Hello everyone, and welcome to my very first fanfiction! Having just rewatched Teen Wolf Season 1, I noticed a lot of things I missed, such as Stiles's constant pestering of Danny about his own attractiveness to guys, so I figured why not write a lovely Danny/Stiles story. So here it is, chapter one of Parting Glass! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf, Danny, Stiles, or anything else in this story, including the song The Parting Glass.

Chapter 1

Stiles stared at his best friend sitting in front of him, a look of utter annoyance on the former's face. Scott just smiled, giving him the puppy eyes. Stiles just looked down at his lunch.

"You seriously want me to go camping? With you and Allison? Tonight?" he repeated, trying to figure out why Scott thought this was a good idea. Scott just nodded.

"Yeah. Well, Lydia too, and Jackson and Danny." he added as an afterthought. Stiles glanced up at him.

"Danny...and Jackson? Is this a lacrosse thing?" he asked, and Scott shrugged.

"It started out as the team looking for a way to celebrate our latest victory. Danny offered us his parents' cabin up in the mountains. I mentioned it to Allison and it turned into a party. Everyone's coming, us, Lydia and Jackson, Erica and Isaac, pretty much everyone who can fit in the cabin." he explained. Stiles sighed and pushed his tray to the side.

"Okay, fine. I'll go, but I'm not driving you two. No offense dude, but you two are just too lovey-dovey for me these days." he said. Scott laughed.

"Would you feel better if we found you a girlfriend?" he asked. Stiles gave Scott a look.

"Yeah, good luck with that." he said and the bell rang, signalling their impending lateness.

"Hey, Danny? Can I ask you a question?" Stiles asked, leaning forward so Mr. Harris wouldn't hear him. Danny sighed.

"You can ask. I can't guarantee an answer." he said. Stiles nodded.

"Well...do you...uh...find me attractive?" he asked, and Danny dropped his pen on his desk, turning in his seat.

"Stiles, you've asked me that same question every day for the past week and a half, and every time I don't answer. What makes you think this time will be any different?" he asked. Stiles shrugged.

"I figured if I asked enough you would get annoyed and answer just to make me stop." he admitted. Danny rolled his eyes.

"Well, not this time. I don't see why it even matters." he said, turning back around and ignoring Stiles for the rest of the class. Stiles spent almost half an hour staring at the back of Danny's head before he actually decided to pay attention to Mr. Harris.

Stiles walked into his house, tossing his bag on the floor in a corner and running up to his room to get some clothes ready. He started thinking about his conversation with Danny.

'I don't see why it matters.' That's what he had said. Stiles laughed.

"No you don't." he mumbled

"Don't what?" said a voice behind him, and he nearly jumped out the window. He turned to give his dad a glare.

"Seriously, Dad? You nearly gave me a heart attack!" he huffed, and Sheriff Stilinski grinned.

"You shouldn't be talking to yourself. People will think you're crazy." he told his son, and glanced at the duffel bag sitting on his son's bed. "Going somewhere?" he asked. Stiles laughed nervously.

"Oh yeah...about that. Mind if I go camping for the weekend?" he asked. His dad raised an eyebrow, and Stiles sighed.

"It's going to be me, Scott, Allison, Lydia, Jackson, Danny, Erica and Isaac. The team wanted to celebrate winning and it kind of turned into a party. It'll be at Danny's parents' cabin, I'll be back first thing Sunday morning and I promise I won't do anything stupid." he said, pouting. His dad frowned.

"If you're sure you'll be okay..." he began. Stiles cut him off.

"Dad, I'll be okay. I'll be with...with my friends." he said, more quietly. Sheriff Stilinski nodded.

"Okay. Have fun, and if you need anything just call." he said, going back downstairs. Stiles let out a deep sigh and went back to packing. He wouldn't need much, just enough for a day and two nights. His plan was to get up on Sunday and leave as soon as he could. Hopefully nobody would notice.

Hopefully.

Stiles had no idea how he was the first one to arrive, but somehow it happened. He pulled up to the cabin and couldn't hold back a smile when Danny stepped out onto the deck and waved. He waved back and grabbed his bag, stepping out of his jeep.

"Hey there Danny-boy! Nobody else here?" he asked. Danny shook his head and led Stiles inside. Stiles sat on an old cushy couch and put his bag on the floor beside him while Danny continued putting away all the food he had bought. Despite his offer, Danny refused to let Stiles help, insisting that he was a guest and would be treated as such.

"Here comes everyone else." Danny said after about twenty minutes of silence. Stiles glanced at the door but didn't get up. Everyone filed in and found a seat while Danny put the last bit of stuff away and joined them.

"Okay, so before we actually do anything there's the issue of sleep. There's these two couches, which can each hold two people." he said, looking at Scott and Allison, who were cuddled together, and Jackson and Lydia, who were once again back together. They both got the hint and began arguing over which couch each would get. Danny just smirked and ignored them.

"There's a pullout couch in the basement." he continued, and Erica chimed in.

"Couch! All mine." she said, poking Isaac in the ribs.

"Wanna join me?" she asked. Isaac shrugged, obviously not too concerned about sleeping arrangements. Danny sighed.

"I guess that means Stiles gets the bed." he said. Stiles grinned, and Jackson did the opposite.

"No way! Why does Stilinski get the bed?" he demanded. Stiles gave him a smirk.

"Because, Jackson, I am the only person here besides Danny-boy without a girlfriend, which means you all sleep with your significant others while I have to sleep in a lonely bed all by myself." he said, earning a scowl from the jock. Danny cleared his throat.

"Actually...well, there's only the one bed." he said, and Stiles looked at him, his cheeks turning ever-so-slightly pinker.

"Uh...well, that's fine. I don't take up much space." he said. Scott snorted.

"Stiles, when we were ten you nearly kicked me out of a king sized bed!" he said, and Stiles scowled at him.

"That was ages ago." he said, and ignored Scott's laugh.

"Danny, if you don't want to share I can always sleep on the floor. I wouldn't want to make anything awkward." he added, and this time Danny blushed.

"Um...no, it's fine. I mean, if you're okay sharing a bed with a gay guy." he added. Stiles smiled.

"No worries then." he said, and the mood lightened immediately. They spent the next few hours outside, sitting around a fire roasting marshmallows, telling scary stories and singing songs.

"Well, I'm out of campfire tunes. Anyone else?" asked Allison. Nobody spoke up, until Scott nudged Stiles in the ribs.

"Stiles, what about that one you always sing in the shower? The one your mom taught you." he said. Stiles tensed up a little.

"What? Parting Glass? That's hardly a camping song." he said, hoping nobody would back Scott up.

"Hey, I know that song. It's good." Danny chimed in, and Allison smiled at Stiles.

"Come on, Stiles, sing us a song!" she begged, and Stiles sighed. No getting out of it now.

"Okay, fine, I'll sing a song. Just one, though." he said, and everyone went silent, waiting for Stiles to start.

"Of all the money that e'er I spent, I spent it in good company.

And all the harm that e'er I've done, alas it was to none but me.

And all I've done for want of wit, to mem'ry now I can't recall.

So fill to me the parting glass. Goodnight, and joy be with you all."

Everyone stared, shocked by how good Stiles actually was. Danny stared at his face, watching his lips move, and wondering what those lips felt like. He felt his face heat up. Lucky it was dark, or he would have been bright red.

"Oh, all the comrades that e'er I've had are sorry for my going away.

And all the sweethearts that e'er I've had would wish me one more day to stay.

But since it falls unto my lot that I should rise and you should not.

I'll gently rise and I'll softly call, goodnight, and joy be with you all."

Stiles felt a stinging in his chest as he thought of his mother. He quickly pushed the thoughts aside and looked around, seeing everyone staring at him. His eyes lingered for a moment on Danny, and if it weren't for the faint light of the fire he would have thought he saw something in the boy's eyes. He ignored this too, and continued the song.

"If I had money, enough to spend, and leisure time to sit awhile.

There is a fair maid in this town who sorely has my heart beguiled.

Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips, alone she has my heart in thrall.

So fill to me the parting glass. Goodnight, and joy be with you all.

Goodnight, and joy be with you all."

Stiles sighed, looking around. After a moment of silence everyone clapped, telling him how good it was and how nice his voice was. He just smiled and nodded.

"Well, I'm feeling a bit tired. I think I'll turn in for the night." he said, standing up. Danny grabbed his wrist on the way by.

"Hey, you okay?" he asked. Stiles just smiled.

"Yeah, just tired. See you later." he said, and went into the cabin. Danny watched him go, and felt something tug at his chest.

When Danny finally went back inside he found Stiles already in bed. The boy was curled up in a ball on one side of the bed, leaving most of it empty. Danny pulled off his shirt, tossing it to one side, and changed into a pair of pajama pants, pulling back the covers and sliding in next to Stiles, laying on his side facing the smaller boy. He heard Stiles moan in his sleep, and thought for a second he had said his name. Before he could question it further Stiles rolled over in his sleep, almost fitting perfectly against Danny's chest.

"Stiles." he whispered, to make sure the boy was asleep, and when he received no reply he put his arm around the smaller boy's shoulder, falling asleep to the sound of Stiles breathing and the feeling of warmth against his chest.

Oh, all the gay already! But we won't go too fast. There needs to be build-up!

Anyway, Please Review! Your love inspires me to write!