Little Do They Know

😭Mine😭

🤪 I'm back 😂
And I'm not writing smut 🤭

It had been 2 weeks since the first night Derek snuck into Stiles room through his bedroom window.

He had done it almost ever night after after that, yet they haven't gotten around to talking about what exactly is happening between them. So far it's just been a bunch of make out sessions and occasional sex, but every morning when Stiles woke up he was alone in bed missing his SourWolf.

It was the 7th time he woke up to an empty bed and if Stiles was being honest, he hated it. So that night he kept his window locked and put on a movie. When he heard the tapping on his window he tried, he tried so hard, not to pay attention to it but in the end he got up and walked over to his window sill dragging his feet.

He stopped in front of it and looked at the Wolf waiting for him to slide the glass up for him to climb through, Stiles just stood there with his arms crossed glaring at Derek.

"Umm. Stiles? Are you gonna let me in?"

"No."

He saw the flash of hurt that washed over Dereks features before returning to his normal bitch face.

"Why not?"

"Because I'm not in the mood to have sex and then wake up in the morning to an empty bed again!" He didn't mean for it to come out as it did, he didn't understand how truly upset he was until now.

"Please. Stiles. I want to talk about this, about us."

The smaller of the two rolled his eyes but unlocked the window anyway and walked back to his bed knowing that Derek could bring his werewolf ass inside on his own.

"What do you want Derek?" Auburn brown eyes met forest green ones in an intense stare, of looks could kill Derek would be on the ground right now.

Derek took a small step towards Stiles . But remained silent.

"You're either here to make out and leave again or you're here to actually show some kind of human-like emotion, and I highly doubt it's the latter."

He took another step forward, still not speaking.

"Oh my god Derek just say something!"
Stiles jumped up and not even a second later the were had his arms wrapped around his waist and his face slotted into the crook of the vampires neck. It was amazing how much of a perfect fit it was, it's like Stiles neck was mad for Derek to just stick his nose in it.

Derek let out a low growl emitting from his chest, which sounded fairly close to something predatory, when he finally spoke the word he uttered had Stiles' whole body shuddering and his eyes closing.

"Mate"

Derek began placing chaste kisses along his neck and Stiles was- oh my god- he was purring. He was fucking purring!

And it didn't stop there. No! Derek had to say one more thing that had Stiles practically melting in his arms.

"Mine"

🤭 Have fun with that one ✌🏼