I Would Fake Forever With You(Sterek)

Six

Stiles woke the next morning with a minimal hangover. The last time he got any kind of drunk it had not been on wine. He forgot how quick fruity alcohol got to him. He and Derek had finished off both bottles effortlessly.

Despite him being tipsy, Stiles had managed to keep from making a fool of himself. They mostly talked about things most people talked about in order to get to know each other, Family, friends, hobbies, childhood pets, or in Derek's case the lack thereof. That had led back into the many things Derek's family didn't approve of. Cathedral for one. How anyone could dislike that cat was beyond Stiles. As someone who was predominantly a dog person, he adored Cathedral. Between Stiles' love of Derek's cat and the many glasses of wine, Derek had asked Stiles for a favor.

"Hey, I have a random favor to ask..." Derek set his empty wine glass down. "I have an earlier shift tomorrow than normal. Erica asked me to cover her last three hours. Cathedral usually eats around that time. I can feed him earlier but then he tends to throw up in the middle of the night. The vet says his digestive system is messed up from being starved as a kitten so he has to be on a strict schedule. If I gave you a key to my apartment would you pop over and feed him around six o' clock? If you're not busy of course."

Stiles raised a brow, "You'd trust me with a key to your apartment?"

"Well there's nothing worth stealing in here and I know where you live," Derek shrugged with a laugh.

"Fair point. Yeah, I'd be happy to swing by and feed him," Stiles reached out and scratched the sleeping cat's head.

Stiles stared at his ceiling and let out a sigh. He'd had such a nice time last night. They had parted with a promise to do it again soon, but Stiles feared he'd find himself in too deep. He'd love being friends with Derek but after last night his little crush had grown into so much more. Respect, adoration, attraction in every way possible. Of course, Derek was straight, so he didn't have a chance in hell.

The last time he fell for a straight guy it had ended poorly. An agent at the academy, Matt. Stiles had ended up with a sexual harassment complaint because he'd told the him he looked nice in red. Apparently gay guys couldn't compliment other guys without being inappropriate. Thankfully his boss threw out the complaint, but it had pissed Stiles off and made him weary of befriending straight men with phobias.

Derek hadn't seemed to be that type of guy though. Stiles recalled Derek mentioning his youngest brother being married to a guy so he was sure Derek wouldn't mind him being gay. It was then that Stiles realized that he didn't even tell Derek. It hadn't really come up. Past relationships had been mentioned briefly but Stiles had been in no mood to discuss his last relationship. Things were still rocky if he was being honest. It had been barely a month.

Stiles rolled over then burying his head in his pillow to try and push the memories of Theo out of his head. A shower, that would help.

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Derek reached the elevator just as it opened to reveal Stiles. They often ran into each other at the elevator.

"Nice meeting you, Stiles," A blonde guy in basketball shorts, a tank top and converse smiled, giving Stiles a wave.

"You too," Stiles gave a dismissive wave back before flashing Derek a grin. "Hey, Derek."

"Stiles," Derek grinned in return, noticing the frown on the other man's face as the doors closed again.

"Who was that?" Derek asked, trying to hid the jealousy in his tone.

"A new guy, he apparently lives a floor up. Jake, or Blake or something, I can't remember," Stiles shrugged.