Bed Of Ashes A Teen Wolf AU (Sterek/Sciles/Stisaac)(boyxboy)

Stay

Stiles did the only rational thing he could. That was stalking. This was the rational thing for him, not normal, but when your heart is on the line it doesn’t matter. Stiles thought of the first person he could that would have Derek’s number; Allison. Stiles pressed 2 on his speed dial and waited for Allison to answer. It felt as if each ring grew longer and slower after each one until she finally answered.

“What’s up? It’s kind of late.” Stiles pulled the phone from his ear to look at the time, it was 11:25.

“Um, sorry. Do you know Derek’s number?”

“No. Erica might have it though. She’s friends with Lydia. Why?”

“Never mind. Don’t worry about it.”The last thing he needed was Derek’s ex girlfriend involved in his future love life.

“Are you sure? Why do you need it? You’ve been acting stranger than usual.”

“Don’t worry Al. It’s nothing.”

“If you say so. One more thing, don’t call me Al.”

“Night Al!” Stiles hung up and looked from his phone to Scott.

“So? “ Scott questioned.

“No way. I’m not going through his ex just to call him. I’ll just see him in the morning.”

“Alright. If you say so lover boy.” Scott stood up and opened the trunk he was leaning against and pulled out a sleeping bag and a few extra blankets.

“What are you doing?” Scott stood with his arms filled with pillows and blankets.

“It’s almost midnight. My mom turns the alarm on at 11 and she thinks I’m tucked in bed all safe and sound.” Scott laid out the blankets and then found a comfortable spot on the floor. Stiles stood by the door waiting for something, he just wasn’t sure what. An invitation? Something telling him that he and Scott were okay. Scott lifted the blanket.

“Stay with me?”

Stiles grinned and kicked off his shoes. He turned off the lanterns that lit the fort and crawled into the blankets next to Scott who wrapped his arms around Stiles waist and Stiles snuggled in close. Scott breathed Stiles in. They hadn’t spent this much time together since they started High School and the world started to lose the magic of youth and he missed it. That happens when you grow up. Stiles started to become more insecure and Scott was chasing girls. Scott spoke into Stiles hair.

“I miss this.”

“Me too.”

“Stiles smiled and Scott pulled Stiles in closer and kissed the back of his head. Stiles didn’t care, it was just Scott, his best friend. They both closed their eyes, they were drifting.

[Present]

Stiles could feel his eyelids growing heavy. He hadn’t slept well for days. He did his best to fight the temptations of sleep, he would not be silenced.

“Stiles? Are you okay?” Parrish could see how exhausted Stiles had become.

The room seemed duller than before. More shadows loomed over the walls, they were closing in. Stiles rubbed his eyes. He yelled at himself Wake up. Wake up! WAKE UP!

“Do you need anything? Are you thirsty? Hungry?”

“How about some redbull and an adderall?” Parrish smiled at the remark.

“How about some water and a hamburger?”

“I guess I could live with that.”

Almost by magic a few minutes later another police officer walked into the room with a bottle of water and the best smelling burger Stiles nose ever had the pleasure of sniffing. The officer placed it in front of Stiles. It confirmed Stiles suspicion that he and Parrish were being watched. Stiles didn’t bother looking up at the dark eyes that peered down at him. That judged him. He reached for the plastic bottle and twisted off the cap and put the bottle between his lips. For a moment he had to force the water down and then with little effort Stiles drank most of the contents in a breath. Then without stopping he grabbed the food in front of him and started taking large bites over filling his mouth.

Officer Deucalion had no interest in this kid. He was just another spoiled rich kid, who could get away with murder. He snatched the bottle and walked back out of the room. He put the bottle in a plastic bag and sent it away to be tested for DNA. Then they wouldn’t have to listen to any more of this kids bull shit story.

“Are you sure that you’re okay?” Parrish asked after Stiles had shoved the rest of the food into his mouth. Stiles felt a little better after getting food into his body but he also wanted to fall asleep and not wake up for a very long time.

“You wanted me to call you Jordan right?”

“Yeah. If that makes you more comfortable.”

“If you trust me enough with your first name. Then you have to trust me.”

It was funny. Really. Parrish never thought of offering your first name as a form of trust, he never thought he would believe this kid either, believe in this him, but he did. The way Stiles spoke was a calming. It pulled Parrish in and he felt comfortable.

“We both know where the story is leading. I said yes.”

[Flashback]

Derek grabbed Stiles around the waist and spun him around in a circle. Stiles turned a light shade of red as people passed them by in the hallway.

“I think this is my second favorite day ever!” Derek beamed. Stiles took a step back scrunching up his face questioning Derek.

“What’s the first?”

“The day I met you.” Stiles smiled and look down at his feet to hide his blushing face.

“Flattery will get you nowhere.”

Derek placed his hands on Stiles cheeks and lifted his head back up. Stiles looked up from the ground and into Derek’s dark eyes, they were beautiful but something else, something Stiles couldn’t figure out. The bell rang knocking Stiles out of his trance.

“I gotta go to class. I’ll see you at lunch.”

Derek leaned down and kissed Stiles then ran off. Stiles placed a finger on his lips and grinned. It was easy to ignore the people who watched them because he didn’t just kiss anyone, he kissed Derek. Something about Derek that no one could deny was that Derek Hale was popular. His charm was enough that everyone loved him. He could do no wrong, he was the school. He could do what he wanted, say what he wanted, and love who he wanted and no one would bat an eye.

“Stiles let’s go!” Scott yelled from the end of the hall. Stiles hurried after Scott to first period.