Finally they got home and Stiles pulled the car into Derek's garage. Luckily for Stiles Derek woke up when the car stopped because he had never tried nor wanted to wake a sleeping werewolf.
" Stiles I'm going to need your assistance a little bit more before you head to bed," Derek slurred sleepily
Derek grabbed his bags and headed to him room and Stiles followed behind him. Derek pointed to a pair of grey sweatpants in his room.
" Hand me those and I'm going to need a glass of water." Stiles nodded and headed down stairs.
Stiles went back up to his room wondering what he need the water for but decided to mind his own business. He grabbed the glass and a pill the size of a button on a remote. He threw it down his throat and chased it with water.
" Stress."
" Excuse me sir?"
" It's a stress pill, I know I'm only twenty-four, but running a company causes a lot of stress."
" I can understand sir, sleep well."
" Goodnight Stiles, and drop the sir you make me feel older and taking this pill already does."
Stiles chuckled at his words because a man of his stature and physique can never look old.
Stiles changed into his superman pjs and headed for his pretty comfy butler room. He's never considered himself a butler but he assumed it was ok now.
When he walked into his room he noticed everything was different.
The room had been decorated in Mets things and with different types of Batman and Spider-Man posters and cool gifts. He thought he was in Heaven until he saw a bag of Hot Cheetos and under it a DVD of Gabriel Iglesias new tour. A card was attached.
Dear Stiles,
I thank you for showing me your life and your family and friends. I thought over these last couple of days and decided I should do something nice for you. So I had Peter pull all of these things I ordered offline up in your room. The Hot Cheetos were just my special gift cause I know you like them. We can watch the Fluffy DVD whenever you want. You might also want to check your bank account. Thanks again for being great.
Much Thanks,
Derek Hale
Stiles screeched and fell to the floor, overcome with joy he blacked out.
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At Your Service.
FanfictionStiles needs to pay off the one hundred thousand dollars that was given to him by Peter Hale for his college funds. The thing is he would have been used for unspeakable things but Mr.Hale, Peter's twenty-four year old nephew, decided to make him his...
