Derek takes the pack on a vacation weekend to a beach, where they share a house. Derek and Stiles are forced to share a room after Allison and Scott claim one room, and Lydia claims another for her and Jackson. This leads the two towards bonding and more.

People always used to tell Derek home was a structure where people he loved lived in, but no one ever told him home could be pale skin, a heart and amber doe eyes . Or the one where Dereks losing his mind because he can't let go of his past and Stiles has yet to come to terms with what he really is Pairings : sterek / jisaac / john & peter / lydia & scott / kira & alisson Warnings : severe depression , minor homophobia 38/50? || Slow build

January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father's death. The bastard, he thinks bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it very obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was. So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in. --- This story is from ArchiveOfOurOwn from stiles-and-the-sourwolf. All credits go to her. --- The chapters are mostly 20+ pages