Insanity {Derek Hale}

Chapter 17

Peaceful, it was nice. It was warm and welcoming. Being this close to Derek, his Alpha, he would have never thought it. He wouldn't have dared to attempt it either, yet here he was. On pack night it was a one-off, he's shocked he got away with it. Yet he couldn't help but feel-

Shut up stilinski, why was he even thinking this? He's helping Derek, it calmed him down last night. That's it. But why did that hurt? Of course, Derek didn't know about this and he wasn't going to tell him either. Stiles would much rather keep his head on his body.

Turning his head to look down at the sleeping Alpha who's arms were firmly wrapped around his body, trapping him in a tight hug, as if to let go would be to say goodbye forever. Stiles couldn't help but realise how much younger the Alpha looked, less stressed, less grumpy.

Suddenly the sound of the door creaking open spooked stiles, causing him to fling his head forward in its direction. There at the door stood Isaac, crossed arms and a tired confused look. Stiles forgot he lived here for a moment.

"Stiles? Why are you in Derek's bed?" The tired teen asked stiles stared back at him, trying to conjure up an excuse for why he was snuggled closely to there Alpha.

"Uhh, when I came u-up last night to talk, I found him shaking. So i-i stayed until he calmed down but I guess I fell asleep" Stikes whispered back, trying not to wake Derek.

Isaac nodded his head, Stiles groaned looking at the clock on Derek's nightstand. 6:00 Am crap. "Now that we're both fully awake and we have school, why don't you help me get Derek off me," Stiles said, struggling to move himself from Dereks grasps.

Isaac quickly cooperated and moved over by stiles side to help. Isaac had managed to pick Dereks arm up for a matter if second but couldn't last as the Alpha unconsciously gripped on to stiles tighter.

Dereks head laid gently in the crock of Stiles neck, stiles being able to feel his soft breaths against his skin. As much as stiles seemed to like the feeling he had to get up for school, so up he got. Well tried.

"Isaac how about you stop laughing and try again!" Stiles whisper yelled at Isaac's laughing figure. Issac nodded and lifted Derek's arm again, giving enough time for stiles to roll out from under Derek.

Derek stirred but doesn't wake, he turned away from them and continued sleeping peacefully.

"Thanks, Isaac" stiles said as he stood off the bed. Isaac followed behind him and left to get ready for the day.

Stiles made his way out the loft and to his jeep, turning it on and driving his way back home. It was halfway there that he had realised "Shit, I didn't tell dad" he groaned and drove faster down the road, hoping to catch his father at home before he left for work.

"Jesus stiles, where we're you," the sheriff asked as he hugged his son tightly the moment he walked through the door. Stiles took a moment before he answered

"I was at Dereks, I fell asleep" he answered truthfully. Stiles knew better than to lie now, sooner or later his father would find out the truth anyway. The sheriff looked at him funny, his eyes squinting slightly. "What's wrong?" Stiles asked

"Was Derek there with you?" The sheriff asked. What why was his dad asking him this, he should know right?. Stiles nodded his head "He shouldn't have been there, he should still be at the station" Stiles eyes grew wide. What the hell.

"What do you mean...they let him out" What was going on?

"No, they didn't... Well, at least I wasn't told this" The sheriff walked to the front door and put on his jacket, he was ready to leave for work. "Look, I'll go check at the station," the sheriff said before opening the door. Stiles yelled for his father to stop suddenly. The sheriff turned to him with a questioning gaze "yes son"