixing with Derek's as they stayed close.

"Why'd you break up with Theo?" Derek asked not putting any distance between him and Stiles.

Stiles swallowed thickly. He knew he'd probably regret answering but he opened his mouth anyway.

"You."

Derek's stomach fluttered at Stiles' confession. But it wasn't enough he needed more, "Why me?"

"I kept thinking about you when I was with him," Stiles hated how honest alcohol made him. Without it he would never be admitting this.

"I've been thinking about you too," Derek responded in a hushed tone, as if it was a secret he'd been sworn to keep.

Stiles leaned in, closing the gap between them once again. His mind only on feeling the man pressed against him.

His phone buzzed in his pocket then, causing Stiles to pull back reluctantly.

All the blood drained from his face as he saw his brother's name flash across the small screen.

"Spencer," Stiles answered, holding the phone to his ear.

"Hey bro, where are you? Your Class should have ended like fourty minutes ago," Spencer asked into the receiver.

"Oh, shit, is it that late? I skipped class and met up with Derek and Erica at the bar. I'll be home soon," Stiles spoke trying to ignore the guilt he felt upon hearing his brother's voice.

"Okay, be careful," Spencer answered before hanging up.

Stiles shoved his phone back in his pocket, leaning his head back against the wall.

"You okay?" Derek asked. He wasn't as close as he'd been before but there were still only a few feet between them.

Stiles' eyes met Derek's a new sense of guilt washed over him. Spencer and him had agreed Derek was off limits and Stiles had gone and made out with the guy.

"I-I...This was a mistake, I'm sorry," Stiles hurried passed Derek then.

"Stiles, wait," Derek reached for the twin but missed him as he slipped out the door.

Derek frowned at the now closed bathroom door. Why had that been a mistake? Derek's stomach now twisted with regret and hurt. He never should have been so forward. But Stiles had admitted to thinking about Derek. He kissed him, twice. Surely he felt the same way, so why was it a mistake?

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Stiles walked into the shared dorm to find Spencer with his headphones in on his laptop.

"Hey you party animal, where are Derek and Erica?" Spencer asked pulling off the headphones and turning to his brother.

"She's working the bar tonight and Derek stayed behind," Stiles answered. He'd tried to sober up some on the way home but he'd had quite a few to drink.

"How much did you have? You look a little tilty," Spencer laughed.

"A few." Stiles didn't want to tell Spencer about him breaking up with Theo. He would ask questions that Stiles didn't want to give the answers to.

"You alright?" Spencer sensed something was off, he just wasn't sure what it was.

"It's just been a stressful few days," Stiles shrugged hoping to avoid any further prying.

"You look like you could use some sleep. Why don't you head to bed," Spencer gestured to Stiles' bed.

Sleep, yes. Stiles would gladly go to bed if it meant he didn't have to tell his brother what he'd just done.