Sterek Shorts

Slowwolf

"Stiles...did you just flirt with me?" Derek asked.

Stiles let out a huff like laugh, "I have been for the past year. Thanks for noticing."

Derek looks at Scott. All he does is nod his head to Derek.

"Stiles, follow me," Derek said walking away.

"Why? So you can kill me with no witnesses?"

"Stilinski."

"Coming," Stiles whimpered, rushing to Derek.

The pack is at Derek's house, in their normal meeting spot. Aside from Derek and Stiles, they're in a bedroom.

"We're you being serious or just being your normal self?" Derek asks, still baffled.

"Well my normal self is flirting with you so, both? I don't know."

Before Derek could say anything, almost in sync, the pack yelled, "Just mate already! We hear your heartbeats!"

Stiles face went red as he laughed awkwardly. Derek, still looking unfazed, made a fist behind his back.

"Derek," Stiles said, breaking the silence.

"Hm?"

"Do- uh, hah, do you feel the same?" Stiles asked, looking away.

"About?"

Stiles gave him a second, knowing it's come back to him.

"Oh, yeah, I think so."

"Wait- really?"

"Yeah."

"Oh God, I'm so relieved to hear that."

Derek smirked.

"This leads me to my last question."

"What?" Derek asked.

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

Slap a tail and ears on Stiles and call him a puppy because he gave Derek his best puppy eyes and looked like an energetic puppy.

"Okay."

"Okay?!"

"Okay," Derek assured.

"Okay!" Stiles said louder, kind of baffled Derek said yes to be his boyfriend.