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Stiles doesn’t necessarily have a habit of sleeping in Derek’s bed. Sometimes it just happens. Derek’s bed is more comfortable than his and he has like ten thousand pillows. So sometimes if Stiles is home alone in the apartment, he’ll slip out of his own room and nap in Derek’s. He’s pretty sure Derek knows and doesn’t care so he’s not having any moral struggle over it or anything.
He’s just finished the super long report he has to fill out for work so he decides to take a nap in Derek’s bed until Derek gets home with dinner. It sounds like the perfect waste of his afternoon to be honest.
As soon as he’s in the room he dives onto the bed, flopping back amid all the pillows and pushing the blanket out from underneath him to pull it over him. He moves some of the pillows out of the way because if his head is too elevated he’ll get a crick in his neck and rolls onto his side, sliding an arm underneath his remaining pillow. He’s all ready to get settled down and drift off, but then his hand connects with something hard.
Stiles frowns, sitting up and moving the pillow aside. There’s a book underneath it. It looks pretty unassuming from the cover so he decides to flick through it, finding the page Derek left off on – Derek’s a literary nerd so he usually reads the good stuff. He skims the page lazily until he gets to the last paragraph and his eyes widen in shock.
Stiles flips to the blurb at the back and discovers that Cosmo acclaimed it to be, “a steamy tale of love and despair,” that got them hot under the collar. The book description itself isn’t very detailed – probably wants to keep all the juicy secrets for inside the pages. He opens it back up to the page he’d been on and reads over the scene again.
It isn’t until he hears the front door unlock that he realises he’s been sitting there, reading, for the last two hours. He hastily snaps the book shut and shoves it back under Derek’s pillow, jumping off the bed and forcing himself to take a deep breath before he comes into the living room.
Derek’s at the island that separates their kitchen and living room, unloading take out boxes from a plastic bag. “Hey,” he greets before he seems to notice where Stiles came from and frowns. “What were you doing in my room?”
“Just takin’ a nap,” Stiles shrugs, hopping up onto one of the bar stools at the counter and pulling the carton of Kung po chicken toward him.
It’s a regular enough occurrence that Derek doesn’t seem suspicious, just hands him his chop sticks and goes to the fridge to get them drinks.
Stiles tries to keep his mind blank during dinner but all he can think of is Derek’s book. If Derek notices that he’s acting weird he doesn’t say anything but Stiles catches him giving him strange looks every few minutes for the rest of the night.
*
Derek’s book comes back to him at random times. Like, sometimes they’re just hanging out, doing nothing, and he’ll remember Derek’s reading about Captain Hans and Laurel doin’ the nasty and then things get weird.
He slips up three nights later. They’re all sitting around the coffee table in Scott and Allison’s apartment, eating dinner, when Stiles is suddenly wondering if Derek’s gotten to the part where Hans and Laurel have sex in the barn during the storm yet.
It’s a complete accident when he says, “Hey Derek, can you pass me a slice of penis?”
The entire room silences instantly and eight pairs of eyes swivel to stare at him. Derek’s frozen, hand stretched out halfway to reach for the pizza.
“I- I mean pizza. I mean pizza!” Stiles stammers to correct himself.
“Are you sure you’re not tryna drop a hint, Stilinski?” Jackson asks, smirking. Asshole.
“Yes,” Stiles huffs. Derek wordlessly hands him a piece of pizza before looking steadfastly back at his own food, ears going pink.
“What’s on your mind, Stiles?” Isaac asks innocently – even though he’s anything but.
“Nothing,” Stiles grumbles, scowling when he starts snickering.
“Are you sure?” Erica presses, grinning before biting her lip to suppress her laugh.
“Positive,” Stiles sniffs, taking a huge bite of his pizza and ignoring them.
The ribbing continues because of course it does. After a few minutes of increasingly lewd comments he ends up yelling, “I read your book, okay?” to a completely shell-shocked Derek.
“You went through my stuff?” Derek demands when he seems to get his voice back.
“I found it when I was taking a nap in your bed,” Stiles protests.
“Why were you taking a nap in Derek’s bed?” Scott asks confusedly.
“Are you sure there’s nothing you wanna tell us?” Boyd repeats, raising his eyebrows at them both.
Lydia’s the only one who seems to have actually paid attention to what Stiles said because she sits forward, eyeing them speculatively. “What book?” she asks interestedly.
“It’s just a book,” Derek mumbles, looking embarrassed. “It’s nothing.”
“Well it’s obviously not nothing,” Lydia reasons. “If it’s got Stiles thinking about sex.”
“You say that like I’m not thinking about sex at least fifty percent of the time,” Stiles scoffs.
“It’s one of those erotica books, isn’t it? Derek, you’re supposed to give them to me when you finish, not Stiles!” Erica admonishes, suddenly looking put out.
“Wait this isn’t the first one you’ve read?” Stiles asks incredulously, turning in his seat to stare at Derek.
“Can we please talk about something else?” Derek begs, face flushed and looking too damn cute for his own good. Stiles is having a lot of conflicting emotions right now.
Allison quickly changes the subject, giving her scary glare to anyone who tries to bring it up again. Derek’s probably gonna send her a fruit basket tomorrow to say thank you.
*
It’s not that Stiles means to tease Derek about the book, but sometimes he just makes it so easy. It’s not exactly difficult to slip in an innuendo here and there to see Derek suddenly get all flustered and flushed.
It’s funny until, well…
Stiles should’ve seen this coming. He’s known for a long time that if he teases Derek, Derek will tease back – and he’ll usually do it when Stiles is least expecting him to.
They’re in their apartment by themselves and Stiles has been messing with him again, swooning about how Derek should, “thoroughly debauch him like Hans does to Laurel.”
It’s fine and Stiles is content with laughing to himself while Derek rolls his eyes except suddenly Derek’s crowding him against the counter and pressing into his space. “You’re right, Stiles,” he breathes, hands clamping down on the breakfast bar behind Stiles, boxing him in.
“I- I am?” Stiles stutters, not quite sure where to look. Derek’s body is a firm line of heat against his front and the countertop is digging uncomfortably into his back.
Derek nods. “I’ve tried to fight it,” he admits quietly. “But you’re right. I should take you. Just like I want you,” he adds, gaze darkening.
“R-really?” Stiles asks uneasily, swallowing hard. It’s not that he hasn’t thought about it – he just didn’t know Derek had too.
Derek nods again, eyes boring into Stiles’. “What d’you say?” he whispers and fuck- who taught Derek how to seductively whisper in people’s ears? Stiles is going to die.
“I- I-“ Stiles fumbles helplessly to try and figure out a response. In the end he thinks, fuck it and surges forward, clutching his fingers in Derek’s t-shirt and crushes their lips together.
Derek makes a noise of surprise against his mouth, kissing back for a second before ripping himself away in disbelief. “What the hell are you doing?” he gasps. He’s looking at Stiles like that’s the last thing he ever expected to happen.
“What- But you just said-“ Stiles trails off in confusion as Derek’s eyes go as wide as saucers.
“I was joking!” Derek splutters. “I was just trying to get you to shut up!”
And- oh. Well. That hurts.
“I- right, yeah, no of course,” Stiles mumbles, slipping away from Derek since his hands aren’t boxing him in anymore. “I’m just gonna-“
“Wait.” Derek catches his wrist as he tries to make an escape to his bedroom - which he plans to never leave ever again – and forces him to turn back around. “Why did you kiss me?” Derek asks quietly. His expression is too hard to read. Stiles can’t figure out if he’s angry or well, hopeful.
“I was just playing chicken with you,” Stiles mutters, looking anywhere but Derek’s eyes.
“Stiles,” Derek says again, ducking his head until Stiles reluctantly meets his gaze. “Why did you kiss me?”
“I wanted to,” Stiles says eventually, shrugging evasively and staring down at where Derek’s hand is still circling his wrist.
Derek doesn’t say anything for a long time but then he’s leaning in, nose brushing against Stiles’ before he kisses him softly. It’s a stark contrast to the way Stiles kissed him earlier but it’s perfect. It’s one of those tingly kind of kisses that makes his chest feel tight. He sighs into it, falling against Derek and wrapping his arms around him as one of Derek’s hands moves up to cradle his jaw while the other situates itself on Stiles’ hip.
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AND ITS AU SO THE HALES ARE STILL ALIVE AND STILES N LAURA TEASE DEREK TOGETHER N STILES GOES ROUND FOR DINNER AND TALIA IS RLLY PROTECTIVE BC DEREK IS HER BBY BUT SHE RLLY LOVES STILES AND HE EATS EVERYTHING SHE COOKS N SHE KNOWS HES GOOD FOR DEREK
AT THE END OF IT TALIA IS WELL OK STILES I GIVE YOU PERMISSION AND EVERYONE IS LIKE ??? AND SHE LAUGHS AND SAYS YOU HAVE MY BLESSING STILES, YOU CAN MARRY DEREK AND DEREK CHOKES ON HIS SODA AND BLUSHES HARD AND SCREAMS MOM WE HAVE ONLY BEEN DATING FOR A WEEK WTH
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AND STILES JUST SMILES TO HIMSELF EVEN THOUGH HES DEFINITELY GOING TO USE THIS FOR BLACKMAIL ONCE DEREK HAS RECOVERED FROM THE EMBARRASSMENT BUT STILES WILL ALWAYS TELL HIM ITS CUTE AND THEY CAN MAKE OUT IN COACH’S OFFICE N HELP EACH OTHER //STUDY//?
I BET STILES WILL MAKE A SCRAPBOOK LATER AND PUT ALL THOSE NOTES IN IT *HE WAS MAKING AN ANNIVERSARY GIFT* BUT HE DIDNT WARN DEREK ABOUT IT AND DEREK IS FREAKING OUT BECAUSE HE CANT FIND THEM **WHY DO I ALWAYS WANT ANGST WHY
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AND STILES PUTTING SILLY NOTES IN DEREKS LOCKER AND DEREK PRETENDS TO BE ANNOYED WHEN THEY ALL FALL OUT COS LETS BE REAL THERES A LOT MAINLY ABOUT HIS ASS AND HE ACTS LIKE HE HATES IT BUT STILES SEES RIGHT THROUGH HIM N KLORY DEAR GODO IM PEEING
OMG AND HE SAVES ALL THOSE SILLY NOTES AND PUTS THEM IN HIS HISTORY BOOK CAUSE ITS HIS FAVORITE SUBJECT BUT THEN ONE DAY DURING CLASS STILES ASK DEREK FOR HIS BOOK AND IT FALLS AND ALL THE SILLY NOTES ARE ON THE GROUND WHILE DEREK IS JUST MORTIFIED BECAUSE NOW STILES KNOWS HE CARES SDFKL THE KLORY GLORY OMMMMG
