Two of a Kind

Easier

Derek tossed back another shot. He knew he should be studying but he couldn't stand to be in the dorm right now. It had been four days since Derek had talked to Stiles. The two had managed to steer clear of the other, barely even being in the same room unless at night. He missed Stiles. He missed how Stiles would listen intently to whatever Derek had to say. He missed how Stiles would ramble about some lecture he didn't agree with. He missed the way he smiled and the sound of his laugh. He missed touching him.

"So are you going to tell me why you've been sulking for three days?" Erica huffed wiping the counter of the bar.

"You've asked me every day and I've told you I'm fine," Derek faked a smile for his best friend.

"Derek, I love you, but I'm not buying it. What's going on? Did something happen between you and Stiles?" She'd only asked about him once since their lunch several days ago, but Derek had shut her down quickly.

"Erica, please," Derek sighed. The last person he wanted to talk about was Stiles.

"I haven't seen you like this since Elijah," Erica pressed. She hated seeing him so upset.

Derek bowed his head. She wasn't going to give up.

"Well?" The blonde could sense Derek about to give in.

"I think I love him," Derek said in a quiet tone, his eyes set on his empty shot glass.

"What?" Erica blinked at him.

"I know it doesn't make sense. I've only known him a few months but..." Derek trailed off, "He's everything I've wanted in someone. He listens to me and not only listens but pays attention. He can read me and knows when to say what. He can make me laugh and roll my eyes. He's shy at first, but once you get to know him he can be outgoing and fun. He doesn't judge me for being me. And he made me feel something during sex I've never felt before," Derek sighed out.

"You slept with him?" The blonde gaped at Derek. She clearly hadn't been expecting that.

"Oh shit, forget I said anything please," Derek begged. Stiles would kill him if he found out Derek had told Erica.

"When did this happen?" Erica threw her hands up.

"A few nights ago. Spencer was out and we were alone and..."Derek trailed off.

"I can't believe you didn't tell me," The blonde slapped Derek playfully with a napkin.

"I was supposed to pretend it didn't happen," Derek dropped his eyes back to his glass.

"I'm guessing that has something to do with Spencer?"

Derek only nodded. He was growing to resent Spencer. He knew it wasn't directly his fault, but if he wasn't so selfish all the time maybe Stiles would actually allow himself to be happy.

"So Stiles and Spencer both like you?" Erica asked for clarification.

Derek nodded again, not looking up.

"And now Stiles feels guilty because you like him back," Erica guessed the rest.

"He says it's not fair to Spencer," Derek sighed, still not looking up from his glass.

"So he just slept with you and then what? Threw you aside?" The blonde was suddenly pissed. What gave Stiles the right?

"No, we both had agreed to stay friends and then we were alone, and we got carried away. Spencer is really important to Stiles. I don't want to do anything to come between them. I should have respected Stiles' wishes to stay friends. We're both at fault," Derek didn't want Erica to blame Stiles. He didn't.