#for clarification: derek is pushing stiles behind him to protect the other alpha‚ not stiles

[pickledmanjo]

I Like Me Better - Lauv

So I’ve been listening to this song nonstop for like... the past month and I couldn’t help but think of a STEREK fic to go along with it? I can’t write worth jack but this is like little doo hickeys in regards to my favorite boys.

Derek is a brood Alpha who hates himself because of what happened in his life and he feels that he will never deserve happiness. Then, in comes Stiles with his happy go lucky self, who is no stranger to pain and loss, but he never lets that get him down because he is Stiles and that’s just how Stiles rolls. He is the Stilinator! Derek knows this about him as well and tries to slowly make his life a little bit better because he can’t help but be drawn to the boy. His ability to put others before himself and to make any person smile is endearing and if Derek must say so, quite addicting. Derek scowls less whenever the two are together and he feels lighter just thinking about him.

The pack notices the change in their Alpha whenever Stiles is around him and the subtleties that are between them are no longer that subtle. Stiles sees how Derek smiles more and makes it his personal mission to make it happen as much as possible, whether it be telling jokes that make everyone else groan or purposefully making a fool of himself when he is cooking the pack food before every meeting. Brief brushes of shoulders and lingering gazes turn to arms thrown over the other and fingers playing with the hairs on the back of their necks. Isaac, the pure pup that he is, squeaks in delight when he notices the latter as the pack is hanging out in the loft after a particular heated alliance meeting with the neighboring pack. Derek was pacing back and forth trying to calm down and Stiles reached up to grab the Alpha’s hand from his seat on the stool he was occupying. After giving him a reassuring smile and a little nod of the head, Derek closed his eyes and sat on the ground in front of him as Stiles carded his fingers through the wolf’s hair. A soft purr vibrating through Derek’s chest as the rest of the pack relaxes. Lydia shushes Isaac and the puppy just smiles back at her and watches the scene in front of him. A sense of contentment going through his soul as well as the bond, which immediately was felt by everyone as their worries slowly ebbed away until it no longer existed.

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During a pack movie night at the Stilinski household, the two men fall asleep cuddled up on each other halfway through the 3rd movie. The rest of the pack notices and decides to end the night. They turn off the film and quietly make their way out of the house where they met up with The Sheriff walking up to the porch after a long day at the station. They wished him a good night and continued to their cars, driving off into the night to their respective homes. As soon as John walked through the front door, he was greeted with a sight that he never thought he would see. The Alpha werewolf covered the boy with his arms and cradled the boys head to his chest. He knew that his son was spending more time with the Alpha, but he didn’t think that their relationship was as close as what he was witnessing. He grabbed the throw on the adjacent loveseat and covered the both of them up to keep them warm. Derek woke up at the feeling and shot his eyes up to the Sheriff, a brief look of fear is portrayed before he noticed the seniors face. John smiles at him and gave a little shake of his head to signal Derek to go back to sleep. “We’ll talk in the morning, son.”, he tells him and then makes his way up the stairs to his own bedroom.

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The next morning Derek is up bright and early. He makes his way into the kitchen when he hears the opening and closing of cabinet doors and sees the Sheriff in his uniform. After pouring a cup of steaming hot coffee, John turns around and offers it to the werewolf. Derek murmurs a quick thanks and joins him on the kitchen table. After a long time of silence, Derek counted 7 minutes, where John would just take small sips of his morning beverage and study Derek, the Sheriff speaks. “Tell me son, how long have you been in love with my boy?”, Derek falters and chokes on his coffee, the splashes burning the roof of his mouth and he has never been more thankful for werewolf healing than this moment. John chuckles and pats Derek on the back, not even feeling sorry at all for throwing the wolf into a loop.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about Sir.”

“Son, I know what I saw. Stiles and Scott cuddle each other all the time whenever they had sleepovers, but what I saw wasn’t just cuddling. You were holding onto my boy like he was the most important thing in your life. Now I’m going to ask again, how long have you been in love with my son?”

The Alpha pauses and the tip of his ears turn pink as he feels the heat crawl throughout his entire face. He couldn’t lie to this man. “I don’t know really. Probably since the first day I saw him on my family’s property.”

“Why Stiles?”, the Sheriff looked briefly behind Derek before meeting the werewolf’s eyes again. He wasn’t pulling any punches this morning, which is why Derek couldn’t stop looking at his face to hopefully try and portray what the still sleeping boy in the living room could mean to him.

“Because- because he’s Stiles.”, John raises his eyebrows at that, the clarification request not needing to be said.

“I love him because when I am with him, I start to love myself. I don’t know who I am anymore, but when he is with me, I’m know for a fact that I am good. I WANT to be good. I want to CONTINUE being good. For my pack and more importantly, for him. I like myself when I am with him, and at the end of the day, I smile because I know that he is in my life and it’s helping me so much to just become better. I spent so much time hating myself and thinking that I don’t deserve anything good, and I know I don’t deserve your son sir, but for some weird reason, he lets me be around him. It will take eons before I can repay your son for his heart. That’s why I love him. Because even though he could do so much better in regards to having someone like me in his life, he still allows me to be a part of it.”, Derek is panting now. He just spoke more than he has ever had in years. Right when he is about to continue he hears a stern voice behind him.

“You’re wrong!”

Derek turns around and his heart jumps to his throat. How did he not notice the boy standing there behind him? Stiles is looking at him with anger and his eyes are misty. His fists are clenched so hard that Derek can only imagine that the indents made on his palm from his nails must be so painful. Derek feels his heart drop immediately from his throat to the bottom of his stomach. Resignation marring his face as his eyes look to the tiled kitchen floor, “I’m sorry Stiles, I didn’t mean—“

“Who gave you the right to determine who I want in my life?”

The Alpha stared at the boy with awe. His jaw meeting his chest as he tried to come up with an answer. Before he could, he was met with whiskey brown eyes right in front of his face and a pair of beautiful hands cupping his cheeks. “You, Derek Hale, are GOOD”, there is a soft sound of a chair being pushed back as the Sheriff stands up and makes his way out of the kitchen with his cup of coffee, a smirk gracing his face as if he knew something all along.

“Stiles I-“

“No. You may be the most broodiest of broodsters, or the king of grumpyville, but you are in absolutely NO way NOT good.”, Stiles looks up to blink back the tears that threaten to fall. “You have been dealt with cards that would make even the most hardcore man fold. Yet, you still continue trying to do the right thing. You made a pack filled with people who just wanted a second chance in this world. You protect those close to your heart with everything that is in you. You, Derek, are the definition of what the word GOOD is.” The tears fall freely now as Stiles cradles the Alphas wobbling chin. “And you are definitely GOOD enough for me.”

Derek doesn’t waste a single moment as he mashes their lips together. He wraps his arms around the boys waist and the boy complies, straddling the werewolf’s hips as he throws one arm around Derek’s neck and tangles the fingers of his other hand through his hair, deepening the kiss. It’s only when they come back up for air when Stiles whispers, “and just for the record, I love you too, Sourwolf”

Derek playfully growls at the nickname that he was so used to hearing and nips at the boys chin. Trailing kisses down his long expansive neck that he has only been dreaming about for months. Stiles squeals out a laugh and it’s like music to Derek’s ears. “I did that,” he thinks. “I get to have this.” He feels like he is flying and he knows that his life is going to be okay. As long as he has Stiles, he can do or be anything.

Like I said, I can’t write worth JACK and I have no idea how to do plots and stuff. I just wanted to tell of the scenario in my head that I keep having whenever I listen to this song :P

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