Sterek One-Shots Book One (BoyxBoy)

You're Not The One I Want

Derek and Stiles are together, Tyler and Dylan aren't.
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      Derek has no idea what happened, but when his mind defogs his uncle is standing over him while smiling uncharacteristically wide. “Get out of my face.” Derek hisses, and his uncle laughs loud and bright like Derek hasn’t heard in years. He raises his eyebrow in question, and he manages to make himself stand.

“He’s fine.” Peter calls, and Derek looks around to see most of his pack looking at him in concern.

“What happened?” Derek asks, and Peter reaches out to touch his face and Derek pulls away with a frown. He begins to look around for Stiles because the last thing he remembers he was with his boyfriend, and he finds him standing at the edge of the house. Derek smiles at him slightly, and Stiles shakes his head before walking out of the room.

Derek frowns deeply at this because Stiles never walks away from him like that, and when Derek moves to follow him but someone grabs his arm. “Just let him go, dude. We don’t want to hear it today.” Scott tells him, and Derek frowns because something is off about him. Derek doesn’t know what he is talking about, so he brushes him off to follow him. He hears Scott sigh while he leaves, and he chases after Stiles.

He stops suddenly when his house is broken in half, and the rest almost looks like a movie set. Derek stops to look around confused, but he just rushes after Stiles to find him talking to his father in hushed whispers. His father has his hand on Stiles’ shoulder, and they appear deep in conversation so Derek waits. John looks to see Derek waiting, and his jaw clenches. Derek frowns because he thought that he and John are friends, and something just isn’t right.

John pats Stiles on the shoulder, and it is weird for Derek to see him in jeans and t-shirt. Derek watches as he walks away, and he follows after Stiles. He finally manages to catch up to him, and Stiles turns to him. “What is it?” Stiles says, annoyed. Derek takes a step forward to crowd his space. “Tyler, stop. You promised to stop doing this.” Stiles hisses, and Derek freezes.

“Who the fuck is Tyler?” Derek snarls.

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Tyler wakes up feeling so comfortable that he almost doesn’t want to move until he sees a familiar arm wrapped around him. He shifts in his sleep to wake himself up some more, and he tries to remember what he did last night. When he moves to tries to get up, the arm around him tightens. “Be still.” A familiar voice whines, and Tyler stiffens.

“What are you doing?” Tyler asks, and Dylan snorts before burrowing his head into the soft material of Tyler’s shirt.

“Trying to sleep some more, it’s the weekend.” Dylan says, sleepily. Tyler huffs before turning over to get out of Dylan’s grip, and Dylan huffs in annoyance.

“No, I mean what are you doing here?” Tyler asks, and Dylan gives him a confused look while rubbing his eyes.

“Um, I live here.” Dylan says, and Tyler snorts before getting out of bed.

“Not anymore. Did you take back your key?” Tyler asks, and he looks around to see that his room looks different. It looks almost exactly like Derek’s apartment on the set, and Tyler rubs his eyes in confusion.

Dylan just laughs in surprise before laying his head back on his pillow. “What’s gotten into you, Derek?” Dylan asks, and Tyler raises his eyebrow at him while digging through his dresser to find something to put on. He digs frantically around the clothes because these are not his clothes, they look that they came off the wardrobe rack at work.