Okay but consider this. Stiles and Derek in a relationship OBVIOUSLY bicker all the time. But after their first actual fight, Derek is SHAKEN, okay. Because he's already convinced he doesn't deserve good things from the get-go, and then Stiles - this gorgeous, perfect boy who's allowing Derek into his life and for some reason actually WANTS him there - is now seriously pissed at him and he's just bracing himself for when Stiles has had enough of him and decides to leave. He knows it'll (cont)
utterly wreck him but heās convinced itās inevitable. So thatās how, about a half hour after their first fight, Stiles, who is still very, very pissed, finds himself holding Derek and shushing him gently, whispering things like āof course I still love you, you big babyā. Yeah. I just got feels.
Wait, I just need to go curl up into a ball for a couple of hours and cry.
āAre you- are you going to leave me?ā Derek asks. Heās still standing in the same place Stiles left him half an hour ago, his voice a broken whisper, body deflated after yelling, and Stiles-
-Stiles forgets what he wanted to say because all he knows is that Derek has that closed off look in his eyes, the one that breaks Stilesā heart, and now Derek is wearing it because of him. Heās never gotten that look from Derek, the one he saw there just after Boyd died, andā¦andā¦
Heās crossing the room before his mouth dares to make things worse, pulling Derek into his arms and biting down on his lip hard when Derek buries his face in Stilesā shoulder and lets out a wrecked sob. Stiles has never heard that sound from Derek before and he finds himself shaking slighly, body still tense from their fight, not sure how to soothe him. To make him understand it was just a fight. That itās okay.
āListen,ā he says, kissing the top of Derekās hair. āIām not going anywhere, alright? I promise, Derek. No matter what gets said between us, nothing will ever push me away from you. Understand?ā
Stiles doesnāt know whatās worse, the thought of Derek shaking his head, or the fact he actually does nothing at all, just holds on to Stiles a little tighter as if to say, please.
āWeāre going to fight, Derek. It happens. Sometimes it might get so bad Iāll end up sleeping on Scottās couch just to cool off, but that doesnāt mean-ā
āNo,ā Derek says, cutting him off and pulling back. His eyes are puffy and Stiles knows itās not the right thing to be thinking at this moment in time, but he canāt help it because, truthfully, he never thought he would see the day where he would stand there and think someone looks more beautiful than Lydia Martin crying.Ā
āNo,ā Derek says again, shaking his head. āJust- not that, okay? Iād rather you broke something or screamed all night than leave me. Please, just-ā he averts his eyes and wraps his arms around himself. āJust, please never leave me after. Everyone always leaves.ā
Stiles knows how much courage it takes Derek to say those last words, and slowly pulling him back towards him, he wraps Derek up in his arms and runs a soothing hand up and down his back.
āShhh, Iāll be here. Iāll be here. No-one is going to leave again.ā
Stiles doesnāt know if Derek believes him, but he takes some comfort in the fact his heartbeat will have remained steady the whole time as he said it.
