Derek hasn't had the best track record when it comes to relationships. He is broken and he has yet to realize his worth. Sometimes we need to see ourselves from the eyes of the people we love to know we matter. It's about finding the strength to be...
I spend a while in Stiles lap while he is running his fingers through my hair. I am at the mercy of this man. He is my weakness and my strength.
"Der, I don't want to but I do need to get some work done." He's looking at me with sad eyes.
"It's ok, I understand." I say as I stand and stretch.
He grabs his laptop and starts to do school work.
I was feeling much better so I figured I would get a quick workout in. Halfway through I feel eyes watching.
I look up from my pushups and I see Stiles grinning at me.
"See something you like." I say smugly.
Stiles blushes.
"I mean all this hot manliness is a bit distracting." He says chuckling.
I smile at him and continue working out.
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Stiles goes back to tapping on his computer, every now and then glancing my way.
I can't say I didn't like it.
An hour later I was dripping in sweat. It felt good to get some of that nervous energy out.
"I am going to go take a shower." I say.
"Can I join you?" Stiles asks.
My eyebrows hit my hairline.
"HAHA...I am kidding sour wolf!" He says.
I feel a blush creeping up my cheeks as I go to take a shower.
Before I get in, I text Isaac.
D: Confirming everything is ready
I: Everything is ready. Did you want me to wrap the gift?
D: YES...Please! You are my savior.
I: lolol I am just glad you are happy. I'll see you tonight.
I am smiling as the water rushes over me. I cannot wait to surprise Stiles tonight.
I am standing in my room in just a towel trying to decide what to wear. I've been that way for a half hour.
"Der, are you ok in there?" Stiles yells from the living room.
"Yeah I am alright just trying to figure out what to wear." I say.
"Dude, how much variety do you really have, I've seen you in the same gray Henley and jeans like the entire time I've known you." Stiles says laughing.
"Shut up, Stiles." I yell.
I can hear him chuckling as he goes back to typing.
I look at the clock. It's 4pm. People will start showing up around 5pm.
