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December 31st
It was getting warmer and warmer as the days passed. After Christmas everyone had pretty much kept to themselves.
The year is coming to an end and all Derek could think about was on the one thing he planned on doing today.
Stiles was at home with his eyes transfixed on the Tv. His past few days have been nothing but sex, eating, and watching tv.
The station returned to it's regular schedule. Derek was back to work, but he took up residence at the Stilinski house. Every once in a while he would go back to his apartment to check in on Cora and get clothing he needed.
The apartment was practically hers now. The other day when he walked in he saw Eli.
"What are you doing here?" Derek asked rising from where he sat on his old bed. Eli froze completely in place, but he managed to step out of the elevator. He swallowed the lump in his throat and the alpha’s gaze made him nervous.
“Cora invited me” His knuckles gripped the bag he was carrying tightly. “Derek” Cora’s voice came from upstairs and interrupted them. Derek’s eyes didn’t move from Eli. He looked up and saw Cora smiling at her brother.
“Come up here, Eli” She sounded tired, and sort of looked it too. He slipped off his shoes at the door and walked upstairs. He watched him walk up the stairs and walk into Cora’s room. She shot Derek a glace and closed the door behind her.
He shrugged his shoulders and continued to fill up his duffel bag with clothes he’d be taking back home. He heard the sound of the Tv and food being eaten. Cora shuffled out of the room and closed door.
Derek laid down on his bed and closed his eyes. “So are you guys a thing now?” He asked his older sister with a soft tone. She was coming back from the kitchen with a bowl in her hand.
She stopped and stared down at him. “How’s Stiles?” She was changing subjects, and that meant something was going on. “He’s fine” Derek said giving her a certain look. They sat in silence for a few minutes.
Cora took a deep breath and laid down with him. Her eyes close and another breath came out of her. “I don’t know” she mumbled, barely audible. He seemed to understand the simplicity yet big meaning in the words ‘i don’t know’.
“I understand, I’ve been there” Derek said closing his own eyes and remembering his life months ago. It was a mess and many things in his life took the wrong turns because of the decisions he made. The consequences were negative, but something positive always got back at him. So far in this long story of messes and things, Stiles was the only positive thing that he was glad for so far, and the his sister’s reappearance in his life.
Derek often had flashbacks of his first night with Stiles. It was awkward and the morning wasn't any better.
A few months back
"I can't believe you don't know how to swim" He mumbled throwing a towel at Derek.
He glanced back at Stiles and leaned back down at the broken glass on the floor. "It looked like it recognized you" he picked up a few pieces and placed them back down.
Stiles froze in place and held his towel tightly. He thought of other times he had seen the Kanima and this time something felt different.
"It recognized both of us" he said walking back towards Derek who was leaned down the space with broken glass. Derek held something in him.
He quickly stood up, towering Stiles, and he pulled him close. Derek's breathing became louder and he shut his eyes.
Stiles felt Derek pull him closer and his arms rose back up and came around Derek.
"Derek I-"
"Shut up" Stiles knew what this was for. It was for all the times he did things for Derek. Something was happening between them and he couldn't identify what it was. Neither could Derek at this point.
His arms became loose and they let go of each other. The alpha swallowed the lump in his throat and he realized what he had just done. They stared at each other.
Stiles' body moved on his own and his hand slid he grabbed the back of his head. Derek felt the warm touch on him and he leaned closer.
Their lips touched and it first it was an innocent and simple kiss. Stiles sneakily slipped his tongue inside the Alpha's mouth. Derek moaned into it and welcomed Stiles in.
This would be the first time in a long time that he would be doing this. Kissing someone, feeling something, and that feeling of falling was all over him.
Stiles pulled Derek closer and his fingers slid down Derek's back lifting the wet cloth. Derek got the message and with both his hands he lifted his shirt and threw it on the floor. Stiles did the same and Derek's hands grabbed his thighs and Stiles' legs wrapped around him.
"Stop, we need to stop" Stiles arms came down and he hopped off Derek. The alpha found his shirt and sat down on the floor. Stiles walked around with his hands in his hair.
"Did you mean it?" He asked as he stopped walking and stood in front of Derek.
"Yeah I did" Derek's voice became a lot lower than he expected it too, he was scared of Stiles' reaction to their actions.
"Were gonna finish this" Stiles slipped on his shirt and stood and in front of Derek, and suddenly the older man felt heated with the other so close to him. They have to finish this.
Derek rushed up and their lips connected again. He couldn't help himself at this point. Everything seemed to fade when they were close.
"My room. There's a tree"
Two hours later
Stiles laid in bed with his head brain shooting waves of memories down his spine. His day had been completely ruled by what he did at the pool.
Yes. Finding out and catching the monster that was killing was still one of his main priorities, but at that moment a certain someone wouldn't leave his head. It was like the image and taste of his lips were stuck onto his memory, but he didn’t mind.
He looked over at his clock and saw that it still was at the same time he looked at it last. 2:23A.M. He should be sleeping by now, but the chance that this man would be here made his mind shake. He crossed the room and sat down on his computer chair.
He opened the laptop and scrolled through some things. After about thirty minutes of blogging and internet research he heard something from his window. Another loud thump caught his attention and he heard something fall.
As it turned out Derek had tripped and landed on his ass. “Why is it so dark in here?” he mumbled and stood back up. Stiles was just in his underwear and he realized he probably should have put on some clothes.
Derek sat down on the edge of the bed and looked towards Stiles. He was just sitting in the chair. Finally he stood up and went to his dresser. “sorry it got hot in here” he said with a blush rising, and even in the dark Derek could see how his shoulder became stiff and almost blushed with his face.
He kicked off his boots and his jacket fell on the floor with a thump. The warm feeling in his chest became hotter and hotter as he got closer to Stiles.
He placed his hands on Stiles shoulders and the young man froze under his touch. “you don’t have to get dressed” Derek shouldn’t be allowed to talk when he’s trying to seduce someone. His gruff and rough voice hit Stiles’ down to the core.
Stiles’ felt the other’s body heat become closer and hotter. Those large hands sild down his shoulders and wrapped around him. Stiles closed his eyes and felt the hands slide down his chest and stomach, until they reached the rim of the boxers.
Derek swallowed, he was actually nervous, but he was trying to make this good for Stiles. He could feel the bit of hair above Stiles’ dick and his hand slid down even further. He could feel that Stiles was already hard and leaking pre cum.
“Hmm” he hummed with his mouth planting kisses on Stiles neck. “You're gonna drive me crazy” Stiles reached down it joined Derek’s under his underwear. Derek pulled them down at once and quickly led Stiles to the bed.
He saw Stiles length and smiled. Stiles blushed and looked away from him. He leaned back down and took Stiles’ dick in his mouth all at once. A loud moan escaped his throat when Stiles hips bucked up to meet the warmth.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
It was already eight at night. A location for the new years was already decided on and Scott decided to only go at around ten. He stretched his arms and crawled back into bed.
Allison was currently in the bathroom, taking a shower. He could hear singing along to music and maybe even dancing. It was like after christmas they just became closer, but he felt like he could do something for her.
She would be most likely be going home right after her shower, and they would meet up again at Jackson’s house for the party. Lydia had invited them and she mostly needed help decorating and getting things prepped.
The party would officially begin at ten, but some people would have to be there by nine or eight. One of those people were Allison.
Scott would have loved to help, but he promised his mother to be at the hospital with her for a few minutes of the day because she couldn’t get the day off to celebrate. It was like that often. Recently he had been receiving multiple phone calls from his father.
He decided not to call back.
~ ~ ~ ~
Stiles made his way around the house. His day had been boring and he couldn’t wait until the party. His father was at the station and would be there the entire day, the alpha said he was going to go check on Cora.
He walked down stairs and took a seat on the couch. In his hands he held the pictures of Derek’s past in his hands. Nothing had been heard from Peter for days and nobody seemed to know where he was.
Since Derek worked at the station he tried to find some kind of evidence or something to show that Peter would be coming back, but the man seemed to cover his tracks and anything he left behind with perfection.
Each night he slept with Derek he could see that fact of Peter leaving town without the proper words was something that bothered him, he’d tried bringing it up in conversation days before, but Derek became tensed and skipped the subject.
It looked like he was scared of Cora becoming distant from him. He shuffled the pictures around and found another one he hadn’t seen before.
It was of a baby with rifled up black hair and he stared at the camera with a huge smile planted on his face. Stiles saw light reflect on the picture, on the back he could see that there was writing on the back.
He turned the picture around and it said
Derek 3 years old. Stiles chuckled and turned it back around. His boyfriend was probably one of the most adorable children he had seen with his long black hair in all directions, it reminded him of when Derek woke up in the morning most days.
He heard the front door open and someone walk in. “Stiles?” the alpha’s voice sounded strained and tired. He had taken the night shift at the station last night and had gotten home at 7am.
Stiles heard him shuffle into bed with his uniform still on, and he fell asleep faster than ever. Even faster than when they had sex, and that was surprising to Stiles. Derek walked in and stood behind him with small box in his hand.
“got your donuts” he placed them on the small table in front of the couch and took an original glazed for himself. Stiles bent forward and took one for himself, not bothering to check which one he got. They were all sweet to him.
“look at this” Stiles handed him the picture and he saw the older man smile as he looked at the picture. “you were adorable” Stiles mumbled and drank from his mug which was filled with hot chocolate, he handed the mug to Derek and he took his own sip from it.
He smiled once again and looked at the back of the picture. “glad he left these” Derek said with a glint in his eyes. Stiles saw his features soften as he looked at the picture.
He took the mug back and has he placed it down Derek laid his head down on boyfriends lap. Stiles hand came into contact with short black hair and he ran his hands through his hair. “wake me up later” Derek mumbled and quickly fell asleep again.
Stiles could feel the vibration of Derek’s breathing and his movement against his thighs. Derek’s breathing was smooth and calm, but sometimes it would rise due to the nightmares he had often.
They both laid back and calmed to the sound of the Tv. Stiles simply flipped channels and waited a while. It was around seven when he finally finished all of the donuts and had decided to stand up from where he sat.
He could hear Derek’s soft snore and he could see his chest rising and falling slowly. Stiles planted a kiss on his head and carefully walked away, not to make too much noise because he didn’t Derek to wake up.
The job at the station was getting to him. Stiles had an idea in the back of his mind. A vacation was in order. He would be graduating at the end of january, and the sound of spending summer with Derek and traveling was extremely tempting.
San Francisco would be the first place he’d want to go. Derek had mentioned passing by there before finally coming to Beacon Hills for his stay. Stiles got some clothing together and hopped into the shower.
He could of woken up Derek and asked him to join him in the shower, and he was absolutely positive Derek would have woken up at once and joined him, but the man needed his sleep from his tiring night.
The warm water rushed down his skin and it felt like he was being cleansed of his troubles, and he really would have been if Derek was in the shower with him right now. A warm wind blew around and he smiled at the feel of it all.
His mind wandered and then the sound of his phone interrupted the great moment he was having in the shower. He quickly turned off the water and rushed out, wrapping a towel around his waist and grabbing his phone.
It was his dad calling to check on him. When he’d left this morning he told him he would be calling midday to check on him.
He answered it and walked out of the bathroom, heading to his bedroom. “Hello?” he quickly regretted leaving the shower that fast. A cold wind made contact with his skin.
“how you doing?” his father already sounded tired and sort happy at the same time. “fine, so Derek just got home and he’s sleeping” Stiles could hear other voices and clicking in the background.
“when you guys are going to the party, tell him to stop by here” Stiles found it a bit strange that his father would want Derek there, when the young officer was on his own time. “I’ll tell him” Stiles said his goodbyes and hung up.
He started getting dressed for the party, it was still early but he figured it would be easier to get dressed now.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The moon came onto the sky with all it’s glory, literally. It shone bright and it’s light seemed to be stronger than most nights. Stars were perfectly visible and their light seemed to be stronger too. There little to no clouds on the sky and it made the night itself already perfect.
Stiles sat outside with three hoodies on and a mug next to him. His toes were planted in the cold dirt and he could hear the music from his phone playing softly. It was most likely a bad idea to be doing this, he’d catch a cold.
The way the snow had left ground made it soft. He did this a lot more often during the summer and spring. He took the sip of the mug and set it back down. He could hear Derek walking around and doing things inside.
He’d would’ve been ready by now, but Stiles didn’t know why he was taking so long. Then, a voice reached his ears, a voice he’d never thought he would hear again.
“hey” Peter walked toward him and sat down next to Stiles. They sat in silence for a few minutes then finally the questions began. “Are you really leaving?” Stiles asked not bothering to turn towards him.
“yeah I am” he looked back at the door and turned his head slowly to see the window. He saw Derek walking around the kitchen, stuffing his mouth with food. “he’s mad at you”
Peter’s smiled faded and he looked back down at Stiles who was looking at him with calm eyes. “I’m surprised you're not” he mumbled and sat back down. “he deserves a goodbye” Stiles stuck to the same subject and wouldn’t change it until he got the answers he wanted.
“it’ll be harder for me to leave if I say goodbye face to face” and that was just the answer Stiles was looking for. He knew that the Hale’s weren’t the fluffy and cuddly type, and he loved one of them and wouldn’t change Derek for anything.
“alright” Stiles said simply and turned his head back down, taking his eyes off Peter’s. “I want you to have something” Peter reached into his jacket pocket and pulled a single key. It was silver and had his name imprinted on it in cursive letter.
“It’s my bike” Stiles’ eyes widened and he grabbed the key. “consider it a christmas present, and another kind of present” Stiles looked at the key in his hand and looked back towards Peter. “take care of them for me” Peter messed up Stiles’ hair and started to walk away towards a black old car.
Then Stiles realized something. “What do you mean ‘them’?” he shouted towards the man who was standing in the middle of street now. Peter froze and turned around with a smile on his face.
“Your alpha and the bike” Peter saluted him and continued to walk to the car. Stiles watched the car drive way towards the the exit of town. The front door opened and Derek came out, so he sat next to Stiles.
His eyes were fixed on the road the car had just driven away. “you ready?” he felt a firm hand on his thigh and his attention shifted to the man next to him. He simply nodded and stood up. He managed to hide the key of the bike in his pocket and walk up to his room.
He found a place for it and walked back where Derek awaited him. “you're gonna catch a cold if you keep doing that” Derek pointed at Stiles feet. They were somewhat muddy and he walked to nearest bathroom.
“I’ve been doing it since I was little kid” he mumbled as he washed his feet in the tub. Derek crossed his arms and watched him from the door. Stiles chuckled at an old memory that came up with his words.
“my mother used to sit outside with me during the summer and we’d sit there watching the trees, listening to music, sometimes she would read to me. My foot planted in the warm soil” Derek became completely quiet and watched him. He saw a few tears threatening to leave Stiles’ eyes.
“i just-” he got caught up in his own words.
“miss her sometimes? like a wave of feelings?” Derek finished his sentence for him and their eyes met. “yeah” Derek knew how he felt. His mother had died and some memories had died with her, but he was making new ones with someone he loved.
They kissed and Stiles got his shoes on. Derek finished getting dressed and they started heading towards the station before the party itself. It was around ten twenty when they arrived at the station.
Sheriff was the front talking to another young officer. Derek hopped out of the car and Stiles saw his father lead the alpha to his office. He was inside for about twenty minutes, and when he came out he had smile on his face. It was like he had received a blessing for something.
“What’s going on?” he asked with a soft voice. Derek tried to hide his smile a little and just said “it’s nothing” and Stiles left it at that.
They headed over to Jackson’s house. In under twenty minutes they had arrived. Derek held a beer in his hand as he talked to Eli and some other people. On the other side of the room Stiles was once again arguing with some other people.
Derek had noticed his boyfriend had that effect on some people. He made them want to discuss and argue about things they never really wanted to to talk about.
“Hey” Cora bumped arms with Derek and smiled up at him. Even though she was older, she was still small. Peter sometimes liked to crack jokes about her height. “have you seen him?” She asked as they walked outside. Derek placed his beer down on a little table and looked out towards the moon.
It was at it’s brightest today, and he could feel it’s power and light running through him. He took a deep breath and looked back at her. “no” he said simply and sharply. She simply nodded in return and grabbed his arm.
Now that she could feel Derek’s feelings. The light of the moon ran through her veins and mind. It was almost like getting high, not that she would know.
They went back inside after talking a bit more and deciding on a few things. Derek looked at the clock and saw that it was almost midnight, meaning the year would be coming to an end in only a few minutes.
People danced around and a countdown was on the large tv. He found Stiles in the crowd before the people started to chant and begin the ten second countdown. They kissed deeply and Stiles smiled against the intimacy.
“Happy new year” Stiles mumbled and as they reached five Stiles walked forward and chanted with everyone else.
“ONE!” a bottle of champagne was opened and foam flew around the room. Balloons fell from the ceiling and people began to hug one another.
Stiles was hugging some of his friends and realized he lost sight of Derek. He started to look around, and finally after minutes of walking around and asking he found his alpha. Who was now with one knee on the floor and a small box in his hand.
His own heart skipped beat as the entire room became quiet and Derek’s words seeped into his mind and skin. Derek’s hand opened the box and inside was two silver rings.
“Stiles Stilinski, will you marry me?”