STEREK ONE SHOTS

Faded (Part II)

The highly requested part II is here. Seriously! I never thought I'd receive so many comments for the second part and it made me so happy because it means that you liked the first one to want a second one. I love you all so much and thank you.
Okay I'll stop yapping and get to it..

Derek killed the car's engine once he got to his loft. He looked at the passenger seat to notice that Stiles had fallen asleep resting his head against the window. Derek felt so bad looking at his mate who now looked so angelic in his sleep. He couldn't believe that Stiles would go into depression and self harm in the amount of time he was gone. It was his fault that he left without a single word and how could he have known that his so called friends and his own father would treat him so badly that he broke down into pieces. It had been such an eventful evening because he never would've imagined that he would come back to see Stiles like this, so fragile and broken. It broke his heart even more when he found out that his mate had started skipping meals to look skinny and pretty but in reality Stiles was already the definition of perfection. Stiles had also started to self harm and now Derek was determined to pull Stiles out of the hell he was in. Stiles was the love of his life and this was not acceptable. Derek couldn't believe that Stiles' own father would ignore him and hadn't he even noticed the amount of weight Stiles had lost in the past months? That is why Derek brought Stiles to his loft, he couldn't leave Stiles alone in that house only with his thoughts. It was dangerous, but now things were gonna be different because he was gonna take care of Stiles. He was gonna help Stiles be the same sarcastic, hyperactive teenager that he knew. It wasn't gonna be easy but he was determined. Derek was also gonna have a word with the pack and Stiles' dad and if they didn't come in to their senses he was going to take Stiles with him back to New York, just the two of the.

Derek carried Stiles inside the loft and slowly set him on the couch. He caressed Stiles' cheeks feeling the soft skin and kissed Stiles on the head. Derek went into the kitchen and prepared some chicken soup for the human. Knowing Stiles had been skipping meals for the past six months it was not gonna be easy to feed him. Derek finished cooking as he poured the delicious soup into the bowl and went back to where Stiles was sleeping peacefully on the couch.

"Stiles. Baby, wake up." Derek softly nudged Stiles trying to wake him up. Stiles groaned and whined softly before opening his eyes. "What?" He croaked out and for a moment was disoriented not knowing where he was but realized after a few seconds that he was in Derek's loft. "When did we get here? Did you carry me?" Stiles asked in a small voice. Derek couldn't have carried him here because he was so fat and heavy. Stiles was on the verge of crying because now Derek knew how fat he was and he would leave him again. "Stiles, hey calm down. Its okay. You were not heavy and in fact you don't weigh as much as you should." Derek tried to calm him down and prevent from having a panic attack. "No! I'm fat and ugly and--" Stiles sobbed but Derek stopped him by kissing softly on the lips. Derek sat down next to Stiles on the couch and pulled Stiles on his lap. Stiles hesitated for a second but obliged. "I will show you how beautiful you really are baby." Derek promised taking Stiles' hand and kissing on the knuckles. Stiles blushed and nodded. Derek placed Stiles' hand over his heart and spoke again. "Stiles, you are the most beautiful person I have ever laid my eyes on. Everything that you have thought about yourself is your brain telling you a lie. And I'm not lying Stiles, can't you feel it? There is not one beat going up or down when I say that you are beautiful and talented and creative and just perfect." And Stiles could tell Derek was telling him the truth because Derek's heart didn't miss a beat. Stiles looped his arms around Derek's neck, resting his head on Derek's chest and cried for a long time. Derek let him cry his heart out because it needed to be done and he held Stiles all through it while Stiles released all the sadness, anger, pain he had inside him through tears.

"Your soup is cold. Let me reheat it and we can eat it while watching one of the shows you always talk about." Derek said and Stiles nodded now his usual heavy heart felt light as a feather. "I love you sourwolf. Thank you so much for being here." Stiles whispered but Derek could hear him perfectly. "I love you too baby. And I'm not going anywhere." Derek said pecking on Stiles' lips, going back to the kitchen. Derek came back with two bowls of chicken soup and brought a comforter to wrap it around both of them while they enjoyed the soup while watching whatever was on the TV. Stiles didn't finish the whole bowl but ate just enough to satisfy Derek, as Derek knew it would take time for Stiles to get his old eating habit back. "Der, I wanna go to bed." Stiles mumbled against his chest, rubbing his eyes adorably. "Okay, lets go." Derek said and unexpectedly picked Stiles up and carried him to his bedroom and Stiles was too tired to protest.