The bet - Sterek, Scisaac, Thiam

Hot chocolate isn't coffee!

*Stiles POV*

Derek came back upstairs with a cup of what smells like hot chocolate. Funny, I thought I requested coffee. I mean, I am pretty much paralyzed because I am shivering so much but apparently that means I can't have my coffee. He walked over to the bed, putting the mug on the bedside table. He looked at me and saw the frown on my face. I WANTED COFFEE!

"Stiles, you need your rest," Derek complained.

I knew he was right. I was in no position to argue and I know I should be grateful for the delicious-smelling hot chocolate. No, I am not going to give in. I love it when the big, scary Derek Hale shows his soft side; it is so adorable. 

I tried to sit up but failed miserably. Derek came and sat down on the bed. He put his arm underneath my back and pushed me up into a sitting position. He was forced to hold me there because I could not carry the little weight I had. He reached for my hot coca and helped me hold it in my hands. I felt the heat of the beverage but it didn't seem to warm me up until his fingers covered mine. The heat transferred across my fingers, then my arms and deposited into the rest of my body. I felt relaxed, safe and most importantly, loved. I took a sip of the hot chocolate but it didn't seem to warm my body as much as the contact did.

"Derek?" I whispered so quietly that I would be surprised if a werewolf could hear me. 

"Yeah?" He replied, also in a soft tone. It caused me to relax even more. I knew I could trust him.

"The hot chocolate isn't helping my erm - my condition," I explained.

"Does anything warm you up?" Derek asked sounding very concerned.

"One thing," I answered.

"What?"

"How is this related?" I asked. I could feel my heartbeat increasing. I didn't want the mighty Derek Hale to know that he is the only thing that warms my body. Being helpless is one thing, being embarrassed as well as making the atmosphere awkward is another. I didn't want him to never talk to me again so I decided to try and change the subject.

"So, how was your weekend?" I questioned, sounding as cheerful as possible.

"Stiles!" Derek growled, using that tone that your parents use when they know that your hiding something.

"What?!" I shrugged innocently.

"What warms you up?" He firmly asked.

"Y-you," I mumbled.

He removed the mug from my hands and helped me lie down again. I expected him to walk out the door, but instead he came under the duvet and spooned me. His head dug into the crook of my neck and I swear I heard him purr a little. It relaxed all my muscles and I quickly fell asleep.

*Scott POV*

I had to find Isaac. I felt like it was all my fault. He shifted. He ran. He ran from me. The wolf I love ran away from me. Great going, Scott. 

I sniffed around, trying to find his scent. After a while, I found his trail. He was heading to Deaton's. If that is the case, Isaac must have some sort of control because he was heading in the direction he told me he was going. Actually, the place he told Derek. I felt my wolf trying to come out as my emotions flew with jealousy. I tried to tell myself that that only happened because they are alpha and beta, a relationship I have with Liam. The 'kid' who is like a son to me. He was one of my anchors because of how I want to be a role model to him. The pup looked up to me and I couldn't let him down, definitely not to something so petty like this. I had to prove to him that I could keep control, like the true alpha I was meant to be. If I wasn't a good alpha to him, then I was sure as hell not a good alpha to Isaac.

*Liam POV*

I knew that it was my fault that Stiles was like this, my fault that Derek and Theo had to care for us. I mean, Derek probably didn't care that he had to babysit Stiles because I am pretty sure that the alpha was attracted to the human but Theo probably hated looking after me. I feel like a burden. I didn't want him to do something that he didn't want to do.

"Theo? You awake?" I asked in hope of a response.

"Yeah," He replied.

I turned around to see Theo lying on the other side of the king-sized bed. He looked adorable in the dark. I mentally shook my head for thinking of stuff that I shouldn't. I mean, Theo doesn't like guys, does he?

"You can go if you want," I told him.

"Why on Earth would I want to do that?" He questioned, extremely confused.

"I just thought-"

"Thought what?"

"That you didn't want to, you know, look after me."

"Liam..." He replied sympathetically.

I wiped a tear. Theo saw it. I saw the face he makes when he is struggling on a decision. I was about to turn back around but then he moved closer to me. He squeezed me into a hug. I just sobbed into his chest. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. I mean, yes, I was in a lot of pain but that wasn't it. I finally realised that I had a massive crush on Theo and I couldn't deal with him caring for me like this. I wanted us to be something much more then we already are and me being in this condition is just making it worse. He has to look after me, it is his duty as a pack member. 

"What's wrong Liam?" Theo asked.

I pulled away and turned my body so that my back was facing him.

"Liam, you can't ignore me!" He complained.

I couldn't talk to him, I needed Mason...

Hi guys. Thank you so much for 45 reads. I am really excited for the next chapter because something very interesting is going to happen. Thank you guys for reading and see ya next time. Bye!

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