Red Riding Hood

Chapter Seven

Stiles and Derek had more dates the following month and Stiles wanted to up their relationship. He was the one to take the first step in the right direction.

Their first kiss was on Stiles' couch. It was just a peck but Derek's cheeks lite up like Christmas anyway. He smiled sheepishly all of the way home and hugged Stiles, pecking him on the lips again when they arrived at his loft.

Stiles was happy that he made the choice. It was the right time. He was taking things slowly with Derek. A dinner here, movie night there. He didn't want to startle the man or push him away in any fashion. Then one night Stiles asked Derek to stay over.

Derek looked down at his sneakered feat with a hesitant expression. "I think I would like that." Derek looked back up, determination playing across his face.

"Okay." Stiles took Derek's hand and kissed the top of it, smiling as he did so.

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After watching a movie and eating dinner it was late and time for bed. Derek hesitated and looked towards Stiles expectingly.

"So, do you want to take the bed and I'll take the couch... or maybe I can..." Stiles was unsure what to do. He had Derek where he wanted him but he didn't know what to do about it.

"We can both," Derek said in a small voice. Then in a more confident tone, "We can both take the bed... if you- if you want to, that is."

Stiles' eyes lite up and looked at Derek. "Yeah," he nodded. "That would be great." Stiles smiled, dimples practically popping out of his cheeks.

They awkwardly slid into Stiles' bed, both on their separate edges, being carful not to touch the other. A few minutes passed in the darkness of Stiles' room before Stiles whispered into the dark.

"Derek?"

"Stiles?"

"Are you asleep?"

"...No," Derek responded.

"Okay," Stiles said.

Another minute went by and Derek slid his leg over to Stiles' and ran his foot up the hairy mans leg. Stiles giggled under his breath and flexed his toes against Derek in response. They continued to get closer and closer until Derek was wrapped up in Stiles' warmth.

That's how they fell asleep. Snuggled against each other and breathing the same air. It was nice and they both slept through the night peacefully.

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The next day they woke up and laughed at how disheveled the other was. Derek's hair was crazy, standing up in odd places and flat in others. Stiles had a drool stain that lead down his cheek to his shirt. Derek thought it was cute.

They took showers, individually, Stiles was afraid to push Derek too hard yet. While Derek was taking his shower Stiles drove to the local diner and picked up breakfast. The only good thing about a small town was the food.

Derek was sitting in the kitchen when Stiles got back to his house. He was texting on his phone and set it down to greet Stiles.

"Who was that?" Stiles asked.

"Laura. Cora let it slip that I was staying the night with you and now Laura's worried that I've done something that I'm going to regret." Derek looked down at the end and shuffled his feet slightly.

"Well, did you do something that you should be regretful for?"

Derek looked up, worriedly. "No! Of course not. I liked staying here. It was nice and fun." He gave Stiles a thin lipped smile and sighed. "It was really nice, actually."

"Good. I'm glad that you have enjoyed yourself."

The conversation lightened up after that and the couple ate their breakfast. Derek went home shortly after and Stiles was left alone.

He thought about Derek and was glad that he was happy but he knew he wasn't fully satisfied yet. Stiles was just going to have to work harder to find what pleased Derek.

A/N: Sorry that this is a shorter chapter but Derek's finally coming around and soon we'll find out more about his past and how the future is going to change because of it. :)