Sterek One Shots

I love you

I love you by Redzik

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John Stilinski was a very successful man. His inherited oil mine company was at the peak of its glory and he had so much money, he could never lift a finger for the rest of his life. But John wasn't that kind of man. Instead of wallowing in luxuries, he preferred to work hard along his employees and practically lived on the refinery. His wife, Claudia, was okay with that kind of life. Up until she got pregnant with their boy. Refinery wasn't a place for a pregnant woman and a baby, so Claudia moved to a small apartment. John stayed with them as much as he could, but the work often called him away around the world. Despite the separation they were happy with each other. Stiles, their son, was always excited, when John got home from his travels and demanded stories. Though, when Stiles was six, Claudia died in a car accident. John had to take care of him on his own, but couldn't abandon his company. So the boy came to live with him on refinery.

Thirteen years later John was strolling across the platform taking a report form Isaac, his friend and manager of ten years, on the works of his new refinery.

"We have some issues with the shipments of the spare parts," Isaac was saying. "But other than that, the refinery is ready. The first drill is working on full capacity, as is the second–"

"What?!" John barked, rounding on Issac.

"The first drill–" Isaac started to repeat.

"The second drill is working?!" John demanded.

"Uh, yeah," Isaac confirmed in confusion. "Derek said–"

"Derek!" John growled, immediately changing direction and stalking toward the crew quarters.

Derek was son of Talia Hale, the sister of one of his most frequent private customers. She was friends with Claudia and died in the same accident. With Talia's husband out of the picture her children were took in by their uncle, Peter. Derek had two sisters, Laura and Cora. Laura was the oldest, twenty eight, married and successful lawyer. Derek was middle child with his twenty five years and worked as a miner for John for three years now. Cora was the youngest. She was Stiles' age and had unhealthy crush on Isaac, who was eleven years older than her.

"What was he thinking?!" John raged. "The safety measures are not working in second drill!"

"Actually–" Isaac tried, but was ignored.

"Derek!" John yelled in fury.

He charged into Derek's quarter.

Derek shot up out of the bed, panicked. He stared with wide eyes at John, clad only in his boxers.

"Why is the second drill working?!" John demanded.

"Uh," Derek stuttered. "I thought you'd want to–"

"I forbidden to use it for a reason!" John glared.

"But, John," Derek tried to explain, but John was already otherwise engaged.

A pair of pants grabbed his attention. And a shirt. Both garments Derek definitely did not own. However his son was wearing them the last time John saw him.

"Shut it!" John ordered and got closer to the bed.

Derek's eyes widened even more as John grabbed the quilt and pulled at it a little, revealing a pale, mole dotted face with amber eyes and incredibly messed brown hair.