The pack got comfortable in the living room while waiting for the video to load, Isaac sat next to Derek on the love seat, Boyd took the arm chair and Erica casually sat down in his lap swinging her legs over the arm of the chair. Lydia, Jackson, and Allison had taken the couch, Scott sat on the floor in front of Allison leaning his back against her legs, and Stiles reluctantly dropped down on the floor next to Toni.

The Video opened on a blurry picture of the floor, spanning every few seconds briefly over a pair of petite legs. The owner of the camera obviously holding it carelessly down at her side while she walked. The picture comes to a stop and the camera spans over what looks to be a spacious condo before coming to rest on Sam Stilinski standing at the counter in his pajamas heating up a baby bottle. He looked up raising an eyebrow in amusement to the camera. "Is he here?!" Toni's voice demanded from behind the camera.

Sam laughed, "Yeah, his flight came in really late, he's probably still asleep"

She squealed, and the camera panned down to her legs again while she took off in a sprit towards the other side of the condo. A white door was briefly in focus before she threw is open and the camera panned up to a dark blue room mostly bare except for a dark wood dresser and a big white bed in the middle. Stiles was still sleeping on his stomach with his arms tucked under his face the bare muscles of his back and arms stretched out, his legs were clad in a pair of red flannel pants and one ankle was crossed over the other.

She jumped on the bed causing Stiles to jerk and groan burying his head further into his arms. "Morning Mischief!"

He groaned again waving a hand at her to leave him alone. "Come on get up, the days wasting babe." She said with a chuckle shaking his shoulder he mumbled something in polish and she sighed, "Fine," She said with a sly tone in her voice, "I guess I'll go to magnolias by myself…"

Stiles jerked up in bed his brown eyes wide and his hair sticking up in every direction, "I'm up!"

Toni laughed and threw a pillow at him, "Wstań! Ubrać się!" (Get up! Get dressed!)

The next time the camera turns on it focuses straight on a now awake Stiles, his hair is tousled as usual perpetually looking like someone had ran their fingers through it, his brown eyes wide and clear. He's wearing his favorite beetles' shirt and is looking somewhere off camera, while distractedly licking frosting off his thumb.

Derek shifted uncomfortably in his seat, he's always had a thing about Stiles' stupid fingers, he could never figure out exactly what it was but they were long and weirdly graceful he had a habit of talking with his hands or was practically always eating something, or would sometimes let Lydia or Erica try out nail polish colors on him. It was unfairly attractive, and Derek would usually get up to leave the room when his nose picked up on the scent of nail polish to avoid doing something stupid.

Now with the knowing grin Erica was aiming at him her eyes glinting with something he didn't want to try to figure out, he thought that she might be doing the nail thing on purpose. He glared at her and stubbornly turned his attention back to the screen, trying to prepare himself for whatever was coming next.

He was not prepared for what happened next. Because what happened next was Stiles flushing a deep pink color over his cheeks and smirking obscenely around the thumb he still had in his mouth.

"You do realize you're in public right?" came Toni's amused voice from behind the camera, Stiles turned to look at her the blush stretching slightly down his neck now but he simply shrugged one shoulder, dropping his thumb in the process.

Scott laughed some and reached out his leg to lightly kick his arm, Stiles squeaked blinding swatting behind him in a failed attempt to hit him back.

Back on the video Toni had laughed at Stiles behind the camera before turning it towards this mystery person. Said person was a man probably in his twenties whose attractive face had a dusting of dark brown almost black stubble along his strong jaw line, hair was bleached towards the ends and styled in a kind of pompadour. He had on a navy-blue button down with the sleeves rolled a quarter of the way up, tattoos peeking out on his arms and a pair of black jeans and hazardously tied biker boots. His nails were painted black, rings littered his fingers and he had small gauges in his ears. His gorgeous blue eyes were practically half lidded and trained on Stiles.

His painted nails were carelessly stirring the straw in his drink and when he noticed Toni with the camera trained on him and a smirk on her face he laughed, the grin causing his whole face to light up both Stilinski's sucked in a breath and cursed "Fuck"

"I swear to god if you don't get on that right now I will tell everyone in this building your real name" Toni threatened with a laugh, Stiles winked at her and got up walking around to the mystery man's table and sat down the camera recording the moment as the man laughs and leans back in his seat crossing his tattooed arms and raising a flirty eyebrow at him. The camera turns around to face Toni who shakes her head in amusement her blonde hair falling in her face and her blue eyes shining, "I swear I can't take him anywhere."

"Who knew batman had game." Erica teased and Stiles laughed uncomfortably when the rest of the girls and Scott let out joking cat calls at him.

….

The next fame is back in the same bedroom that Stiles was in that morning, the camera focuses on the mirror first showing off Toni with her blonde hair curled and heavy makeup she was wearing a black figure hugging dress that sparkled when the light hit it and a pair of hazardous looking high heels. She did a pose in the mirror and blew a kiss before turning the camera around to land on the bed where not only Stiles but the mystery man from early were. The man was wearing those hip hugging leather pants and a black button down, a quarter of the buttons left open at the top which showed off a few layers of sliver necklaces, he had on fingerless leather gloves and eye liner causing his blue eyes to pop.

He was crouched down in front of Stiles who sat on the bed in a pair of maroon skinny jeans his black converse, a white button down unbuttoned in the same manner, and a black blazer with leather accents on the collar. "Matthew I cannot believe you got him to let you do this" Toni said from behind the camera as it zoomed in on Stiles face were 'Matthew' was rimming his big brown eyes in a black kohl liner.

Matthew smirked up at the camera "It just took a little persuasion"

The camera pans back to Stiles the eyeliner made his brown eyes look even more sultry and his lips pulled back into a devious smirk and Toni chuckled turning that camera back to Matthew who was staring at Stiles with a red blush covering his entire handsome face, "Oh honey," She said with a laugh "I don't think you have any idea what you've just done to yourself."

Allison threw a pillow at Stiles "I can't believe you didn't tell us we could put makeup on you!"

Stiles sputtered turning around to throw the pillow back at her, his eyes caught on Derek who had a constipated look on his face and he briefly forgot what he was going to say. Toni nudged him with her elbow. He cleared his throat and threw the pillow back at her trying not to be disappointed when she easily caught it.

"You can't" He argued cheeks heating up at the thought.

Lydia pointedly cleared her throat and gave him a look that was downright evil don't listen to anyone who says different.

He sighed relenting "Fine, but not a lot"

…

The next time the camera turns on it's outside in what seems to be a sectioned off area of central park, there's people everywhere dressed in the same fashion as Stiles, Matthew, and Toni and there's a rock band on stage warming up.

Matthew has an arm wrapped casually around Stiles waist and Stiles has one hand clasped around Toni's so they don't lose each other in the crowd as Matthew leads them straight over to the stage.

As soon as they're spotted by the lead singer of the band, a man with close cropped black hair, a lip piercing and brown eyes he hops down and leans over towards them "Matt please tell me drums is on the list of instruments you play" he pleaded.

Matthew furrowed his brows glancing around at the band noting, the tattooed guitar player with a bright red mohawk, and the bleach blonde bass player with the snake bites who shot Toni a pretty smile a wink when he noticed them, but no drummer. "Where's Joey?"

The man huffed angrily "Dumbass is stuck in traffic somewhere. He's on his way but we were supposed to start playing already and the dude that hired us is not happy"

Matthew bit his bottom lip and shook his head, "I'm sorry man but I only play guitar and piano"

He lets out a curse and before Stiles can stop her Toni offers up a "Stiles can play drums"

Stiles turns around to give her a wide eyed panicked look. The guy looks at Toni registering what she said before turning his attention to Stiles, "You're Stiles?" He asked looking desperate now, Stiles nods.

"And you can play? Decently?"

He reluctantly nods his head again, the guy presses his hands together in a pleading motion "Would you please? One song, two songs tops. Just until our drummer gets here?"

Matthew turns to Stiles watching in interest as his licks his lip in thought and Toni squeals behind him and he gives a heavy sigh "Sure"

The singer pumps his first in the air in celebration and grabs Stiles by the jaw to kiss him on the head "Bless you, I'm Joel" He says finally introducing himself "We're doing a whole mix of, rock, punk and alternative stuff tonight but the plan was the open with a couple panic at the disco songs, can you play their stuff?"

Stiles nods his head at him and shrugs off his blazer to hand to Toni, Mathew grins at him and squeezes his hip before the others come to help him on stage.

"You can play the drums?" Isaac asks blue eyes wide in amazement as Stiles glances over his shoulder to answer his question.

Scott beats him to it with a snort "Yeah dude, me and Stiles had a whole band going when we were younger. We killed Greenday"

Stiles laughs at him accepting the fist bump he aims his way and nodding at Isaac "I had to have some where to put all the extra energy as a kid so my dad signed me up for drumming lessons, my drum set is still in the garage, I just don't usually have the time to play them anymore" he said with a shrug of his shoulders.

Back on the screen Toni seems to have perched herself on Mathews shoulders to have a better vantage point to get Stiles on video, He's sitting at the drum set now his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. With all his reluctance to do it he seems comfortable on stage casually twirling the sticks between his fingers as Joel gives them a brief introduction.

They start out the night with "Don't threaten me with a good time"

The band is great, and the crowd loves them, Stiles plays a lot better than he seemed to hint that he could, and he looks great while he does it. His arm muscles strain against his shirt and every once in a while he tosses his head back when certain beats of the song hits. He even leans into his microphone and sings the back up vocals with the rest of the band.

He's having a blast and the pack watch in rapt attention, they had never seen Stiles look that care free, that confident. Derek swallows thickly when his mouth starts to feel dry and they all seem to shift forward on their seats when on screen Joel seems to notice how into the song Stiles is and motions for him to sing the bridge when it comes along.

Stiles tosses his head back and laughs before leaning into the microphone to do as requested.

"I'm a scholar and a gentleman and I usually don't fall when I try to stand. I lost a bet to a guy in a chiffon skirt, but I make these high heels work. I've told you time and time again, I'm not as think as you drunk I am."

The rest of the band joining in the say the last line "We all fell down when the sun came up, I think we've had enough" before breaking into the course once more to finish out the song.

Once the song finished the camera notices on the side of the stage, a man with a shaved head and no shirt on motioning with a drumstick and an apologetic look on his face. Joel see's him and give's him a glare but nods anyways. He makes an announcement thanking Stiles for starting the set with them and saving the night, to which Toni and Mathew let out whistles before trading them out to start the next song.

Mathew lets Toni down off his shoulders as Stiles makes his way over to them, accepting the hug from Toni when he reaches her the camera muffled by his shirt in the process. Stiles is laughing when they pull away and lets Mathew wind an arm back around his waist, he presses close against him and whispers something in his ear that has him blushing a deep red his tongue darting out to wet his lips.

Lydia coyly asks what he said to him, and Derek grips the arm of the love seat as Stiles turns the same shade of red as in the video and sputters out that he's not telling her.

Someone mutters something about getting drinks on the screen and the camera turns off again.

…

The next clip is where the thumbnail for the video comes from, the band is playing closer by nine inch nails and the camera bounces slightly as Toni dances. Stiles and Mathew are clear through the screen pressed together at all points of their bodies, Mathew is a couple inches taller than Stiles and takes advantage of it by pressing in close behind him. His chest is flush against Stiles back and their hips move together fluidly with the beat. Stiles hands are reached behind him and gripping Mathew by the hips, he's got his fingers wound through his belt loops to help him keep his grip, Mathew's hands alternate from brushing over Stiles hands and running lightly over the length of his chest, hips, and thighs.

Erica comments on hot Stiles is and the room breaks out into murmured agreements except for Jackson who scrunches up his nose and says that they're all disgusting. Derek is trying glare a hole through the tv, his grip on the arm of the love seat now tight enough that his muscles ache with the force it takes to keep his nails from digging in.

Mathew brushes a hand up Stiles chest to wrap lightly around his neck before dragging it farther up to grip his jaw, Stiles presses his hips a little harder back against Mathews before turning in his arms immediately slotting their lips together in an indecent show of lips and teeth and tongue.

Stiles feels his heart drop into his stomach watching the video on the screen, he suddenly feels like this is a terrible idea guilt crawls up his throat for reasons he doesn't know and he fights the urge to turn around and look at Derek, he doesn't want to see the expression on his face right now.

Derek feels sick, physically sick. He knows that there is something between him and Stiles, that there's always been something between them, he's not stupid. But Stiles is underage, and Derek has a lot of issues and reasons that they probably shouldn't be together all of which seem ridiculous when he's watching someone else touch him, and kiss his stupid pink lips, and have his stupid attractive fingers grip their hips, and he thinks the room is spinning, he feels dizzy.

Because he hadn't realized that he took for granted the fact that Stiles didn't seem to be interested in anyone in beacon hills, at least not that he had been around to witness. He was also unaware that actually seeing Stiles with someone else would make him feel this gutted. He thinks his ears have started ringing until he realizes that it's actually his phone. He rushes to grab it trying to ignore the way the love seat creaks when he finally releases the pressure he's had on the arm of it.

He briefly glances at the caller id before pushing himself hastily to his feet.

He humbles out something that sounds like "It's Cora" before forcing his feet to move toward the front door while he fumbles to get the phone pressed to his ear. "Hello?"

The door slams shut behind him.