Fanfiction: Teen Wolf: Interactions of Change: Chapter 06
Title: Interactions of Change
Category: Teen Wolf
Genre: Drama/ Romance/ Smut
Ratting: M
Warning: Slash m/m possible spoilers up to and including Lunatic.
Paring: Derek/Stiles, Danny/Jackson
Summary: Derek saves Stiles and bites him in order to protect him.
Disclaimer: I own no one and nothing
Previous Chapters: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05
A/N: I don’t know to much about werewolf lore or anything so I just made it up as I went and a little of what I’ve seen in movies and such. So if that bothers you, then you should not bother reading. This story takes place after the sixth episode but Stiles doesn’t tell the sheriff it was Derek, only Scott does, and it doesn’t fallow any of the storyline after that.
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Chapter 06
Derek woke quickly but kept his eyes closed as he felt his neck and chin being peppered with kisses, he let a small smile cross his lips as they were met with another pair. He opened his eyes green meeting brown a wide grin splitting his lips that left the teen breathless before he pulled him back against him their lips meeting again in a heated way. Stiles moaned loudly into the black haired mans mouth his body heating in reaction to his touch.
(Let’s start with some Smut)
Derek made short work of their clothing wanting as much contact with the teen as possible, though still being careful of the teen’s newest injury. The werewolf growled as he was pushed back from the teen not pleased at all with being denied his eyes flashing blue. “Let me.” Stiles said pressing the older man into the bed and kissing his way down the well defined chest leaving a wet trail.
When he got to the werewolf’s prick he looked up nervously licking his lips one of his many nervous habits that drove the other insane. Hesitantly he lowered his head opening his mouth and tried engulfing the rock hard member in one gulp, nearly chocking he pulled back coughing a little. Derek watched him through hooded eyes concerned.
“I got this.” Stiles told him smiling brightly, he had read about a trick and had tested it but he wasn’t sure if it was going to work the same, Derek’s cock was a lot thicker then his finger. He fisted his left hand squeezing it tightly around his thumb, placing his other hand on the other mans hip to keep himself steady before he tried again. He was happy to find that his gag reflex was nullified as he slowly bobbed his head. This was all new to him just like everything else with Derek, it was all new and strange but over all it was good.
Derek watched with hungry eyes as the teen concentrated on the task at hand, he moaned when that inexperienced tongue twisted around the head of his cock. Stiles certainly did pick thing up fast, the werewolf thought as the hand on his hip moved down to cup his balls rolling them lightly. He groaned slipping his hands down to cradle the burnets scull as the teen continued to bob his head getting faster and faster.
Derek moaned loudly his hand tightening lightly on the teens scull as the mouth around his cock hallowed out and sucked. Stiles glanced up at the werewolf his brown eyes greedily taking in ever detail of the older man as he slowly unraveled, all because of him. The werewolf growled as he came his grip tightening, as Stiles tried to swallow as much as he could coughing as the near painful grip was released and he came up.
Stiles smiled at the tattooed man eyes watering from his coughing fit a little trickle of blood slipping from where his lip had split. Derek smiled lazily back at the teen pulling him so he could lick up the blood and kiss those swollen lips. The teen moaned into the kiss pressing against him his cock rocking against a pale hip as his ass was cupped a thick finger pressing against his tight hole.
“Sit here.” Derek directed leaning back on the bed and patting his chest where he wanted the teen. Stiles hesitated for a moment before jumping into action a knee on either side of the werewolf’s chest. “Stroke yourself.” Derek said his voice dropping to a low growl that had the teens prick jumping as the hot breath washed over it.
Stiles bit his lip but moved his hand up his leg his fingers ghosting against both his and Derek’s skin as he slowly dragged it up to his cock before curling his fingers around his aching member. His eyes fell closed as he slowly stroked his cock, the brunet opened his eyes as he felt fingers against his lips meeting shining green orbs. Derek hummed in approval a little grow leaving him as the teen eagerly sucked in his fingers, licking around them sloppily.
Derek pulled his fingers from that tantalizing mouth with a wet noise before trailing them down the brunet shoulder and back to his cleft. He squeezed lightly at one pale globe while his wet fingers trailed down to his perineum stroking it as the teen continued to stroke his own cock. Stiles let out a moan as two finger entered him less pain then the first time since he was still a little stretched out form the night before.
Stiles stroked faster twisting his hand as he got near the head his eyes locked with the dark haired mans. He let out another moan as his prostate was stroked again and again in time with his strokes speeding up as he speed up. Derek pressed harder against the teen’s sensitive bundle of nerves as the teen got closer and closer finally shooting his load. The werewolf opened his mouth as the teen shot off catching most of it in his mouth the rest landing on his chest and neck some slides down his chin.
“Oh god.” Stiles said in a whined as the fingers were removed from him the pressure finally letting up on his sensitive prostate. Derek grinned as the teen rolled off of him lying sprawled out on the bed next to him as he leaned down and grabbed a shirt to wipe the cum that he didn’t get in his mouth. The brunet smiled up lazily at the werewolf who smile back before leaning down to kiss him softly.
(End Smut)
“We need to get dressed.” Derek said as he heard a car door slam fallowed by the irritating arguing of Scott and Jackson. “The others are here.” The dark haired man said annoyed as he pulled on his jeans passing the teen the ones he had been wearing before throwing the shirt he’d been wearing at the teen. He picked up the one Stiles had been wearing now covered in cum and put it in a small hamper in the bathroom before quickly grabbing a new one from the bag.
“Jackson and Danny are here?” Stiles asked tilting his head cutely to the side as he ran his hands over the shirt smoothing it out over his stomach.
“Scott as well.” Derek said as if it caused him pain to say it as the brunet started at him in confusion. “I didn’t bring back breakfast because that’s not what I was doing.” The tattooed man said walking over to the teen and wrapping his arms around his waist leaning down to run his nose against short brown hair. “The alpha was in control of Scott and sent him after your father, I went to stop him, and I won dominance over him so he is now part of the pack and as long as he isn’t around Allison you can be around him.” He explained.
“My dad?” Stiles asked the worry clear as his pulse jumped.
“Is fine Scott got no where near him.” Derek assured him running his hands soothingly up and down the quirky teens back. He growled low as he heard Jackson calling his name not knowing how to get down there. “I’ll be right back I’ll lead them down here.” Derek told him kissing him softly on the lips before releasing him, grumbling under his breath the werewolf headed towards the three teens outside the house.
“Sorry we would have been here sooner but those two wouldn’t stop fighting.” Danny said noticing him first since the two teen werewolves were to busy bickering to the annoyance of the tan skinned teen.
“It’s fine, come on they will fallow when they are done trying to rip each others heads off.” Derek said rolling his eyes as he lead Danny in to the house and down into the basement leaving the trap door open so the other two could easily find it.
“I thought they were bad before” Danny said rolling his eyes the bags of Chinese food crinkling as they swayed.
“They don’t know their place in the pack other then below me, they are going to continue to fight until one of them concedes.” Derek said shrugging. A smile crossed his face as he found Stiles poking his head into an empty room clearly snooping. Stiles coughed blushing sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his head embarrassed at having been caught. The werewolf shook his head pulling the teen into his body and giving him a kiss on his temple before moving towards the table waving Danny over.
“Hi Danny” Stiles said giving him a smile before eyeing the food with interest.
“Scott said it’s your favorite.” The Puerto Rican teen said handing over a box of fried rice, a tub of white sauce and a bag of crab rangoon which the paler teen eagerly took taking the seat closest to Derek and digging in. “Didn’t know what to get you so we got you Moo Shu Pork and Roast Pork Egg Rolls.” Danny said handing it over to the werewolf who thanked him digging in, Stile adding a thank you as well hearing the other mans reminding him.
Danny watched amused as the two ate, Derek steeling two of the brunets crab rangoons and the brown eyed teen steeling a bite of his egg roll. He pulled out the rest of the food and sat it on the table passing both of the eating men a soda before digging into his own food. After a while Scott and Jackson showed up both a little dirty with healing scrapes they said nothing as they sat at the table and eagerly dug into the food as well.
“Hey Scott.” Stiles said excitedly as he finished eating a bright smile on his pale lips as he looked at his friend.
“Hey Stiles.” Scott said around a mouthful of food smiling just as brightly.
“Miss me?” The brunet asked jabbing him in the side right between the ribs causing him to jerk with the ticklishness of the spot.
“Yeah man.” The curly haired would said snorting around his food an indulgent look on his face.
“Better have.” Stiles said smiling before taking a sip of his soda, his body relaxing with the easy way things were for him and Scott. Their friendship had always been like that, however it was usually Scott doing something to upset Stiles not the pale skinned teen pushing him away. He’d been worried that having to push him away for his own safety was going to change their friendship he was pleased to see that wasn’t the case. However Scott still didn’t know about his blossoming relationship with Derek or that he was going to turn on the next fool moon, it was only a matter of time before that cat was out of the bag with them hanging out again.
Derek wasn’t pleased with the lack of discussion between Stiles and Scott, the curly haired wolf still took the other teen for granted and that grated his nerves. He wouldn’t say anything unless Scott did something to hurt the quirky teen he didn’t want to cause Stiles any pain and he wouldn’t let someone else cause him harm either. He was distracted from his thought as a hand landed on his knee under the table, his lips quirking he slipped his hand under the table and folded the teens hand in his bigger one relaxing at the touch.
“So this isn’t much of a place to stay.” Jackson said with a put out look on his face receiving a smack in the arm from Danny who glared at him. “What I mean is, you can stay at the guest house. I stay in one of the room there instead of at the house most night anyways so no one will think twice about any of the lights being on or anything and you won’t have to worry about the Argents there.” Jackson offered still a little annoyed at Danny for coercing him into this. He really didn’t mind Derek staying with him it was just going to be less alone time with the goalie.
Derek felt Stiles tense up beside him before he spoke. “Why can’t he just stay with me?” The brunet asked wrapping his free arm around his waist feeling self conscious that maybe Derek didn’t want to spend more time with him. He knew that wasn’t true but his self doubt wouldn’t allow him not to think about things like that. His doubts slowly ebbed away as he felt the hand on his start to stoke his wrist comforting him and he began to relax again.
“He can stay with you as much as he wants.” Jackson assured holding his hands up. “However on the weekends and when your dad is home he can stay with me.” The blonde said.
“So since everyone is done eating lets head over to Jackson’s and get the two of you settled in.” Danny said not bothering to wait for Derek’s answer knowing it would end up being a yes since it was the safer place for Stiles to be. Derek opened his mouth to protest but glanced over at Stiles and changed his mind it really was a safer location for the burnet to be. Sighing and rolling his eyes at being bowled over by the goalie he stood up pulling Stiles by their linked hands as the other three cleared the trash off of the table.
Stiles was glad Scott hadn’t notice his and Derek’s linked hands he wasn’t ready to have a potentially awkward conversations with his best friend after only just being able to hang out again. He smiles after the tattooed man as he pulled away from him and went to get the bag of clothing before he was at the teen’s side again. Trash all together and the bag grabbed they made their way up into the burnt house Stiles and Danny standing off to the side as the three werewolves covered the entrance again.
“Scott is riding with you.” Jackson said as they made there way out to the cars, Derek glared at the blonde but didn’t argue as he got into the car.
“Stiles get in the front seat.” Derek growled as the brunet was making his way into the backseat causing him to hit his head.
“But” Scott started to argue, he shut up at the black haired mans eyes glowed as he growled at him. The curly haired wolf quickly moved to let Stiles back out so he could get in front. Derek shook his head at the quirky teen as he slouched into the front seat feeling awkward with his friend in the back, he always sat in the back when they were in the same car with someone else. Derek put a hand on his shoulder squeezing before starting the car and saying nothing as Stile changed the radio to an annoying pop song.
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“So this is it.” Jackson said leading them into the guest house after they had parked in the garage at the main house.
“This way. When you’re here you can stay in the room farthest from the one Jackson stays in, he talks in his sleep sometimes and with your werewolf hearing the farther away the better.” Danny said grinning as the blonde werewolf shoved his shoulder blushing, as they walked deeper into the house the other three fallowing closely.
“Dude this place is huge” Stiles said making a point to glance in every door they passed and bouncing in excitement next to Scott who was doing the same. Derek smiled as he fallowed behind them the teens excitement intoxicating as he breathed in his scent. He was itching to touch the bouncy teen, he liked having him close but kept his hands to himself until Stiles and Scott could talk, he could tell the teen needed to do that in his own time.
“Here we go.” Danny said pushing a door open as Jackson rolled his eyes at Stiles a small smile quirking his lips. It was large and fairly plain, obviously put together by a decorator due to the lack of personal touches. There was a large soft looking bed with frilly blue flower printed linens that made all of the males want to gag. There was a television set up over a chest of drawers and a painting of sea creatures against the wall the blues of the ocean going with the bedding.
“Flowers and Sea Creatures together really… I don’t think they work to well.” Stiles said receiving an eye roll from Derek and Danny, while Scott laughed and Jackson sent him a glare. “Not that it isn’t lovely.” The brunet added at the look hands help up in surrender.
“Some student decorator did it, shut up.” Jackson said rolling his eyes as well, Stiles’ annoying comments seemed to get to him less and less. Stiles did shut up and smiled as he jumped on the bed, sighing as he sank into it.
“Where is Stiles staying?” Scott asked quirking his head to the side, he was suspicious of what was going on between Derek and Stiles it was weird but he couldn’t quite figure out why.
“He stays with me.” Derek told him firmly walking into the room and throwing the bag by the chest of drawers before plopping on the opposite side of the bed close enough to the brown eyes teen that their shoulders were touching.
“Why though, I’m in the pack now so he doesn’t need protecting form me.” Scott said pulling a growl from the tattooed man.
“He still needs protecting from the alpha.” Danny supplied hoping a fight wasn’t going to break out between the two, from what he’d already heard about their other ‘tiffs’ they were worse then Jackson and Scotts.
“The alpha hasn’t shown any interest in Stiles.” Scott said turning to the goalie.
“Derek left in a hurry because the alpha attacked him.” Danny said rolling his eyes Scott needed to stop using his werewolf senses to spy on Allison and try paying attention to other people around him.
“Oh.” Was all Scott said annoying Derek further. He should have been able to smell the blood on his friend way before now, he was going to have to start training him with Jackson. The older werewolf relaxed as he felt stiles curl closer to him, his head leaning into the werewolf’s hip as the teen had dozed off again.
Derek had to resist from growling at the werewolf a crossed the room as his phone went off. “It’s Allison.” Scott said excitedly. “I’ve got to take this. I’ll talk to you guys later.” The curly haired wolf said running out of the room the door banging as he went and startling Stiles awake.
“Huh, what happened?” Stiles asked now wide awake and seated upright his heart racing from the sound, it had reminded him of the alpha banging against the door in an effort to get to him.
“Relax it was just Scott leaving.” Derek said sitting up as well and running his hand over the bite he had given the teen sensing his panic and instantly feeling guilty.
“So we’re just going to go play videogame you guy in?” Danny asked.
“Yes.” Stiles said excitedly distracted from his moment of panic, jumping off the bed and fallowing the Puerto Rican teen out of the room, to both Jackson and Derek’s annoyance.
“They are going to be the death of us.” Jackson said sighing before walking out of the room, Derek silently agreed before fallowing as well.
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Danny and Stiles has spent the rest of the evening playing videogames, Jackson occasionally joining in as Derek sat and watched in a chair to the side. He had tried sitting next to Stiles while he played but had found that to be a terrible idea the teen was overly exaggerated in his movements during normal interactions it got worse when he played videogames. He’d ended up with a lap full of popcorn and the teen nearly taking out his eye when he decided to move before the quirky teen could test how much his body could heal.
They were now back in the guest room Stiles tucked into the bed sleeping soundly curled around a pillow. Derek’s guilt had kept him from falling asleep with the brunet. He couldn’t get over the alphas attack and how much worse it could have been. Stiles could have been killed and it would have been his fault, he never should have left the teen all alone. He knew logically that the alpha probably planned things to work out that way, but it didn’t keep his guilt from welling up.
“Come back to bed.” Stiles soft voice broke through the silence pulling him from his guilt. “Still breathing, I’m fine, but the bed is so much colder with out you. Come back to bed.” He said raising a hand motioning at the black haired man to come to him.
“I thought you were a sleep.” Derek said his voice low as he crawled back into the bed pulling the teen close one of Stiles hands stroking his wrist calming him.
“I was but your brooding woke me up.” He said kissing the tattooed man under the chin as he snuggled closer. Derek chuckled softly inhaling deeply the proximity easing his guilt as the teen fell asleep slowly fallowing.
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“You’re going to tell Scott to stay away from Allison aren’t you?” Jackson asked the next morning before taking a large bite out of a pancake Danny had made. The four of them were all posted up in the kitchen Stiles and Derek at the small table while Jackson leaned against the counter as Danny cooked.
“Yes I am going to talk to him about it.” Derek said reading the morning paper.
“They’re kind of like Romeo and Juliet, no matter what you say he isn’t going to stay away from her, even if she is the enemy.” Stiles said the funnies laid out in front of him ignoring the annoyed look he received from Derek.
“You do know they die in the end right.” Jackson asked grabbing for another pancake only to have his hands slapped away with a spatula by the cook. “Ow.” He complained as he rubbed his hand sending Danny a glare.
“You’re a werewolf, you’re fine.” Danny told him rolling his eyes as he turned back to the stove.
“That is not the point or my argument.” Stiles said as he started rolling the newspaper.
“Then what is the point?” Jackson asked watching the brunet in curiosity.
“Just that they won’t stay apart.” Stiles said looking through his rolled up paper at the people around the room.
Before Jackson could make any more comments Danny announced that the food was ready and they all sat down and ate eagerly.
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Scott showed up several hours later with a sullen look on his face plopping down next to Stiles on the couch. “Hey buddy.” The brunet said looking at his friend in concern. “Why do you look like some one kicked your puppy?” He asked his lips quirking just a touch.
“Allison still won’t talk to me.” Scott whined pulling a snort from Jackson who was playing videogames with Danny again.
“Good you should stay away from her. Now move you’re in my spot.” Derek growled as he walked into the room shoving the curly haired teen in the shoulder when he didn’t immediately move.
“Just sit over there.” Scott said his annoyance clear, the older werewolf growled deeply eyes flashing and he held his hand up in surrender and moved. Derek smirked throwing an arm over the back of the couch as he sat down, Stiles just rolled his eyes arousal faintly tinting his scent. The tattooed man glanced at him smirking as he inhaled it dropping his arm a little lower on to the couch so the teens neck rested against his arm.
Stiles tensed noticeably as he saw his friend sniff the air a puzzled look on his face. “Did you register that I told you to stay away from that girl?” Derek asked to distract him, the teen was going to find out soon but he didn’t need to right this second.
“I’m not going to stop seeing her.” Scott said glaring at the older man.
“She is from a family of hunters, they have hunted our king for hundreds of years. They killed nearly all my family, you cannot trust her, she is probably using you.” Derek said ignoring the growl sent his way, Danny and Jackson paused the game to pay attention and Stiles sat there tense worried his friend was going to lose control. “I am your alpha and you will stay away from her.” The black haired werewolf growled out.
Scott wasn’t going to budge on this issue however, he couldn’t imagine not being around her, even if she wasn’t currently speaking to him. She was becoming his everything, she was the one thing that could calm him, she gave him control over his change. She kept him going, she gave him strength to ignore the alphas orders to kill his friends. The change ripped through him quickly and he lunged at Derek, narrowly missing catching Stiles in the fight as the teen jumped out of the way.
“Jackson you make sure they don’t break to much.” Danny said dragging Stiles with him out of the room. “Are you alright?” He asked checking over the brunet.
“Yeah I’m fine.” Stiles said pursing his lips in annoyance over almost getting caught up in the fight.
“You were not kidding, they just kind of go at it.” Danny said shaking his head as they walked into one of the spare rooms turning on the television and plopping down onto the bed Stiles fallowing.
“Yeah. I figured it would stop now that they’re pack, but I knew the Allison thing wasn’t going to go over well.” Stiles said sighing. “So what’s going on with you and Jackson?” The brunet asked eyeing the other teen a small smile on his face as he saw Danny’s face color.
“Not sure yet, we’re just seeing what happens.” Danny said a smile breaking a crossed his face. “Jackson is still really confused about everything.” He said shrugging the smile never leaving his face. “You and Derek seem to be getting closer and closer.” The goalie said arching an eyebrow at the bench warmers direction who blushed grinning widely as he nodded. They lapse into silence watching some random television show Jackson and Derek eventually showing back up.
“So how’d it go?” Stiles asked receiving a glare from both werewolves. “Not well then.” He said looking away as his phone buzzed. “My dad wants me to be home for dinner.” He announced standing up ignoring the annoyed look he received from the tattooed man. “See you guys later.” He said to Jackson and Danny walking out of the room.
Stiles entered the room him and Derek were sharing gasping as he was pressed into the bed, the older mans body covering his and his nose buried in his neck inhaling deeply. “What are you doing?” Stiles asked his voice muffled by the blankets.
“I won’t see you for a few hours after I drop you off.” Derek said his voice low and husky his hands tight on the other man’s body.
“That isn’t an explanation.” Stiles said still muffled, moaning as the man nipped lightly at his neck.
“Just go with it.” The werewolf growled out rubbing all over the teen, making sure he was thoroughly covered in his scent. Stiles just relaxed and let the other man move against him arousal starting to course through his body just as the man pulled back restraining himself from going further. “Come on.” Derek said pulling the teen up and kissing him softly before pulling back again. “If we don’t leave now I won’t be able to stop myself and you’ll end up being late.” He said his eyes flashing.
“Ye, yeah wouldn’t want that.” Stiles said despite that being exactly what he wanted, but he also didn’t want to be late for dinner with his dad. Quickly he pulled on his shoes before pulling the older man out of the room.
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“Hey dad” Stiles said smiling nervously at his father as he came into the house still in uniform.
“Hi son.” The Sheriff said his voice suspicious, as he watched his son moving around the kitchen. “What did you break?” He asked his suspicions rising as he noticed that the teen was making his favorite food eggplant parmesan, it was always bad when he took the time to cook it.
“I didn’t break anything.” Stiles said as he platted the food his nerves jumping. “I just wanted to talk to you.” The teen said as he put the plates on the table and motioned for his father to sit. Biting his lip the quirky teen opened his mouth and then closed it before repeating.
“Stiles what is it?” His father asked concerned neither one of them having touched their food yet.
“I think I mightbegay.” He said quickly in one breath the words jumbled.
“Repeat that slower.” He father said placing his hand on his son’s and squeezing reassuringly.
Taking a deep breath the brunet tried again. “I think I might be gay. No I am gay.” He said softy, his father having to strain to hear him and when he did he laugh receiving an appalled look from his son. “This isn’t funny.” He said pouting.
“I’ve suspected you might be gay for a long time son.” Sheriff Stilinsky said shaking his head as he started cutting up his food smiling. “It might have been less obvious if you stopped asking if gay guys find you attractive.” He said laughing again before taking a bite.
“No one will give me an answer.” Stiles grossed smiling as well also digging into his food pleased with his father’s reaction.
“You aren’t interested in Scott are you?” The graying man asked with a raised eyebrow causing the brunet to chock.
“No and can we please not talk about that, I don’t think you really want to know who I’m thinking about naked.” Stiles said smirking as his father choked on the pasta in his mouth.
“No you are right I don’t need to know about that.” He said shaking his head before becoming serious. “If you ever need to talk about anything though you know I am here.” He said feeling uncomfortable.
“Yeah dad I know.” He said feeling equally uncomfortable with the seriousness.
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“Hey.” Stiles said as he woke up to Derek slipping into his bed and curling around him.
“Hey” Derek said kissing the back of the teen’s neck and curling tighter around the others body. “How did dinner go?” He asked as he shut his eyes running his nose along the neck and inhaling deeply pulling a contented hum from Stiles.
“Good I told him I was gay, he said he already suspected.” The quirky teen said yawning as he warped his arms around arms folded a crossed his waist.
“When are you going to tell Scott?” He asked truly curious, since the curly haired werewolf wasn’t under the sway of the alpha anymore and was going to be around he would end up finding out.
“Some time this week, with the way you two fight I don’t see that going real well.” Stiles said pouting. He wanted to tell his best friend they had told each other everything since they could talk, but he was really nervous about this. He was sure that Scott would be fine with him being gay probably suspected it like his father, since he did talk to him more about whether gay guys find him attractive or not. He had however not told his friend he’d had a crush on Derek he figured with the animosity between them that was better kept to him self, and now he was with the man he just didn’t see his friend taking it well.
“He is you best friend, he might be upset at first but he will come around.” Derek assured kissing him again. “Get some sleep you have class in the morning.”
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T.B.C.
A/N: Hope you all liked it.. Not so please with this chapter I feel like its more of a filler then anything else but oh well, anyways working on the next chapter and on the side of Danson, its just going to be an extra chapter to this story it’ll start out with Danny seeing Jackson transform for the first time.