Stiles

He woke up to someone knocking on his door. He was spread out like a starfish on his bed. "Who is it?" The door opened and there stood the sheriff in all his glory. "Oh hey dad what's up?"

"Stiles, do you have any idea what time it is?"

The teen was quiet for a minute. "Lunch time?"

"Oh my gosh." Noah walked over to the window and opened it all the way.

Stiles groaned and covered his eyes with the blanket. "The light... it burns! Dad, what're you doing?" He then walked over to his son's bed and yoinked the covers off of him.

"Get up Stiles, you're going to school."

"Shouldn't you be at the station already? Why're you still here?"

"Obviously, to spend some quality time with my favorite son."

"I'm your only son."

Noah waved him off. "Yeah sure. Just go shower and be downstairs in ten minutes." He closed the door behind him.

Stiles went downstairs, showered and fully dressed. His dad was sitting on the couch watching the news. Stiles took a seat beside him. "So pops, why'd you really stay home."

"Scott brought you home yesterday. He said you forgot to take your adderall, and I know it's not the first time you have. I also know sometimes you take too much, so I bought a pill organizer."

"Are those the little colorful things with the days of the week on them?" Noah nodded. My little bi heart is soaring. "Okay, where is it?"

"In the kitchen. I've already filled it for you."

"Thanks dad. It's nice to know you care so much about me."

"I care more about the people around you."

"Haha very funny." He took one pill then put the case in his bag. "Alright i'm heading off to school."

"If anyone says you can't have those pills in class tell them your dad's the sheriff and he said it's okay." Does that mean I can get away with anything?

"Thanks again dad." He grabbed his keys and was on his way to BHHS without breaking any laws. He listened to IDKhow on his way. I'm already late might as well take my time. About ten minutes later, he arrived. He took his bag out of the backseat and walked to the office for a late pass.

time skip to lunch bc i'm lazy

The lunch bell signaled; Stiles gathered his things and proceeded to the cafeteria. Surprisingly, all his friends were seated at their usual table already (except Liam). "Stiles, man, where have you been?"

"Relax Scoot. I was just a little late." He took a seat between Malia and Scott.

"Two hours isn't 'a little late'." He made air quotes with his fingers. Stiles stuck his tongue out and rolled his eyes.

"You know, Derek was asking about you earlier." Lydia joined the conversation.

"Really? Why?" He tried and failed to mask his excitement.

"He was just wondering where you were because you weren't with Scott this morning. Speak of the devil, don't look now but he's coming over here."

"He's WHAT!" Calm down Stilinski. "Why?"

"Probably to talk to you." The strawberry blonde shrugged.

"You did kinda bail on him last night."

"Scott, you practically dragged me away."

"I was just trying to help."

Stiles felt someone tap his shoulder from behind. Alright conceal don't feel, Stiles, conceal don't feel. "Hey." Fuck. "Can we talk for a second?" Stiles didn't trust his voice, so he just nodded. Him and Derek walked into the hall for some privacy. "I wanted to ask how you're feeling. You left so quickly yesterday, I was concerned."

"Fine. Great. Absolutely wonderful. I mean," he ran a hand through his hair and took a deep breath, "I'm okay. Thanks for asking." He flashed a smile which Derek reciprocated.

"Cool. I also wanted to know what you're doing this weekend." Wait just a patty flippin second. Did I hear him right?

"Sorry, what?"

"Are you free this weekend?" He asked a little less confidently but still determined.

"Uh, yeah, why?" Stiles nervously twiddled his fingers.

"I know we just met, but I wanna take you out."

"Like a date?" He saw this coming but was still shocked. I probably look like surprised Pikachu right about now.

"Yes, like a date."

"I think I'm gonna-." He fell to the floor before finishing.

Derek

Shit.

Derek casually speed walked back into the cafeteria to Stiles' table. "Stiles fainted in the hallway."

"What the hell did you do?" Scott immediately got up, the rest following him into the halls.

"Nothing." He put his hands up in surrender when Scott glared at him.

"Help me get him up. We'll take him to the nurse." Derek and Scott each put one of Stiles' arms over their shoulder. The girls went back into the lunchroom to grab everyone's bags. They all walked to the nurse, ignoring questioning looks from underclassmen.

The two boys laid him on a bed in the nurse's office. Kira, Malia, and Lydia left their bags in the room and went back to the cafeteria. "Hello, Scott. What happened this time?" This time? How often does this happen?

"At least once a week."

"Crap. Did I say that out loud?"

"Yes. Who are you though? I haven't seen you in here before, especially not with these troublemakers." She gestured at Scott and the door the girls left from.

"What do you mean 'troublemakers' Mrs. White? We are extremely good kids." (AN: I named her that bc I had such a great teacher in sixth grade and that was her name)

"I wasn't talking to you, Scott, I was talking to him." She pointed at Derek.

"I'm Derek Hale. I've only been around them for about two days."

"If I were you, I'd run fast and far away from them. Especially the unconscious freckled one." She laughed softly.

"You know you love us. Otherwise, you wouldn't be around us all the time."

"I think you're confused Mr. McCall. He," she nodded towards Stiles, "is by far the clumsiest person on the planet. And you seem to go down with him every time." Scott laughed, and Derek stood awkwardly but entertained nonetheless. "Hopefully, you can bring these boys some stability."

Derek looked shocked for a second. "Me?"

"Yes you. I haven't seen you in here, and I remember all the students who walk through that door. Either you're extremely careful or made of steel."

"I'd go with the second one darling, have you seen those biceps?" Stiles spoke while sitting up on the bed.

"Morning buddy." Scott said to his friend.

"Hey. Sorry for causing this." Derek went over to Stiles and put a hand on his back.

"It's completely fine, Der-Bear. I faint all the time." Der-Bear that's cute. "And to answer your question from earlier, yes." He internally did a victory dance.

Mrs. White interrupted their moment. "Would someone like to fill me in?" She asked with an amused grin.

"Stiles and Derek are gay lovers."

"Scott what the hell?"

"Stiles you have a boyfriend!"

"He's not my boyfriend." Stiles said, and Derek's heart cried a little.

"Oh my god. You two would be so cute together! Mr. Hale if you ever hurt Stiles I will not hesitate to let you die in my office. Is that clear?"

"Crystal. I wouldn't dream of hurting him."

The bell rang, and they all knew lunch was over. "Stiles, you can stay in here if you're not feeling well enough for class. I'll inform your teachers of what happened." He nodded. "You two gotta go though." She shooed them out of the room. Derek shot Stiles one last smile then went to class.

Stiles

"Stiles," she took a seat beside the bed, "do you like Derek?"

Aside from Mrs. McCall, Mrs. White was one of the women who became a mother figure to him. She was always so kind and supportive. She didn't judge him for his ADHD or clumsiness, and she actually put up with his sarcasm.

"I do. A lot."

"Is there a but coming?"

He sighed. "I just don't want to put myself in a position to be hurt again."

"Is this about-."

"Please don't say his name. I know I need to move on, but I just don't wanna get hurt."

"Stiles, your feelings are completely understandable. He was your first love and one of your best friends, so you'll most likely always love him. You deserve a chance at happiness though. I can already tell that that boy, Derek, is head over heels for you. He might not know it yet, but he'll come around. Don't be afraid to fall in love because I know for certain he'll catch you."

"Thanks, Mrs. White."

"Anytime. Now get to class."

"But you said-."

"I lied." She pushed him to the door, and handed him a small piece of paper. "I do have a pass for you though. My door is always open to you except for right now."

He huffed and took the paper from her. "Fine, but if I trip on the way it's your fault."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever Stilinski. Now go."

He exited the office and started to his second to last class of the day.

★★★

They're going on a date 🤩. As you know, I don't proofread, so expose my mistakes.