Be My Cover Story

24

"Stiles?" Derek was an even bigger mess than Stiles. His stubble had grown longer and Stiles could smell alcohol from the hall. 

"Have you been drinking?" He frowned as he walked past Derek into the loft. "Why? It's not like it does anything for you." 

"What are you doing here?" Derek asked softly. 

"I came to see my boyfriend." Stiles shrugged, trying not to show Derek how nervous he was. Unfortunately, Derek knew him well enough to see through the facade. "Lydia." 

"What did she tell you?" Derek trusted Lydia but he hated anyone knowing too much information about him. 

"To stop being a child." Stiles chuckled bitterly, shaking his head. "Der, I overheard you telling some of the betas that you don't see a future with me." Derek knew this was coming. He wanted to be as honest as possible without scaring him off.

"It's not like that." Derek gestured to the couch for Stiles to sit down. He sat down next to him. "When I look at my future, you're all I see." 

"Then why did you say-"

"You're still young. I've had a lot of experiences, I don't want you to miss out on anything because of me. I want you to have everything you want out of life." Derek confessed. Stiles was speechless. He collected his thoughts, trying to find a response. 

"My entire life, I wanted to be with Lydia." Stiles began, placing his hand on Derek's when he noticed the alpha tense. "I had this whole picture of us getting married and having kids and having the perfect little family." Derek gulped processing how he would manage if Stiles really did end it. "But everything changed when Scott was bitten. We were thrown into this crazy world and I met you. Now, you're the only one I want to be with. We have this little family that we've built together and I can't imagine my life without you. I don't even want to try." Stiles leaned in and kissed him. 

Derek held the back of Stiles's head as he deepened the kiss. Stiles leaned back against the couch, pulling Derek on top of him. Derek's hips thrusted against Stiles's earning a moan from the younger man. Stiles yanked on the hem of Derek's shirt and slipped it over his head, tossing it to the floor as Derek reconnected their lips. After a few minutes, Stiles shirt had joined Derek's in a heap on the floor. Stiles's hands explored Derek's chest until he reached the waistband of his pants. 

"Stiles." Derek groaned. Stiles moaned in response and Derek's concerns melted away. Derek unbuttoned Stiles's pants and slid them down his hips. He trailed kisses along Stiles's jawline and down his neck. Stiles arched his back at the sensation.

"Woah I didn't think you'd be-" Isaac froze as Derek and Stiles leapt apart from each other. Isaac's jaw dropped as he took in their forms.

"Oh my god!" Stiles shrieked. He rushed to pull up his pants and button them. He grabbed his shirt off the ground and held it up in front of him. 

"What are you doing here?" Derek grumbled as he stepped protectively in front of Stiles. 

"What are you doing on top of Stiles?" Isaac blurted out in return. Stiles's face was bright red as he pulled his shirt back on. Derek remained silent as he waited for Isaac to answer the question. "The pack thought it would be a good idea to check up on you. We've noticed your mood has been off lately and it's started to affect us."

"Well as you can see, I'm fine."

"More than fine apparently, what's going on here?" Isaac gestured between the two of them. "You two were-and uh- What about Lydia?" Derek and Stiles exchanged worried glances. 

"Uh..." Isaac could see the marks left on Stiles's skin and Derek's pants were still unbuttoned. Derek's hair was a mess from Stile's running his fingers through it. 

"Sit down Isaac," Derek instructed. Isaac's eyes flickered over Derek's state of undress before his cheeks flared up to match Stiles. Derek rolled his eyes and redressed himself as Isaac sat down on the couch.

"You can't tell anyone!" Stiles began.

"Not even Scott," Derek added sternly. Isaac's eyes widened as he looked at Stiles.

"I'm not dating Lydia, I'm dating Derek," Stiles announced as Derek intertwined their fingers. "We've been together for a few months. Lydia's just helping us out because we're not ready to tell people." 

"So you two are like together together?" Isaac clarified. "I owe Erica 10 bucks." Isaac cringed earning confused glances from the couple. "We made a bet on whether or not you were into guys." 

"Dude!" Stiles's cheeks flushed once again while Derek laughed.

"It's okay I'll get my money back if Derek tops." This silenced the alpha's laughter instantly as Derek glared at Isaac. The boy cowered into the couch. 

"You won't be making any money off our relationship, especially before we decide to tell people." Derek's eyes flashed red to show how serious he was. Isaac nodded.

"What time is it?" Stiles asked, not knowing what time Isaac had shown up. 

"Almost four," Derek answered, glancing at the clock on the far wall.

"Crap, we've gotta get to the school for the game." Stiles sprinted to the loft door, followed by Isaac. He turned around at the last second and grabbed the collar of Derek's shirt, pulling him in for a kiss goodbye.