Sterek

Chapter 9

Derek POV

I fell asleep after turning my back to Stiles, I found it to be really calming to be near him or anywhere his scent was, I grumbled at the sound of my phone ringing, there was movement beside me then something dropped on my chest as I grunted reaching for it and pulling my phone to my ear "yeah?"

"Where the hell are you Derek again you didn't come home last night! Did you get in trouble again" I blinked my eyes open from the daze it was in to be met with a dark glare from Stiles his arms crossed over his chest wearing nothing but pajama bottoms "Derek!"

"Sorry I'm here" I sat up rubbing my head "I'm fine mum, I just fell asleep"

"Where?" She questioned, I didn't need to see her to know the glare she was giving me

"The Stilinski's" I mumbled getting off the bed to Stiles silent protest of me about ready to lay back down, "what time is it?"

"3am" both mum and Stiles answered

I smirked "no wonder you look so pissed" Stiles just climbed back into his bed raising a finger at me and pulling his blanket over himself "I'll be home in a bit, a I just got kicked out of bed"

"I did not kick you out, you shouldn't have even been here, you're my teacher did you forget that" Stiles whisper shouted

"Derek!" Mum shouted

"Yeah mum"

She sighed "you didn't listen to a word I just said did you" it went silent for a moment as I slipped on my shoes "clearly to distracted by your company Derek I'll talk to you when you get home"

"Can't it wait till the morning" I mumbled picking up my jacket

"No you have the teen wolves over in the morning for training, just get home Derek" She cut the call off and I slipped my phone back into my jacket

"See you tomorrow Stiles" I said heading for the door

"Yeah yeah shut up" he grumbled

Mum didn't look pleased as I walked into the house arms crossed eyebrow raised "what are you doing Derek?"

"I upset him so I wanted to make sure he was ok and I fell asleep" I explained simply with a shrug

"He's your student"

"He's your friends son" she rolled her eyes and I shrugged again "he's pack"

She just stared at me for a moment as we remained silent "just be careful Derek" she gave me a comforting hug before heading to bed, there was some sort of realisation in her eyes but I didn't bother trying to find out what heading to bed myself.

When I woke up Stiles was lay next to me almost as if he was trying to fight sleep "why are you here so early?"

He jumped as I spoke "Your mum let me in"

"And that included my bed because?"

"Because I'm tired and someone woke me up in the middle of the night receiving a phone call" he grumbled back

"That doesn't explain why you are in my bed at not your own" I grumbled back in response

"Pack are coming" he mumbled and I could see him fall back to sleep after mumbling that

I sighed and got up heading downstairs mum was making breakfast "morning son"

"Morning, you let Stiles in?" I questioned with a frown

"Yes, he looked tired so I sent him to bed" she responded still cooking

"To my bed?" I raised an eyebrow just last night she was telling me to be careful

She chuckled and faced me "oh so he went to your bed, I didn't tell him which one, my mistake son"

I frowned confused before making coffee as the teens show up at the door "hey wheres Stiles?" Scott questioned as we all sat outside to go over what was happening next week on the full moon

"Upstairs Asleep" I grunted "now pay attention, you might be ok on the full moon Scott but these three have yet to learn control of their wolves and I'm going to need your help, One with keeping Stiles away and two with helping keep these three locked up so they don't go around killing people" Scott nodded and we did whatever it took to make them loose control and regain it, we did this over again for a few hours until my attention drew to Stiles being stood by the door with a tray of sandwiches "break" I called and they all practically gasped for air as they dropped to the floor, they really need to work out more "thanks"

Stiles grinned "well since you wont let me train combat I'll train my arts in cooking so your pack of teenagers don't starve, you have a tendency to forget feeding when you are in the zone" he sassed out walking to the group placing the tray in between them, I smiled and followed after them just listening to them talk as they eat