Stiles' POV
Maybe what I did was a bad idea. Whatever. I've done a lot of things that I knew were bad ideas but this one I don't regret.
Actually, that's a lie. I didn't regret it until Derek pulled away and Miguel chuckled. "Take it outside, boys. This is a civilized pack of wolves. They'll tear you apart, but they use their silverware to do it."
Oh, the irony of that statement. I'd laugh if not for the expression on Derek's face. Bitterness, regret, disgust, even hatred.
I'm fucked.
Derek nods slowly, and drags me by my shirt collar down the stairs, outside, and into the jeep. We sit in silence for a nerve-wracking minute as I wonder what to say for an adequate apology.
"I'm sorry, I totally overstepped my boundaries. We were pretending and I got carried away." I say, and Derek shakes his head.
"You did nothing wrong. You were just pretending. I'm the one who should apologize." Derek's hands make fists in his lap.
I'm confused. If I did nothing wrong, what did he do?
"What do you mean?" I ask, and Derek worries his bottom lip between his teeth, bringing heat to my cheeks and my...... Well, let's just say the most private region of my body.
"At least you didn't delude yourself into thinking it was real." Derek mumbles.
I'm...... shocked to say the least. Derek wants it to be real too?
"Uh, yeah, Derek, I did. I really do kind of want it to be real. But why would you want someone like me?" I reply. Derek's eyes narrow in confusion.
"I don't understand what you mean. Why wouldn't I want you to-?" Derek took a shaky breath. "To be my... boyfriend. You're my best friend, Stiles. You're intelligent, funny, unbelievably attractive." I look at him doubtfully. Unbelievably annoying? I could believe that. But attractive?
"Stiles, don't you get it? For good or for bad, I like you. Hell, I'd even go so far as to say I'm in love with you. I love the way you're always worrying about your dad, even if you're in mortal danger. Although, sometimes I wish you'd worry about yourself more. I love the way you help Scott, and the rest of the pack, and me, in every way you can. I love the way you always have an idea in your head. Most of all, I love that you can show mercy. I'm still learning to do that."
I've had enough of this talking. I lean over, pulling Derek in by the shirt, and kiss him.
It's real this time.
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Just Friends
FanfictionA cute, fluffy Sterek fic. Derek needs to check a building for the scent of the alpha pack. Unfortunately, the building has very tight security. A perfect opportunity comes for him in the form of Stiles' cousin (the real Miguel.) However, Stiles can...
