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Stiles had always known what Derek looked like in wolf form. Even if he didn’t see it often he knew Derek well enough to know that it was Derek. He could see it in the wolf eyes that it was Derek. Derek had hazel eyes, sometimes in the light they would look green Stiles had taken enough time to admire them to get lost in them.

The feelings were mutual Stiles knew that. He knew that when they looked at one another, silently talking to one another with their eyes that there was something more, something that was being unsaid.

Stiles knew it, Derek knew it, Scott knew it everyone in the damn town knew it. They Derek and Stiles came together like pieces to a puzzle but more intense then that like lighting and rain.

So when Derek showed up in wolf form outside Stiles house, sitting on his roof like he was meant to he there. Stiles allowed him in through the window. He was unsure how he had even gotten up there in the first place in his wolf form but he couldn’t get an exact answer with Derek like this.

Derek jumped onto the bed, sitting as he looked at Stiles. Sure Stiles had seen Derek in his wolf form but that didn’t mean that he knew his mannerisms so when Derek was staring down at him. He opened his arms as he spoke “what?”

Derek huffed turned his head towards the pillows on the bed before he got up, did circles before he laid down. Stiles blinked.

Did Derek really lay in his bed? In his wolf form? Did he come all the way from the loft to lay down in his bed?

Stiles let out a heavy sigh, he shrugged off his jacket. He looked down at himself, he was still wearing jeans now that he had realized he hadn’t dressed for bed and it was already midnight. He groaned softly and was quick to closed his laptop, close the textbook he had on supernatural creatures before he undressed not really caring is Derek was watching or not.

He used to undress in front of guys all the time, he had seen Derek half naked and naked so this was nothing new to him. When Stiles was finally dressed for bed he had joined Derek in the bed.

Was it weird that Derek was there next to him? Yes it was. Stiles was unsure if he was able to sleep with a wolf next to him but this was something that Derek wanted but did he also want this to?

Stiles wasn’t the best sleeper in the world, he was sure at one point he had only slept 4 hours one week and Melissa had to sedate him just so he was able to sleep and he did but it wasn’t the same. It hadn’t been the same since being possessed by a dark spirt. Stiles never understood why he was chosen, Isaac was similarly to him. He was dull chaos while Stiles was full chaos always thinking of outside of the box while everyone was thinking inside the box and tamed Chaos.

So when Derek place his muzzle on Stiles shoulder, he eyed him and it was instinct with all animals that you pet them unless well they are predators then well that may not go to well for you but Derek wasn’t a predator at lest not to Stiles.

Was this a way to get Stiles into sleeping? As he scratched behind Derek ear. Did Derek like this? Apparently he did. Stiles sighs, eyes dropping but he was forcing himself to stay awake.

“Why are you here Derek?” He muttered, but he knew that he wouldn’t respond all he heard was a huff and a nudge of Derek snot going into the side of his neck. It was cold making Stiles tense before he relaxed again.

If this was a way for him to sleep he could at least try and also the fact that since Derek had made him lay in bed he had already begun to feel tired.

Stiles closed his eyes, shifting a little onto his side while having an arm wrapped around Derek midsection. Stiles stopped thinking this was weird, he was enjoying it now. He never really had anyone in his bed to comfort him like this as he felt the warmth of Derek fur in his arm and face. He felt a sense that he was safe not only because his dad was in the house sleeping next to a 9 mil but also that Derek was here with him.

In the morning when the sun was shinning into the room, Derek was still there but now at the end of the bed. Stiles rolled onto his side and rubbed his eyes. He groaned and stretched his limps before he sat up and looked at Derek. He lifted his head up to look at him. Stiles blinked in slight confusion on why he was here but he remembered what had happened and looked around for a moment.

What time was it? He remembered that it was midnight when Derek showed up on his roof in his wolf form. He got up, dizzy for a moment as he stumbled to his desk to check his phone. It was 10 am, he had slept for almost 11 hours. Stiles let out a laugh, it was short lived. He was shocked that he had slept that long with no nightmares, no night terrors of him screaming and waking up to his dad holding him.

He looked at Derek with a shocked reaction before he smiled.

“Wanna go?” He asked, it took no time for Derek to get up, jumping off the bed and walked over the window.

“Really? You know there is a door right?” But Derek didn’t seem to care as he waited. He sighs and opened the window and the wolf jumped out and Stiles watched as he jumped off the roof. He should be concerned but he really wasn’t, wolves can heal.

Stiles got ready for the day, his mind replaying the night before. Derek showing up just to pull him into bed and then him sleeping for almost 11 hours. Stiles got a message from Scott that they were doing a pack bonding that day at the loft. Stiles felt his chest tense for a moment but agreed that he would be there.

At the loft he had gotten there on time, Erica and Boyd already playing a card game. Stiles was pretty sure that they never stopped playing rummy but apparently they did.

Isaac and Scott were in the kitchen probably making a mess, he never trusted the two in the kitchen but Derek apparently did.

Theo and Liam sat on opposite sides of the couch, a thing they did when Liam was mad at the other. As Stiles walked further into the loft seeing it now was different how it originally was back when Derek first started staying there.

There was more furniture, more places for the pack members to sit they were able to watch TV able to cook without the worry of the appliances going up in flames and an actual dinning room well just a long table by the kitchen but still. The loft wasn’t a grungy place anymore it was a hang out spot for the pack, that felt welcoming for them to come in when they needed a place to stay.

Stiles sat in a recliner couch, it was Derek couch really but Derek was too focused on Erica and Boyd to even notice that Stiles was sitting in his spot. Liam noticed though, raised a brow in interest.

“You know thats Derek spot…he is going to get mad” Liam muttered but Stiles could still hear him. He shrugged a little and grinned.

“Derek doesn’t get mad at me, he would at you because your sit is by Theo…but im guessing he pissed you off? What he do this time? Put your teddy bear in the wrong spot?” Stiles joked.

Liam rolled his eyes “this asshole didn’t remind me I had an exam today and I totally flunked it! Because someone decided not to remind me!” Liam growled as he turned his head to Theo.

“I am not your mother. I am your boyfriend it isn’t my job to remind you about important things” he replied back, arms crossed over his shoulder. Liam huffed and flicked him off.

“Liam…” Stiles felt for him but he couldn’t say anything because he was still surprised that he had even graduated high school. He was never there when he and everyone else was trying to protect the people from supernatural creatures.

Liam pouted, it was a sad thing to see or well watch because Theo was moving closer to Liam and spoke soft enough that Stiles couldn’t hear but he didn’t care. He was more focused on Derek.

Derek had always broad shoulders, biceps for days and his face? That face was personally sculpted by Aphrodite herself because she took her time with him. Stiles watched as he helped Erica win and Boyd was getting irritated.

“Hey! Don’t help her Derek! she has already won three times” he said no venom at all in his voice but it was funny to watch as then Derek would start helping him.

But it stopped, they finally pushed Derek away from them. Stiles remembered the first time that he had met Derek how grumpy he was, stern, and definitely not warm welcoming but now he was smiling ever so slightly at the two before his eyes met with Stiles that smile had grew bigger and he raised a brow at him as he walked over “thats my seat”

“The floor is an option” Stiles said pointing at the floor was this in reference to yesterday how he sat on his floor in wolf form? Maybe. They weren’t going to talk about it, it wasn’t necessary they knew it wasn’t all the needed was eyes.

Derek sighs, motioning that Stiles scoot over just a little and he did. The recliner wasn’t that small but it wasn’t big either so when Derek had say down Stiles moved to be half sitting on Derek but also he comfortable this was normal.

Many of the pack members did this, Derek was a comfort. He was the ‘dad’ figure for many. Isaac never had the greatest childhood and when Derek came into his life, change him, he had stepped up and gave Isaac the love and care he deserved. Stiles would even consider Derek be Theo father figure as well but that was a stretch to that. Derek was a comfort so seeing one of the pack members sitting close to him was normal.

Derek wrapped an arm around Stiles shoulders. Lydia, Mason, Corey, and Malia had all showed up.

“We are here and we have the notebook!” Mason said and the responses weren’t the greatest.

“No! Not again!” Theo automatically said, he didn’t need to think about that response. Liam head went into his boyfriend neck a whine leaving him.

The boys in the kitchen froze, looking at the group that walked in before looking at one another and sighing.

Stiles laughed softly “hey now- we can watch the notebook then watch something else we got time” he said with a smile.

He was right they had time.

An hour passed, they were all sitting in there assigned not assigned seats. As the beginning of the notebook started, it wasn’t a bad movie just an overplayed one but the pack all stayed silent while they watched.

Isaac and Scott had made snack trays for them all having different types of snacks they liked. This was pack bonding, there was no war no threats that brought them together just them and the notebook apparently.

By the time the third movie was playing was when the pack slowly started to leave. First being Mason and Corey, then Erica and Boyd called it a night, Isaac left but then Scott followed.

Slowly but surely everyone was gone.

Stiles didn’t think much would happen when he arrived him, he got a text from his dad that he would be staying late at the station due to files needing to be organized. This was the new reality. His dad wasn’t staying late to solve a murder he was staying late because the station needed some TLC.

Stiles went to his room, he got dressed for bed. When he checked the window he didn’t know why he felt the urge to do but he did and he saw the same thing he saw last night.

Derek in wolf form on his room again. He laughed softly and opened the window again.

“You are lucky my dad isn’t home…” he muttered as he moved so the wolf could jump in, this time it was immediately that he went onto the bed.

“I am not going to bed yet.. right now i got to study” he said as he went to his desk and opened his laptop. He wasn’t lying when he had said that he needed to study, but he studying something completely different than math or chemistry.

Supernatural creatures, yup the thing that had consumed his life during his sophomore year. So now he was learning more, wanting to get ad much information he could get about things that could be real that could come after them he wanted to he prepared.

He didn’t hear Derek move off the bed, didn’t hear him walk over to him and place his chin on Stiles lap. He looked down and chuckled.

“Alright needy brat” he said as he Derek couldn’t say or do anything about the name. Stiles had always been one to go toe to toe with a werewolf or really anything.

Stiles placed his free hand on top of Derek head and started to scratch his head, behind his ear and anywhere that his hand could reach.

An hour had passed and they still sat in the same way but this time Stiles was talking, he just talked.

“I never understood mythical creatures…i mean imagine if fairy were real? What would we do about that? Would they be evil?” He said as he chuckled softly at the thought.

“What about nymphs? Those are more of tricksters aren’t they?” He asked but Derek didn’t respond with a huff or a shake in the head.

Stiles glanced down and it looked like that Derek was sleeping. He frowned it was way past midnight, maybe he should go to bed.

“Alright…come on big guy lets go to bed” he muttered as he closed his laptop giving Derek a head pat before he got up.

Derek shook his head as Stiles went to lay in bed. When he got comfortable Derek then joined by jumping on the bed and walking to where Stiles head laid.

Derek laid his snot by his head. He smiled only softly as he wrapped an arm around Derek midsection again like the other night and fell asleep.

They never talked about it, Stiles felt the comfort of Derek and thats all he needed for him to be able to sleep longer than 4 hours. Derek never brought it up and neither did he.

They just did, they watched each when they were in the same room with other people. They knew how they worked, they knew what the needed from one another but this was different in a way and Stiles knew it was different now.

Stiles had trouble sleeping, this was something that had started when Scott turned into a werewolf and got worse when the Nogitsune possessed him. Derek knew this, they all knew this and he got better though now all of the sudden Derek was showing up in his wolf form.

This was different and Stiles didn’t know how to handle it but he wanted the comfort, he needed the comfort like this.

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This wasn’t the normal. Stiles knew that. Derek had been showing to his house in wolf form for at least a week now but Stiles couldn’t stop it. This was the best sleep he had been getting but now it was getting out of hand. 

He was starting to notice the things Derek did for him and not only did it bring a flush to his cheeks but his heart skip a beat. It made him feel special, feel like he was worth something other than the researcher of the pack. 

Derek was treating him like he walked on water. Stiles hadn't notice before but now was doing exactly that.

Stiles wasn't in the mood to deal with the pack, he was annoyed. He had no idea why but he had to guess it was because of the early morning they had all decided to hang out for. It was eight in the morning and the room silent besides the the smell of bacon and the show that was on.

Lydia was in the kitchen, she had taken it up to cook breakfast for everyone. Stiles had more in her in the kitchen than anyone else, minus Derek. He also trusted him in the kitchen but that wasn't the point.

Stiles sat in the recliner chair, after the last hangout where Derek seemed to pay no mind to the fact that he was sitting in the chair and even joined him. He started to do it more often. Everyone seemed to pay no mind to the sleepy Stiles.

There was only half the pack at the loft that morning. Isaac was taking his time to come downstairs with Scott. He didn't want to think what his best friend was doing up there with the other male. He glances over to the teens on the couch. Liam had a guitar in his hands even though he wasn't playing a song but was just softly strumming the stings while Theo leaned back on the couch, ankles crossed as he scrolled on his phone.

They were silent, doing there own things. He was glad they weren't arguing this early in the morning he would probably rip out his ear drums if they were or kill them. Derek was not to be found though, the pack had no idea what he was doing.

"Yo idiots over there, where's Derek?" He asked as he slow blinked at them.

Theo picked his head up and looked over at Stiles "hm..store" he blankly said

Stiles sighs softly as he turned his head to the TV, he had lost interest in the show that was playing. He was thankful that is wasn't the notebook but he was sure when Lydia got back from the kitchen she was going to put it on.

Stiles groaned as he got up off the couch and walked to the Kitchen. There were plates with pancakes, bacon, scrabbled eggs, an entire fest for them. They had all learned that the supernatural creatures can eat. It was a strange thing to see, one second there would be a full pizza and then poof gone an entire large pizza gone in seconds. He had learned his lesson to always buy more than he thought.

He didn't know there was a chance for him to fall out of love with Lydia and yet here he was being able to stare at her without feeling his heart rate never pick up anymore. He had no idea when Stiles stopped feeling like that with her but as he watched her placed the stack of empty plates down and glanced his way. She smiled at him, that warm smile that used to make him melt but now it didn't.

"it's ready if you wanna get the boys" She said as she had started to make her plate.

Stiles turned on his heals, walking back to the living room and whistling loud enough to make Theo and Liam groan "Breakfast is ready!" he yelled out to them. Theo eyed him Stiles for yelling at him.

The four from upstairs came rushing down. They seemed eager to eat as they rushed down to the kitchen, walking over one another.

"Guys! one at a time please!" Stiles said as they watched them reach over one another. He was glad that Lydia was out of the way from the four werewolves so she wouldn't get hurt.

Isaac huffs as he backs away even pulling away Scott "Sorry, Ma" muttered the ended. Stiles was taken aback when he had heard the nick-name, if you would that a nickname but he didn't stay anything.

Stiles just shook his head and blamed it on the tiredness he felt, Derek hadn't shown last night. He knew that Derek couldn't be at his house every night so he couldn't be mad at him for something something different with his time.

When everyone was situated at the table, with there plates in front of them. They all started to eat, they were a lot more talkative now since they were all surrounded by one another.

"Liam, where is Mason and Corey?" Lydia asked as she smiled with her head tilted.

Liam blinked as he looked up from his plate, half finished chewing as he spoke "Studying" he said with mouth full.

When they were done with breakfast, Stiles looked at the kitchen. The mess that not only Lydia made and the pack would have sent Derek into a mood. He peaked his head out from the kitchen and looked at them.

They were all sitting in the living room, he watched for a moment while he thought.

Liam had done the dishes the other day so he was out of the question, Theo despised doing the dishes as he didn't want to touch anyone else germs which Stiles didn't know when he became a germophobe but that was a thing for another time.

"Isaac, clean the kitchen, please" Stiles said as he walked to the recliner couch and sat down. Isaac frowned.

"why me!?" he scowled at him, Stiles sighs while rubbing his temples "Because I don't remember the last time you did the dishes" He replied.

Isaac was grumbling getting up off the floor and walked into the other room. Stiles shook his head a little. He grabbed his bag by the couch and opened it up. Even though he was tired, he could sleep but he couldn't. He didn't feel tired enough to even try to sleep all he felt was numb as he typed on his laptop.

Most of the time the hangouts didn't revolve around movies and talking. Sometimes it was like these, where they were all doing there own separate things. Theo was still scrolling on his phone, Lydia was reading, Erica and Boyd were do the same as they always did and were playing card games, Liam was trying his best to play the guitar with Scott help.

While he did what he always did, research. Even if he didn't need to he wanted to be ready if anything happened.

The noise of the door was opening, it was Derek hands full with groceries.

Derek walked in, placing the bags down on the counter in the kitchen. "Any left?" he asked, Isaac as he was still in the kitchen.

Isaac turned his head, seeing Derek pull out many snacks though it wasn't the snacks he ate. "Oh, yeah" he said as he motioned his hand to a plate with tin foil wrapped around it. Derek nodded a little.

Isaac kept glancing over to the older male. He furrowed his brows confused. The pack was like a family, they knew a lot about one another. Derek had rules for the pack. There was one that there was no secrets with one another which was okay with them.

"Uh…are those manly for Stiles?" Isaac said in a low voice as he leaned over to Derek. The older male glanced his way.

Isaac knew that the other was still getting used to talking about feelings but Derek seemed to be getting better. "uh..yeah I forgot to do something yesterday" Isaac grinned, leaning even closer.

"hmm like what?" he asked as he looked at him. Derek blinked at him before he closed the cabinet and walked out of the room. Isaac pouted when he didn't get the answer he wanted and instead got silenced.

Derek motioned Stiles who was looking at him to move. He did and Derek squeezed his body. Stiles shifted to where his leg was over lapping Derek. He leaned forward with the laptop in his lap as his visioned was getting blurry from staring at the words on the screen and even though his brain felt like much and the fact the now warm body was next to him.

It was comforting which was something he hadn't thought to notice before, sure when Derek was in wolf form he like the fur that he felt against the side of his face and the warmth. It didn't help that the colone that he was wearing was something that was strong, of earth, sandalwood, and aftershave.

A smell he didn't think he would like, he used to like the smell of rose and expensive perfume like Chanel. Stiles sighs heavily he wasn't going to get any work done with Derek sitting with him.

He closed the laptop, harder than he had expected. Stiles eyes went wide, some heads turned towards him "Whoops…didn't mean to do that" he smiled as he laughed.

They didn’t stay on the couch the whole time. Isaac and Scott had left to check out a café they’d been talking about for weeks, and Erica had convinced Boyd to join them as she wanted to have a double date with them. The two males didn't mind Erica and Boyd join. Derek had gotten up not long after, leaving Stiles alone with Lydia. Meanwhile, Theo and Liam had wandered into the kitchen for snacks.

Lydia sat curled up at the end of the couch, legs tucked in, eyes skimming the pages of her book. Stiles glanced at her, half-expecting the familiar rush of nerves, warmth, heart racing. But... nothing. No flutter in his chest. No skipped heartbeat. Just a faint headache from his screen time early and thinking.

He stood up, pushing away that realization, and headed toward the kitchen.

“What are you guys doing?” he asked, slightly breathless.

Liam turned with a grin. “Just teasing Derek for stocking the whole cabinet with your snacks.”

Stiles blinked. “What?”

Theo gave a lazy shrug. “Reese’s, Twizzlers, Pop-Tarts... Honestly, did you yell at him or something? Because this looks like guilt-shopping.”

He didn’t believe them not really it wasn't until he had stepped closer and saw it for himself. It was only one shelf but it was something that Stiles was holding his breath. He stared for a moment, caught off guard, then smiled just a little.

So Derek had realize his slump tired state or simple did this as an apology for not showing up the night before.

He looked back at the two boys, now smirking at him.

Stiles turned and walked off without a word.

Behind him, Liam leaned over to Theo. “What was that about?”

Theo snorted. “Trouble in paradise?”

Their laughter echoed faintly as Stiles climbed the stairs.

The loft’s layout had always been weird, but it worked. Derek had clearly built out the upstairs rooms for Isaac, Boyd, Erica (though he was pretty sure that Erica and Boyd had started to share a room now) and himself. It made sense.

As Stiles reached the hallway, he heard Derek’s voice low, serious.

“What are you trying to tell me, Argent?”

Derek was pacing, phone in hand. He glanced up and caught Stiles eyes and smiled it was a faint and small smile.

Stiles froze.

He didn’t think a smile could make his cheeks flush like that. But it did.

And that... that was a problem but that was a thought for another time. As he walked closer to him. Derek looked frustrated a hand place on his hip while listening to Argent.

Derek finally sighs and agreed "alright… I will do it" he said before hanging up the phone and looking at Stiles again. Stiles blinked at him.

"what is it?" he asked with a raised brow.

Derek thinned his lips "Argent needs my help with something, well actual Cora does so I got to go help her and I fly out in couple of day"

Stiles mind went blank, if one night without the comfort of his wolf by his side made him feel like this? how was he going to act without Derek for how every long he was going to be gone for.

Derek stepped closer, he must have smelled the anxiety that waved off him, "Stiles?" he asked, his voice was soft and gentle. The hand that was place on his shoulder was to different from all the other touches that Derek placed on him.

"I-I okay, when will you be back?" Stiles sputtered out as he didn't know what else to ask or say. He wasn't going to beg for Derek to say to keep him from losing his mind but he wasn't to hide how felt.

Derek hesitated for a moment as he was unsure what to say to the human "About a week"

Stiles nods slowly "oh…okay" he said before chuckling softly "did..you get me snacks because of last night?"

Derek shrugs "maybe…"

The human thinned as he smiled a little "okay..that's the only reason why I came up here" he said he backed away from him. Derek was confused by the sudden distant that Stiles had put between them.

It was hard to watch the sadden Stiles walk away from him, if he didn't know any better he would have guess that there was more to what Stiles was leading on. He didn't think that Stiles felt anything more than friends.

Derek didn't see the chance he had with Stiles though people have had given him hope which he didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. He knew how Stiles felt about Lydia as she was the closest thing to human there was in the pack and also he had no idea if Stiles even swung that way in the first place. Derek didn't even know he had swung that way at first but he was always open to the idea of going more towards guys.

Stiles had left the loft around early afternoon, he was going to have lunch with his father.

"hey" Noah said as he looked up from the file he was reading, Stiles placed down the bag he had in his hands on the desk with the drinks. Noah smiled at the bag though as he closed the case file and opened the bag. He frowned at what he saw.

"is this a veggie burger?" he looked like he was ready to hit Stiles.

"Yes, you need to-"

"eat healthy, I know" He finished off and Stiles smiled bigger and brighter probably for the first time that day.

Stiles sat down in one of the chairs and grabbed his own food and started to eat. "what are you working on?"he asked with food in his mouth.

Noah grumbled "hm don't worry about it, it's nothing"

Stiles nodded a little, even if he wanted to know he wasn't going to pry about it as he didn't want to know and get involved as he was having a good time knowing that nothing was out to get them. He would like to keep it like that.

Noah raised a brow, he was waiting for Stiles to pry but when he didn't he narrowed his eyes but he knew that if he asked than he was going to ask and want to know the case.

"how is Derek?"

"oh… he is good, going to help Cora with something" Stiles voice was quiet.

"and the rest of the pack?" he asked

"also good, nothing has happen really just normal pack stuff" Stiles wasn't going into detailed about anything. It was abnormal for Stiles not to talk non stop but he was quiet as he ate.

Noah sighs softly "you haven't been sleeping well again?" he asked. Stiles froze for a moment before he shook his head and responded.

"Just last night…after this I'm going home and knocking the fuck out"

"language" He warned

Stiles rolled his eyes "I am 19 dad I think I can curse now" He said.

Noah just sighs, ending the conversion there.

When Stiles got home that day, he felt the weight of the world on his shoulders.

Stiles was unsure about everything, it was like losing his identity all in one day. First it was the fact that he may not like Lydia anymore and Second it was the fact that those feelings may have transfer to Derek.

but why? Was it because of Derek showing up in wolf form to help him sleep? The pack had to notice how fatigue he was, the dark circle under his eyes, how slow he was to response and decided to send Derek out of all people?

Stiles knew Derek was a person to care, to put others first before himself. He remember when Isaac and Scott had a bad fight one time which caused memories to resurface about his father. Derek helped Isaac with these flashbacks until he and Scott could make up.

Derek was just someone who took notice of people favorite food, when they needed a talk about something Derek was there for them, and Derek was more action than words.

so there was no way that Derek had any type of feelings for Stiles and neither did he. He was just feeling like this due to the fact that he rarely had someone who took interest him but there was more that Stiles was yet to notice that Derek did for him

When night had fallen.

Stiles was leaning on the frame of the window as he was waiting for wolf to show up. He was waiting for his wolf to show up and comfort him after a long day of thoughts.

He needed it, he craved it. Stiles was unsure how he was going to survive the week where Derek was gone but if he did it before than he could do it again.

When an hour had passed and there was no sign of Derek on his roof he shook his head but there was a feeling like he should leave the window open just in case. He go under the covers and curled up before he closed his eyes.

Stiles kept tossing and turning, when he thought he heard a noise that he suspected was Derek but wasn't he pouted and buried his head in the pillow. He wanted his wolf.

After finally getting comforting, he knew this was the last time he wanted to move. Stiles was half awake at the time of feeling the dip in the bed, he grumbled by the weight. He wasn't surprised to feel the fur on his face, the small smile that came across his lips, the worries, the thoughts that were keeping him from sleeping went away.

he wrapped his arm around Derek mid section, his hand felt the fur. It was soft which made him wonder how he kept it like that, he would have to asked. He could smell the familiar earth and sandalwood he smelt early in the day when they shared the recliner chair.

This is what Stiles needed, no one gave him comfort like Derek did even if it wasn't human Derek.

Human Derek did much to give him comfort in other ways. It was the snacks he had for him in the loft even when he should be more focus by the fact that Isaac, Boyd, and Erica were still living in the house. Derek shouldn't be worried about Stiles and yet he was.

Derek was always there when Stiles needed him to be.

The day that Derek was leaving had arrived, it was a dreadful day. Stiles was watching as the pack gave him hugs as a goodbye minus Theo who was standing a good distance away from him to not get pulled into the group hug that was slowing forming with them.

Stiles was pushed into the hug by Lydia. "Be safe, Derek" Scott said.

Derek nods a little "I will"

Stiles tried to blink away the tears because he wasn't going to cry over something so stupid, Derek wasn't going to be gone forever just for a week.

When the pack was done with there goodbyes, they started to walk away from Derek. "Stiles…come here" he said

Stiles turned to look at Derek, his heart seemed to stop for a moment as he walked back to Derek. Derek tilts his head a little to the side "The loft is free to you, okay?" Derek said softly.

He blinked at him, opening his mouth to speak but he couldn't all he could do was wrap his arms around Derek waist as he took in one last time until he saw him again in a week the small of Derek. A smell that he was going to have to live without for a week.

When he felt the strong arms around him, he relaxed even more. Stiles finally pulled away and spoke "Die…and I will find a way to bring you back and kill you myself" which was a threat and Derek was sure that if he did die that Stiles would do exactly that.

"i will hold that to you" Derek dragged his hand down Stiles arm to his hand. Derek hand linger on Stiles.

Stiles could feel the warmth of his hand and Derek eyes on him when Stiles finally realized by the touch he pulled away, shocked by the fact that they were holding hands.

"You should.. you know get going, don't want to miss you plane" Stiles said.

The awkward moment linger as Derek agreed and walked away. Stiles watched as Derek walked away. When Derek was far enough where Stiles felt comfortable to turn around and join the rest of the pack.

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Derek had left, he would be gone for a week. Stiles had to find a way to survive without Derek warmth but a week without him is easier said than done.

Day 1.

The night of Derek leaving was weird to say the least. Stiles was up half the night waiting, staring out the window. He wanted to see the wolf but subconsciously knew that he wouldn't. Stiles brought his laptop to his bed and curled in the blankets, trying to mimic the way Derek would curl up with the blanket and extra pillow in hopes that would work.

Unfortunately it did not but he was able to sleep somewhat soundly for a few hours before shooting up in bed heavily breathing. Stiles groaned, flopping back onto the bed. It hadn't even been one night and Stiles was already struggling. He had been so used to Derek presence, used to the wolf sleeping next to him. This was going to be harder than he thought as the anxiety loomed over him.

Stiles hated when he dreamed about his mother, hated to see her smile one moment before her face deformed. He tried to keep his mother image in his head pure, happy and not like a deformed monster but times were tough now as he glanced at the clock on his side-table and he read five in the morning which wasn't exactly bad but not good either when he knew that he went to bed at two A.M.

Stiles was going to have to deal with the fact that this was going to be his life for the next week which he was sure he could handle himself and definitely not go insane.

With Derek gone, Peter had taken up acting alpha though that was changed to Scott than back to Peter again. Stiles blinked slowly as he watched what was happening in front of him.

"No, Derek said to me I was acting alpha until he came back" Scott said narrowed eyes at Peter.

Peter with his arms crossed, huffs "Nope, pretty sure he meant me"

This had been going on since Stiles had arrived at the loft and he wasn't sure why they were all here mid afternoon. He was pretty sure they had more important things to be doing but no god forbid they do anything else besides be here at the loft.

The other members were egging them on, "Pretty sure he said neither" Erica said with a grin knowing that would cause one of them to bite. "You were there when he said i was in charge!" Scott half-yelled at her.

He wasn't sure if it was them that was causing the headache or if it was the little sleep had gotten but he had enough.

"Alright! enough out of both you!" Stiles yelled, rubbing the bridge of his nose "how about you both are in charge? how about that?" he said as he got up from where he sat. Peter raised a brow, he had always been impressed by the way Stiles handled himself with supernatural creature.

"oh" Peter hums as he watched as Stiles stomped his way to the kitchen. Derek was kind enough to restock the snacks and drinks up for them.

Stiles knew that he had his own cabinet which was something he unexpectedly found out by two teens making fun of the older wolf but it was a plus for how much he spent here but that didn't mean he didn't wonder why he had his own cabinet just for him but the others didn't. Stiles was sure that they could but he didn't worry about it though.

"But Stiles! Derek said—"

"I frankly don't care, I mean come on Scott you can be in charge of i don't know lets say hangout stuff and Peter can make sure we all don't die" He suggested, as he opened his arms like it was the simplest thing ever.

"Looks like someone got ma made" Erica giggles in Isaac ear, Stiles could only handle so many werewolves at the time so he ignored her. Scott and Peter looked at one another. Peter shrugged "Sure, we can do that"

Stiles smiled "see? that wasn't so hard now was it?" He rolled his eyes and got comfortable on the couch, though it wasn't the same. Stiles knew that they all had there own seats in the loft and he had decided to take up Liam and Theo spot since they weren't there but it was uncomfortable to him.

He switched to the recliner couch, even if Derek wasn't here to take up his spot it was still his chair.

The pack all relaxed into there seats, Liam and Theo had arrived. Liam held up his gaming console "I have brought the X-box and some games" He said with a proud smile on his face. Theo didn't seem to be to pleased to be here but that was usually. Stiles didn't like it at first when Theo was coming by the loft and always there at ever turn. They were really going to allow someone who almost successfully killed Scott into the pack? Crazy.

It had taken Stiles and Malia a little more convincing to allow him into the pack but he got used to it and Malia well she just ignored him to the best of her capabilities.

As Liam went to plug in the x-box to the TV and get it to switch over HDMI so the pack members could play a few rounds of games instead of watching something to numb there heads.

"Does any one know where the rest of the girls are?" Stiles asked, he knew Erica was here but that was only because she lived at the Hale loft and was always there but the other two weren't.

Theo leaned back into the couch as he spoke "Uh, Lydia said she was taking Malia on a shopping trip or something"

Stiles raised a brow "You talk to Lydia?" he asked in disbelief, he knew that Theo had been well accumulated with a few members of the pack for example Peter and Theo were never to be only with one another.

"Uh, yeah?" Theo responded like what Stiles asked was a trick question. Stiles blinked at him and turned his head back to Liam who was turning on the x-box. The bright green screen lit up the room as it did the normal turn on screen before Liam went to sit on the couch

"who wants to go first" he asked waving the two remotes in the air.

Scott reached out for one "Alright Scott is player one, who is player two?" he asked.

Scott eyes Isaac who shook his head, chuckling before Erica raised her hand "I will, prepare to get your ass beat McCall"

Liam laughed as he handed Erica the controller.

Day 2

It got worse because why wouldn't it get worse.

Stiles was confused on why he felt arms around him, why his vision was blurry. He was breathing heavily as he gripped onto the arms that hugged him from behind.

"It's okay, son" he heard the whisper of his father, he wanted to whine that it wasn't Derek but he wasn't going to allow him to scoop that low. He relaxed ever so slightly as he heard his dad voice. Stiles remembered when he used to have nigh terrors. He researched all about them when he first started having them.

Night Terrors or Sleep Terrors are caused by serious lack of sleep or stress

Stiles slowly started to let go of his dads arm and sit up more. "w-what time is it…?" his voice cracked as he spoke. Noah grunted as he shifted so his legs were over the bed.

"about three in the morning"

Stiles nodded slowly "I'm sorry" he muttered.

"eh, Don't worry kid" he said as he got up, patting Stiles on the shoulder but he could see on his dad face that he was tired and worried for him. He hadn't had a night terror or really any type of nightmares since Derek had been coming by.

Fuck…Stiles really missed Derek.

Later that day after Stiles had decided that it was better to occupied his mind with something else. He watched his tired dad go to work at least he knew that there was no supernatural thing to be worried about so he probably going to stay in the station.

Stiles swayed at his desk, he was unable to focus his eyes on the screen. He had to think on 'how on earth did his 16 year old self deal with this fatigue?' he was younger and was probably on a shit ton of caffeine and adderall.

His hand went down on his left, mind blanking for a moment on why he did the movement only to realize that is where Derek would sit. He groaned softly, he didn't need to be reminded by the fact that Derek wasn't here.

His door swung open, he jumped and tuned his head to his door.

"You know, after all we have been through I would have thought you pick up your phone" She narrowed her eyes at him. Lydia just came busting through the door without a care in the world and yet no sweaty hands or jumbled words coming out of his mouth. Stiles was just stunned.

"huh?"

"Scott plan a bowling night with him, Isaac, Theo, Liam, and us two" she explained. Stiles brain could wrap around it sure but his brain was to tired to even think of a good response to he just agreed.

"oh fun! yeah sure sure"

Lydia rolled her eyes but there was a small smile on her face "we need to be there in an hour so chop chop lets go"

Stiles groaned as he got up from where he sat and went to his closet so he could get out of his PJ's.

The bowling ally, Stiles wasn't to sure how he ended up here as one moment he was in his bedroom the next he was at the bowling ally picking sides.

"we can't do human vs werewolf" Theo rolled his eyes at Liam who huffed and replied "sure we can, you are-"

"don't even finish that statement" Theo glared at him

Scott shook his head a little "I think we could do couple vs couple? I mean seems like the only option we were have" He suggested.

Stiles would have perked up, he would have been interested even in his tired state but he wasn't. He just shrugged "we can do that" Lydia tilted her head a little as she narrowed her eyes on Stiles like she knew something but couldn't figure it out.

He didn't notice for a moment but when he did, there was pang in his chest but not the normal one you get when you stare at someone you like. Stiles stared at her for a moment "what? it seems like the only option you know"

Lydia hums, smiling while nodding "Yeah, you're right" she said. The werewolves looked at one another weirdly. Lydia looked at them "what? lets game, shall we?" she asked with a pep in her step.

Stiles was on team A which contained Liam and Isaac. It was all fun and games for the two werewolves who were purely doing this for the memories and not to win. Isaac didn't have much of a childhood from the small stories he would tell to the pack and Liam had a little more of an open childhood where he did whatever but his I.E.D stopped him after awhile and he was isolated that was until he met Theo and that anger seemed to simmer down since.

Stiles felt for them and let them have their fun while Team B containing Lydia, Scott, and Theo.

At first Theo was in to win, but now it was for fun. It didn't take him long to learn the ropes of bowling, but even then from just learning how to play, he was really good. Stiles envied him for a solid minute before he snapped out of it.

"Oh come on!" Liam whined as Theo had won another round, making that the fourth time in a row, “ouch…guess you owe me a bl-"

“Stop!" Liam warned as he grabbed Theo’s shoulder, so he didn't finish that sentence.

Everyone let out some sort of snort or laugh. "I was going to say blueberry muffin…you freak!.” Theo smiled, laughing softly. It was a smile Stiles hadn't seen before, sure it had been months since the whole dread doctors, breaking the pack apart and than him helping out with the ghost riders and Monroe but that didn't mean Stiles was going to welcome Theo with open arms (he had to be convinced to even allow him into the loft).

Stiles could see the love in his eyes, the way Theo raised a brow at him and smiled, not in the way he would do it before an actual smile that wasn't masking a lie.

Liam flushed and turned away "whatever" he grumbled.

Day 3

Stiles hadn't slept, he was to afraid to though he did feel the small micro sleep he got when he was in the shower. The warm water on his skin, arms over his chest as he leaned against the tile though it was only for a small moment of time it felt like the best sleep he had gotten.

He felt like he could fight god, even though he was most likely going to loose that battle in a heartbeat he was wiling to try though.

Stiles had been getting many calls and text from the back that day, they all wanted to hang out. Mason and Corey were down for a pack study session at the library but he was graduated and had been for a year and was not planning on going back to those days at all. Stiles was busy.

Busy as in staying on the couch watching TV by himself because that is what he wanted to do. He wanted this time to himself because he never got any time. Stiles was always doing something for someone if that meant checking in on them or researching.

Stiles remembered the time his phone rang at four AM. He had to double check the time before the panic set in and thought something had happened but in reality it was Isaac having a bad dream, Scott nor Derek were at the loft. (because one Derek was with him and Two Scott had his phone on silent)

So Stiles not only had to drive all the way to Scott place while he calmed down Isaac but he also had to lie about the whereabouts of Derek.

It wasn't like he didn't mind if people knew where he was though it would be awkward to tell Isaac that 'Yeah, Derek is here but he just can't talk right now' and make it seemed like he and Derek were having some weird kinky sex when they were in fact not.

Stiles didn't really think much of his love for the pack, making sure everyone was safe and in good hands of there partners especially Liam. He didn't know why he had decided to pick the Chimera out of all the members (in age) for Liam he had to pick the chimera.

It took Stiles awhile to see Theo was good for him and after he did he let it slide.

The front door opened, Stiles thought it was his dad and yelled "Hey Dad!" Stiles said as he lifted himself into a sitting potion so he could see his dad but when he was meet with a certain strawberry blonde hair girl he froze for a moment.

"Lydia! what are you dong here?" he asked "how did you even get in?"

"There was a key underneath the mat" she smiled and shrugged "I need to talk to you about something"

Stiles shifted as he made room for her on the couch there was worry look on his face. "what is it? everything okay with the pack?" worry filled his chest, he hadn't been checking his phone all day since he had put it on silent.

Lydia shook her head before taking a deep "it's about us" Stiles froze when he heard Lydia as he was sure he wasn't acting any different towards her since he notices his feelings changing towards her.

Stiles looked at her confused "what?"

"I know you don't love me like you used to, I can see it in your eyes" She explained as she held out her hands and Stiles took them out of confusion. Lydia held his hands in a soft grip as she looked at him with a gentle smile.

"H-How…? what?" Stiles was dumbfounded by how she had known before he even told her though he was sure that he didn't need to tell her due to the fact that her and him had dated other people though his heart always went back to her in the end.

"because I can see and I saw it when we went bowling and I think you have eyes on another person" she grinned because of course she knew who he had been staring at when they were all at the loft.

Stiles face flushed a red and he looked down. "nah.. that won't happen"

"why? is it because he is 24?"

"25" Stiles said automatically. Lydia looked surprised and confused at him "what? no Derek is 24"

Stiles shook his head and laughed a little "No, he is 25" he thinned his lips before Lydia pulled away.

"It will, you may not see it or you do but you don't want to believe it but he feels for you what you feel for him" She sighs "and also you know how old he is when even I didn't"

"I know how old every one is" he muttered before she rolled her eyes "alright not the point I am here for okay? I am here to say go for it, go to Derek tell him you love him"

Stiles looked at her with wide eyes "you're being serious?"

"Yes! we can all tell you guys have a bond stronger than any of ours. You guys are…one hell of a duo" She smiled before pulling Stiles into a hugged.

When Lydia had left. Stiles was stuck on the couch again, the show he was watching wasn't processing in his head anymore. He blankly staring at the screen now.

He could feel in his pocket his phone ringing well more like buzzing. Stiles slowly grabbed it as he glances away from the screen only to be staring at Derek contact. Derek was the one calling him and his heart wanted to jump out of his chest.

He answered because it was Derek, you always answer Derek.

"Hey Der" he said softly a tone he rarely used with anyone.

he could hear a low chuckle before a reply "Hey Stiles, how is everything over there" he asked.

Stiles slowly laid on the couch, letting out a groan "hm same old same old. Pack raided the loft like always and bothering the shit out of me" he yawned.

This was the first time he was feeling tired since Derek had left though there was a good chance that this was the lack of sleep in the past two days.

"have you been sleeping alright?" There was a worry tone to Derek. Stiles had to admit that made his heart melt when. "Hm yeah.. sure" he mumbled.

Derek laughed "Alright well, Brazil is great" Derek than started to talk about the amazing things in Brazil. Stiles had little care for the country and only cared for the fact that Derek voice was like honey in his ear, making it hard to stay awake to.

Stiles had thought that maybe it was just his wolf form that could make him fall asleep but he was wrong. It was his voice, the way his arms wrapped around him when they cuddled on the stupid recliner couch, and the warmth he had.

Stiles was falling for a person he should have been falling for a long time ago.

Day 4

Stiles had the best sleep of his life that night on the couch. He woke up to the sun in his eyes, shifting to get away from the sun.

"well good morning" Stiles jumped and turned to look at his dad, raised brow.

Stiles whined, rubbing his eyes before he sat up "hm.. morning"

Noah thinned his lips while he smiled "how did you sleep?" he asked with a tilt in his head. Stiles glanced around, he was on the couch in the living room. "Uh….good" he mumbled the only thing he remembered from the night before was being on the phone.

He rolled off the couch, trying to find his phone "what are you still doing here?" Stiles glanced over his shoulder, his dad still standing there watching him.

"It's seven in the morning"

Stiles eyes went wide the moment he found his phone almost dead and checked his recent calls. He blanked as he saw that he had called Derek for ten hours and he was asleep for most of that.

"Stiles" Noah said

Stiles shook his head "What are you doing here?" he asked. Stiles furrowed his brows as he replied "what do you mean?" He chuckled a little.

He crossed his arms over his chest. "Well I thought you would be at the loft. It seems everyone has been there every day since Derek left" Stiles looked at him as he tried to come up with a lie or something.

"And I came home, you were asleep on the couch on call with Derek" he looked at Stiles with a look that Stiles could only describe as both impressed but also slightly weirded out. Stiles sighs and shrugged a little "I was really tired, alright?"

"are you feeling okay? you know?" Noah asked suspecting that this could be something other than trouble sleeping which he did have a right to be worried and paranoid after the last time Stiles started to lose sleep.

Stiles nodded "now I am" he said as he straightened up.

Even though he had the best sleep of the week last night, he still felt tired like there was a looming dark cloud over his head waiting for him to fall asleep again and wanting him to fall asleep.

He pulled his knees to his chest as he typed on his laptop. Stiles was little confused on what could he looked up that he hadn't already looked up before but it was the only thing that could keep his mind away from the pack and Derek. If he got one more message from them he was going to throw his phone across the room.

Stiles checked his phone, twenty messages. He scrolled through them many were trying to get his attention he quickly type out that he was busy and couldn't hang out.

"Sheriff! is Stiles busy today?" Mason said as he walked into Noah office like he owned the place. Noah closed the file he was looking at before the two came in.

Noah raised a brow at him and shook his head "Nope, he shouldn't be at least" He replied leaning back in his seat.

Mason huffed a little and turned to Corey. "but he said he was" Noah tilts his head as he looked a them. It was a type a look someone gives you when you have been gullible enough to believe.

Mason shoulder dropped "Oh…he lied to us!" he huffed.

Noah snorted "I thought you would have learned your lesson by now with Theo in your pack now" He muttered. They two looked at the sheriff "oh shut up" Mason said as he pulled Corey by the all out of the office.

Noah laughed before that laughter dropped down to a concern. He remembered when Stiles first started losing sleep, becoming more anxious, not remembering that he screamed and thrashed in his sleep but becoming distant from the pack was a new thing.

So when Noah got home that evening, Stiles was cooking. He didn't even know that his son knew how to do that.

"are you cooking?" he asked as he took off his jacket and placed it on the counter.

"Yup, making your favorite" He shrugged.

Noah stood in the kitchen as he watched Stiles work on dinner "how was work?" Stiles asked.

And it was moment like these that made Noah remember his late wife. Stiles had the same brown eyes, brown hair and Noah was pretty sure that Stiles only had his nose maybe his jaw as well but still. Claudia and Stiles were identical in every other way and would have been proud of how their son turned out.

Stiles glanced over to him "Dad…what's wrong?" he asked. He shook his head a little "nothing.." he smiled a little as he made his way thought the kitchen to the dinning room before stopping.

"You should go to the loft" He said as he turned on his heals to face Stiles. Stiles looked at him with a confusion "what?"

"You haven't been to the loft since Derek left, have you?" Noah asked. Stiles blinked at him in shocked. His dad was right in a sense that he hadn't been to the loft since Tuesday the day after Derek had left and since than he hadn't stepped into it.

Stiles looked at Noah and blinked before laughing softly "No! I was there the day after he left"

"That was the day after, you haven't been there since or hung out with anyone since that bowling night on Wednesday"

Stiles groaned "how do you know that?"

"I'm the sheriff, I know everything" Stiles made a face at him before scoffing because his dad definitely did not know everything. Noah laughed a little and hums "but go over there, especially to get some sleep" he grinned. Stiles rolled his eyes

"what does that mean?"

Noah just shrugged "watch the stove, food is going to burn"

Stiles gasped as he turned back around to the stove, he cursed. He knew that Derek took action a lot louder than words and even though Lydia had given her blessing(?) if that was what to call it he still didn't know about his feelings for Derek but he could tell that they were there and they were growing more since Derek had left

Day 5

The night was not filled with peacefulness as Stiles hoped it to be, he was tossing and turning unable to find a place to get comfortable in. Eventually the tears started to grow in his eyes before he pushed his palms into his eyes because he didn't want to cry over something so stupid like trying to sleep. Stiles hated not being able to sleep and it was all because there was no warmth, no fur next to him and if he didn't know Derek would be coming home at the end of the week he would get himself a dog.

He sat up when he heard his dad down stairs so he knew that it was eight in the morning. Stiles was going to stay in his room until his dad left which wasn't going to be long until he heard the front door open and close that's when Stiles knew his dad was gone, that is when he decided.

Stiles got up, grabbing his pillow and his keys. There was no point in getting dressed for only him to fall asleep. He knew his dad was right about one thing he needed sleep and he wasn't going to get it in his own bed.

The drive to the loft was one thing, drooping eyes as he tried to stay in his lane was a difficult task. He still wonder how is younger self was able to do this but there was no time to question his younger self.

When he got to the loft, he could see familiar cars there which meant that the pack was there. Stiles didn't care at all, he had missed the many message the other day. The reason they were all there could be a sign that they had plan something the other day and Stiles was in no mood to check his phone.

As Stiles made his way to the main loft area. He could hear them all talking and laughing when he opened the door and walked in to see the chaos that he had missed out on.

"No! not there!" Lydia screeched as she stopped Malia from placing a pan on the counter. Malia growled but stopped "Agh! but Lydia" she huffed a little. Stiles than took interest on the four on the couch.

Isaac with arms wrapped around Scott "Hey Stiles" He said before making a face "here to join us for breakfast?"

"Yeah! you didn't test us that you were coming" Erica pipped in.

Stiles blinked slowly at them before grumbling as he walked off before speaking louder "Don't bother me!" he yelled out by the time he got up the stairs.

Isaac looked at Scott than at Erica "mamma does not wanna be messed with today" He snorted.

"why don't keep calling him that?" Boyd asked with a raised brow. Isaac shrugged "I don't know it…it just feels right"

When Stiles had gotten to the upstairs, he knew which room he was going in. He didn't care for the missing person connected to this bed.

He walked in, throwing his pillow onto the bed before heading to the closet and picked out one of the many black shirts that Derek owned. Stiles switched his shirt before he got into the made bed.

Stiles had never felt so warm in his life as he curled into a ball while he held one of Derek pillow while he used his own to lay his head on. The smell of sandalwood and musk, he hadn't really taken an interest in Derek smell until early this month and it had been a scent he has been wanting to smell since Derek leaving.

The way he buried his face into the neighboring pillow while he closed his eyes, the blanket covering most of his face. If he didn't know any better it would look like no one was in the bed.

Downstairs was a different story.

"is he sleeping?" Lydia asked while she handed Boyd and Erica their plate. "Yeah he seems to be" Scott said with a shrug.

There was a small smile on Lydia face, her talk seemed to have moved Stiles in the right way and she was glad for that though there may have been other pushing from someone she didn't think would but that wasn't her business to know.

"Well at least he is sleeping, you know?" She replied.

Back in time to Day 3 when Derek called Stiles.

When Derek had talked to Stiles, he wasn't expecting to be on call for that long. It didn't take him long to figure out that the other was asleep by the way he heard Stiles snoring which only happened when he was sleeping as hard as a rock.

So Derek had stayed on the phone just in case he did wake up. It wasn't like he was doing much in Brazil besides research and making up plans to help Cora and the pack she was helping out.

"what are you doing?" Cora asked as she came up behind Derek, arms crossed as she leaned over his shoulder. Derek had a laptop and an notebook open but that wasn't what caught her attention in the first place. It was the fact that Derek had a call on his phone that was longer than five minutes.

Derek eyed her "researched" he hums. Cora snorted "Oh really? than why are you on a call? a silent one at that which has been ongoing for…six hours" Derek face went a pinkish color. That was the first time Cora had ever seen her bother face turn that shade of color.

"oh…uh it's Stiles"

"wait? the human? the one you like?" Cora raised a brow "aren't you guys dating already?"

Derek sputtered out a few words before took a deep breath to get his words right before he spoke up. "No…we're friends"

"friends that call one another just to sleep? friends that cuddle?" She was hitting a nerve as she could see Derek jaw clench and unclench. Cora missed the times where she was able to bug the hell out of Derek and could watch the gears in his head spin.

"friends do that"

"hm not really, at least not the friends I know"

Derek tensed but he knew that he couldn't get away from the question that Cora was asking. She was going to keep asking, was going to get him to spill whatever.

"alright fine, Stiles and sleep don't really have the best relationship so I have been helping by…well wolf form"

Cora tried her best not to laugh but once she really thought about it "wait, but you do like him right?"

"Yes, I thought we already established that months ago"

Cora raised her hands up in defense as she leaned on the table "Okay… well than confess"

"can't he likes Lydia"

"How long has he been asleep for?"

Derek looked down at his phone and than the time "He was out in less than ten minutes" Cora grew a smile and leaned over to Derek "the voice of someone you like can bring you comfort" she replied before she straighten up "I think you may want to rethink that statement you said about him liking a girl"

Derek grumbled, shaking his head.

It was early in the morning on day 6.

Derek wasn't expecting to be back a day early but here he was. He slid the door open and was greeted by Isaac on the couch watching TV.

"Oh hey" Isaac mumbled as he glanced his way but than turned back to the TV.

Derek dropped his bags down at the door before walking further into the room, seeing that Isaac had taken up a new show. "what are you watching?" he asked.

"hm fear the walking dead" he sighs "there is a character, Troy that looks a lot like me" he chuckled.

Derek hums "huh…okay well anyways is Stiles here? I saw his jeep"

Isaac finally pealed his eyes away from the TV and looked at Derek "mom was in a bad mood yesterday, came in and has been sleeping in your room ever since"

Derek blinked at him "did you call Stiles mom?" he asked

Isaac threw his hands in the air a little bit "Yes? why does every seem to find that weird" he groaned

"Hey, I was just asking" Derek ruffled Isaac hair before making his way up the stairs.

Derek didn't know what he was expecting to see when he walked into his room, he was expecting maybe a awake Stiles on his laptop but instead saw only hairs sticking out of the blanket.

Stiles had completely engulfed himself in Derek bed. He took his shoes off quietly as he could but when he heard the soft snoring of Stiles, Derek knew he could be at least a little louder.

This would be the first time Derek was getting into bed with Stiles not in his wolf form. He should be nervous not excited but he was. There was really no reason to turn into his wolf form for this as Stiles seemed to be in a deep sleep just from the scent of his bed.

Derek eventually got into the bed, a hand slowly going to Stiles shoulder to see if he could wake him up.

It took a few minutes until Stiles stirred awake.

"Der..? oh hey" Stiles voice rough but the smile that grew on his face as he didn't even open his eyes to confirmed just wrapped his lanky arm around Derek mid-section and buried his face into his chest. Derek could smell the faint scent of Stiles, the anxiety that linger, cheap body spray and coffee but that seemed to be mask by Derek smell. There was a protective urge he got from just that realization that Stiles came all the way to loft just to sleep in his bed, to be indulged by Derek.

Maybe Cora was right after all.

Stiles had been asleep for almost two days, he had awaking around eleven in the morning.

Derek was gone from the bed but there was an indication that he was there. Stiles could see that after he rubbed away hours of sleep from his eyes, he was slow to get up. He hadn't moved his limps in awhile and he could feel it as he walked.

There was everyone scattered around the loft. Theo and Liam playong chess, Boyd and Erica playing there card game, Scott and Isaac messing around with the radio, Lydia and Derek in the kitchen. There wasn't a phone in sight, this was memories being made without the documentation.

Stiles walked over to Theo and Liam to watch them play. Theo moved a rook before looking at Liam. Liam was looking at the board, trying to figure out the next move he should do. Theo was winning and since he was a master at chess decided to help Liam out by moving a bishop.

"there you go" he grunted, slapping Liam on the shoulder.

"Thanks, ma" Liam muttered.

Stiles froze for a moment, first Isaac and now Liam? he didn't want to know who was next to call him 'mom'. He chuckled and walked to the kitchen, looking at Derek gave him a run for his money sometimes.

Stiles did feel better knowing the fact that Lydia was okay with him moving on from her. He knew that they had there moments, her kissing him while he had a panic attack, her ready to risk her life for him but love was never easy especially when they were fighting against creature thought to be only mythical.

Derek smiled at him, making his heart skip a beat being in a loft with seven people who had super hearing wasn't the best right now but Stiles didn't care he had his Derek back and that's all he cared about.

"How'd you sleep?" Derek asked with a raised brow

Stiles blinked at him before answering "good, you?"

"good, also I fix the jeep" Derek said casually

Stiles looked at him like Derek had three heads "why? there was nothing wrong with it"

"there was, i was going to replace the break pads before I left but didn't have time but i did it this morning while you slept"

Stiles thinned his lips as he nodded "well thanks..when did you get in?" he asked.

"around six" he said before adding on "I woke up at eight"

Stiles hums a little before looking down, right! Stiles was wearing one of Derek shirt. He blinked as he realized and now he couldn't turn back now but than again Derek had already slept in his bed for many nights he was only returning the favor (by accident mind you).

The older male went back to helping Lydia cook.

The pack could feel the tension with Derek and Stiles had grown more that day. The pack could all see and hear it even Theo who didn't care what the other pack members did was getting annoyed.

As he and Liam left for the day, he spoke up.

"when are they going to get together?" He asked as he closed the door to the truck. Liam hums and turned to look at him.

Liam raised a brow "I don't know, they will figure it out though" he said with a shrug.

Theo grunted "it's taking them to long, they have been like this for a month"

"When I kissed you we literally got into a fist fight and than didn't speak for a week. It wasn't until…" Liam stopped for a moment before his smile grew bigger more mischievous "I know what to do"

The chimera looked at him and Liam eyes did most of the talking before he laughed, nodding "alright pup, I see where you are going with this"