Sterek Library (a03 Edition)

Paralysis

The Kanima had paralyzed both Derek and Stiles, and here they were, lying next to each other, the backs of their hands still and unmoving at their sides, though in between them only an inch of space was separating their skin. Stiles heard chaos from the other room and longed to jump up and help his friends, but he knew that the paralysis would take hours to ware off.

"D-Derek?" Stiles stuttered, eyes glancing over to Derek, who was staring at the ceiling as though it was the most interesting thing in the word.

"Yes, Stiles?" He asked, his voice tired.

"I-" Stiles stopped himself, another crash rung out and he winced. He was afraid, afraid for his friends, for his life, for Dereks.

"Stiles, what is it?" Derek pressed, still looking up.

"I'm scared."

Two minutes went by before Derek broke the silence.

"Me too."

Stiles was shocked. Derek had always seemed strong, independent and fearless. Derek was all Stiles wanted to be, and more.

"Oh."

Stiles was still staring at Derek. He had been doing that a lot lately. Been off in a daze, always looking at the Alpha. This time, though, instead of not noticing, Derek shifted his eyes and met Stiles' gaze.

"It'll be alright," He said, their eyes locked. They stayed like this for ages. The crashing from the other room was fainter now, but still audible. It sounded like they were leaving. Stiles knew his friends would come back for him, if they tried to come back now he would only slow them down.

"Can you move anything yet?" Stiles asked.

"My fingers," Derek replied, shifting his eyes to look at the ceiling again, and Stiles mimicked him. Derek was right, Stiles could move his fingers and toes. About five minutes later he could slightly move his wrists and ankles.

The next thing that happened took Stiles by shock.

Ever so tentatively, Derek had placed his hand in Stiles', staying completely silent, and intertwined their fingers. Stiles gulped, and squeezed the Alphas hand in reassurance. They both needed each other right now.

"It's funny, I used too see you around sometimes. Before all this happened, I mean. When you would occasionally emerge from the woods, I saw you walking around and I thought 'I want to know this person. He seems interesting.' And you are." Stiles confessed, smiling at the memories.

"I'll take that as a compliment," Derek joked, a rare occurrence.

Stiles let out a nervous laugh.

Of course he was nervous, he was lying, paralyzed, hand in hand with the hottest guy on earth. From the first time Stiles properly met Derek, when he and Scott were in the woods looking for Scotts inhaler (and the other half of the dead body) Stiles crush on Derek had been growing.