just a bunch of Sterek fluff (oneshots?)

his Fiancé

Stiles POV

S= Stiles
D = Derek
I =Isaac

I stare at my phone, It's been 3 months since the love of my 'never met him for real' life last texted me, I fumbled over his name before finally clicking on it

S: I miss you

I texted simply before sliding my phone away to continue my drawing, a few hours later and I'm checking my phone again

D: Sorry, I got in a bit of trouble and ended up in a come

S: What!! What happened!?

D: well funny story, I fell over and git my head on the coffee table, I guess I hurt more then I realised because I ended up in a coma for almost 3 months

S: jeez! Will you be careful, you alright now though right?

D: yeah, haha don't worry

S: uh huh, I will worry and you can't stop me

D: you shouldn't

I frowned at the text before continuing my drawing as I thought about him being hurt and what I'd do, never knowing if he's alright or not

S: do me a favour

I quickly typed out before hopping down the stairs for food, smiling as a message pinged through while the bacon was cooking

D: what's the favour, I'll consider it maybe

S: give my number to one of your friends

D: what.... why?

Was replied almost instantly I frowned and finished my food before taking it upstairs to text back

S: because... just do it please, If anything happens to you I want to know

D: Stiles I don't think that's a good idea

S: Listen Der, I don't want you getting hurt, I can't be there to protect you and I want to know if your safe what if you get seriously injured, you know how my mind runs, I'd probably go thinking you died somewhere alone!

D: that's not going to happen

S: please Der

D: alright, alright...

I didn't know what to text after that, I bit my lip nervously as I stared at my phone was he really going to give it to someone, then my phone pinged again showing a picture of a chat with my number on it

D: Izzy, this number 046******** if ever I get injured tell them *eyeroll*

I couldn't help but smile slightly at the message

I: sure but who is it

D: I'll explain later

S: thank you! Promise one more thing

D: hmm?

S: next time you're over tell me

D: sure

S: gnight der-bear

D: good night Stiles

That was the last message we shared with each other for the past 3 years, as much as it worried me I tried not to let it get to me, I was sat in my house with Erica, Lydia and Scott when my phone pinged and the only three people I spoke to where in the room with me staring at the TV so my mind did the usual like it did 3 years ago and couldn't help but wonder if it was him, grabbing my phone and opening it to a text from an unknown number, I frowned