Stiles wasn’t sure how it came to this. Well, he did.The pack had finally come together. All of them, even Scott. They were one now, Derek alpha and everyone accepting that.
So now they had pack sleepovers, something Derek said he hated but they all knew he loved it, always held at Derek’s apartment. And since the unicorns that had come into town last week they had been all trying to stick together as much as possible. Especially since apparently unicorns went after virgins for purity reasons. Really Stiles just need to pay a prostitute to get rid of the thing since really it was what threatened his life the most.
And since the unicorns had come it had been Stiles babysitting season. Today happen to be Derek’s turn. And since they were already used to sleeping over at Derek’s Stiles felt no need to make the man stay at his house and sleep on the floor.
Since his father knew about the whole werewolves and things that go bump in the night thing his dad was more than happy to have someone watching after Stiles. He also look a little pleased when Stiles had told him the reason it was going after him was because of his intact purity. Really the man need to realize he wasn’t going to stay that way forever and if it was his choice it would have been done away with a while ago.
But now he was standing in Derek’s room, the man sitting on his bed in only this underwear, clinging to his legs in ways that made Stiles’ throat go dry. They had something going on. Stiles honestly wasn’t sure what to label it. But it was something.
There was a lot of scent marking. Scott had been the one to say something about it first, under the impression that Stiles obviously didn’t know what the alpha was doing, but honestly Stiles did. He wasn’t that blind. He knew that those lingering touches were more than just comfort or passing movements.
They had this little dance, of flirting veiled thinly by threats and violence hidden almost kisses. It was them.
So now, standing in Derek’s bedroom, after the alpha had said that there was no need for Stiles to sleep on the couch, wondering what would happen. Obviously Derek wanted them to share a bed. And while that was something Stiles seriously wanted to do he wasn’t sure what else might happen. And he wasn’t sure if he was ready for sex even if he said he was or if it would solve a lot of their problems.
Derek got in, just patting the bed next to him. Stiles shuffled over, stepping on the sleep pants he borrowed from Derek, before crawling in. The bed cold and the room dark. But he stared, straight into Derek’s eyes, at least where he thought the man’s eyes were. He wasn’t sure.
The moment the alpha’s eyes flashed red Stiles knew he had been on point, a rumbled, “Go to sleep Stiles,” before going dark again. Stiles tried closing his eyes, then started to wiggle. Trying to arrange his limbs in the most comfortable way and trying to forget that this was the first time he was sharing a bed with someone he was interested in. In love with would be more accurate.
Stiles flipped over. Facing the wall, wide open and body hyperaware of the massive space heater behind him. He couldn’t help it as his limb kept twitching, his mind running at a hundred miles per minute.
He didn’t even realize it happened until but suddenly there were huge, tight, arms around him. Caging him in. He went limp. Brain completely disconnected from the rest of his body. “Relax, Stiles.” It was an annoyed little huff and for some reason it helped. Knowing that this didn’t change who they were.
Stiles’ body relaxed, feeling more comfortable than he had only minutes ago. Warm and comfortable.
And then Stiles just had to go and open his big mouth, “Are we going to have sex? Like I would like that, and yeah it would help with the unicorn thing but ummm is that’s what this is?”
Derek stilled, quiet before sighing, “No, that’s not what this is. This is me protecting you.”
"By cuddling?" Stiles couldn’t help but be an ass about it. He really couldn’t. It was how is brain was wired.
Derek snarled, low, but Stiles knew it was all bravado. “I am not going to have sex with you because of some unicorn.”
"Does that mean you would have sex with me for other reasons? Like you liking me reasons?" There was something about being wrapped in Derek’s warm embrace that gave him the confidence to say this. Also not having to face the man and the room being dark.
"Shut up and go to sleep, Stiles."
"That wasn’t a no." Now he was being a bit of a dick.
Derek lowered his mouth right next to Stiles ear, making him shiver, full body and moving down his spin and to his toes. Just a low snarl that turned him on way more than it should. And he knew Derek could smell it by the way he stuck his face into Stiles’ neck and taking in a deep breath.
Derek gave him the smallest, featherlight kiss to the soft skin behind his ear. So loving and gentle and Stiles knew this would all work out.
Unicorn be damned.