Instead of Kate Argent - it's Stiles Stilinski
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"Stiles! I'm up here" Derek shouted from upstairs, where he laid out on his bed. He had heard the car pull up and his mother open the door to greet the only human she could possibly trust. (Mistake ..)
15 seconds later Stiles was running into the room and belly flopping face first into the sheets. When he pulled his face away he looked around and didn't see his werewolf boyfriend anywhere. His forehead creased, looking around the bedroom seeing nothing. He swore he heard Derek say he was up here. He started to get up when Derek quietly snuck out the closet behind him.
He chuckled and quietly creeped up to him and tackled him to the bed again. 'Oof' sounded from Stiles lips, they both fell back against the bed in a mess of limbs and giggles. His mother could clearly hear and smiled fondly continuing to mix the sauce, the 2 boys continued to goof around and make out until the sun started to drift towards the horizon.
"Stiles.." Derek whispered, he held him close to his chest were Stiles cuddled him self into him. His eyes were shut listening to the steady heart beat, he hummed in reply. It was quiet for a few seconds before Derek finally spoke up "I think I love you.."
His eyes snapped open, guilt flowed threw his body like a tidal wave. He bit his lip to suppress the sob that wanted so desperately to be released. He felt the lump growing hard in his throat as he struggled to swallow it down. Here his loving boyfriend was telling him how much he loved him when he was suppose to kill his family later that night. When he didn't want to in the first place..
Stiles left early that night, declining dinner nicely and walking with Derek towards the front door. He stood rocking back and forth on his heels as he stared down at his feet. Derek leant against the doorway watching him with amusement, and slight worry. Upstairs he could smell the sadness off of him, but decided to go against asking him what's wrong.
"Come by my house later .. At 10" Stiles finally said, he didn't looked up at him. He was to busy shedding tears that dropped from his eyes and padded lightly on the wooden floor. Derek saw and went into slight panic;
"Are you-" he smashed his lips
against his in a passionate and wet kiss, cutting him off completely. The tears falling down his face could be felt, as they fell onto Derek's own skin. He made sure to kiss Derek and to actually feel the way his lips mashed with his so perfectly. He absorbed his lips like a sponge, and when he broke the kiss he went running to his car in a mess.
"I'm sorry.." He whispered, and he knew Derek could hear him. He tried not to think of him, but what he had to do later.
"I can't do this!" He shouted at Chris who was busy talking to someone and pointing on the map. Allison walked in and placed a hand on his shoulder comfortingly.
"We have to Stiles" he said while marking spots on the map with x's. He slammed his hand down in the table, catching everyone's attention now.
"We can't, there are innocent children in their. We go by the code Chris and you know that" he growled, Chris stared at him, and dropped the black marker on to the table.
"Who knew.. My own son, would be giving me instruction on my job" he smirked, stiles clenched his fist and looked into his eye.
"They aren't murderers dad" he snapped, and they weren't, they were quite the opposite actually. He wanted to protect them, but hunters where suppose to come before love, but not this time.
