Derek hasn't had the best track record when it comes to relationships. He is broken and he has yet to realize his worth. Sometimes we need to see ourselves from the eyes of the people we love to know we matter. It's about finding the strength to be...
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Things start to run smooth, in a routine. Derek and Stiles are inseparable. Derek set the boundaries and they both are on friendly terms. Derek has yet to share information about the pack or the fact that he is a werewolf. Scott knows Stiles and details about Derek but he doesn't know that Stiles is talking about his alpha and Derek does not know that Scott knows Stiles. Peter and Noah have started dating, both Derek and Stiles are overjoyed for them.
It's been a month and a half since that faithful meeting in the auto shop. It's near mid-July, it's hot outside and possibly inside. It starts out like any other night, Derek and Stiles are arguing about what to watch.
Derek POV
"Der, it's only like the third time come on!" Stiles says.
"Stiles we just watched the whole Iron Man series the day before yesterday. Let me pick." Derek says.
"No because you will pick some depressing shit like The Perks of Being a Wallflower." Stiles throws back.
"HOW DARE YOU.....THAT IS A LOVELY MOVIE....ARE YOU EVEN MY FRIEND?" Derek says jokingly and we both laugh. Then we both laugh harder at each other laughing. It's quite a cute exchange.
After we both are to tears, we finally decide on Iron Man again because Stiles used his pouting skills.
I really did not mind what we watched as long as we were there together. I had really taken a liking to Stiles. I was not necessarily ready to share that with Stiles, but I was finally realizing it for myself. I watch Stiles as his eyes are glued to the tv. I wish I was easy; I wish I could just connect with him, kiss him and let him in. I'm looking down at my hands. I'm lost in my thoughts. A hand grabs mine and I look up.
"Der, you ok?" Stiles asks with concern in his eyes.
"Yeah, sorry just in my head." I say.
Stiles gestures for me to lay my head in his lap and he begins to run his fingers through my hair as if it was a natural thing.
I am not going to lie, it was comforting. I just wish I could be the same for him. He's back to watching the tv as I stare at his chin, neck, and lips.
I've had thoughts like these before when I just want to grab him and kiss him. Where I leave love bites all down his neck. Of course, I've never acted on them, I was a chicken. I was afraid of how things might change and what would be expected of me. He's still carding his fingers through my hair.
It happened so quick; I was stunned but also, I like it.
Stiles had noticed me staring. He lifted my chin and our lips touched. The kiss was not forced or rushed, it felt natural and sweet.
We parted as our eyes met. My wolf was rejoicing.
Both our cheeks were flushed.
Stiles spoke first, "Was...Was that ok?" His face is twisted in worry.
I swallow the lump in my throat, I am overthinking. I am worried about him finding out about my pack about me. I can't lose control but this is amazing. I cannot speak. I sit up and cup his face in my hands and our lips are touching again. Still natural but a bit more frantic. Sexual tension for literally months will do that to you. After a few minutes we pull apart both of us panting and smiling.
Stiles POV
I am sitting here watching Iron Man and I swear Derek is looking at me. Like he is eye fucking me. I am seriously trying to ignore it. The man had boundaries and I did not want to screw anything up, but I am human. Derek Hale is laying in my lap STARING AT ME!
It's now or never Stiles, you got this.
I summon all the courage I can and I kiss him. I FUCKING KISS DEREK!
It's amazing and I want to keep going. I ask him if he is ok with this and he doesn't say anything.
Then BAM, Derek is kissing me and it's so fucking hot. I CAN NOT WITH YOU RIGHT NOW DEREK.
Pretty sure I can die happy now.
I am hoping Derek means this and he doesn't regret it.
Derek POV
Well there is no going back now. We have officially left the friend zone. I was scared, but it felt right. We are still staring at each other. I do not know what to say. Should we talk about it?
"Stiles...I..uh..I don't know what I am doing." Derek says his courage draining.
"Der, it's ok. I don't know what I am doing either, but we can figure it out together." He says squeezing my hand reassuringly.
He was so good at that, just comforting me and never judging me.
I smile at him and we continue the movie. We are cuddling now and I tell myself that I will worry about all the bad things tomorrow. Tonight we had us.
