(This one is going to be longer than most, maybe even more than 1 part <possibly spread out> but yeah, ENJOY)
"Can we pretend to be boyfriends until the day after New Years?" Stiles asked Derek, picking at his fingers.
"Did you call me to tell me that huge stupidity?" Derek laughed.
"I'll let you kiss me and everything," Stiles added.
Derek sat there for a moment, thinking.
"Fine. I'll do it."
"Really?" Stiles almost yelled, surprised. He cleared his throat, "I mean, cool."
-later-
"Are you inviting someone over this weekend?" Scott asked Stiles, hinting.
"Yes, actually."
"Wha-, who?!"
"You can't tell anyone else, I want to do it," Stiles said as serious as he could.
"Okay..?"
"It's, uh..Derek," Stiles murmured rubbing his head.
"Who? I-i can't hear you, will you speak up?"
"It's Derek," Stiles spoke a little louder.
"Stiles, stop whispering," Scott sighed.
"I said it's Derek!" Stiles yelled a bit louder than expected because all of a sudden, Derek came rushing into the room.
"Who's dying?" He asked.
"Scott," Stiles says pointing at him. "I told him and now he's doing this... "thing"."
"I'm sure he'll be fine," Derek said, firmly patting Scott's back.
Finally, Scott broke, "How!?"
"What?" Stile and Derek said in unison.
"How did you two get together?" Scott asked, adding harsh emphasis.
Stiles looked at Derek not knowing what to do and all he got was a reassuring look back. No warning for what's going to happen next or anything.
"Well, it's quite simple, Scott. Stiles, such a clutz, spilt his feelings for me, turns out I felt the same. Viola. We're dating," Derek explained.
"Hmm...I'm not buying it."
"What, why?" Stiles shrieked.
"Because you guys are so tight and tense."
"Scott we are serious," Stiles urged.
"Prove it."
"Wha- how?"
"Kiss."
"Kiss?" The two said, again, in unison.
"Yeah, I mean, you guys are dating so this is something you guys want, right?" Scott said.
Stiles and Derek looked at each other. Stiles had red creeping up his neck to his cheeks and ears while Derek had on a mischievous smirk.
Derek grabbed Stiles arm, pulling him up from the chair he was sitting on and held him close by the waist. They stared at each other only for a short moment, just before Derek closed the gap between them.
Scott let out an exaggerated gasp and watched in shock.
Stiles opened his eyes and turned even more red. He didn't know if he liked it or not, but he didn't stop kissing Derek back. Suddenly, Derek opened his eyes. That was all the conformation he needed, he definitely liked it.
Derek pulled Stiles up into his arms and kept kissing him. Stiles wrapped his arms around Derek's neck, trying to get closer...if he even could.
Scott got up, "I'm leaving, you guys have fun." He scurried to the door. "And please, go to a room or Derek's."
Stiles waved him out and focused on Derek.
