Alright, so this is different from what i usually write. It's going to be small, maybe 2 or 3 chapters, but this is probably the only not M rated chapter... this is obviously a Sterek, Stiles x Derek, whatever you wanna call it. smutty fluffy goodness later...

also keep in mind, not sure where this falls in the show because... yea ive never seen it, and i know horrible but ive read so much i wanted to give it a shot... and so far this is what i got... so i hope whoever reads it enjoys... i totally made Scott the matchmaker here as well. cuz he isnt always a bad guy against Derek and Stiles happiness.

Stiles had been thinking, and when Stiles thinks it usually doesn't make a whole lot of sense but as he sat in his room, on his bed thinking he has come to a few pretty important conclusions.

He really needs to paint his room, it's getting dingy and too many claw marks from a panicking Scott.

He needs to try a wardrobe change, possibly moving onto the emo-dark side (haha no that will never happen just a random Stiles thought).

He's not really as into Lydia as he thought.

Yea that last one came as quiet the shocker, but over the last month or so he has found himself not really thinking about her, looking for her, or even paying much attention to her when she is there and talking. He can't figure out what it is but ever since this whole shit with Derek started, he has just slowly started not really…. Caring? At all really. And at this last conclusion Stiles calls Scott.

"Hlo?" Comes a sleepy Scott over the line. Stiles looks at the time and realizes it's one in the morning.

"Sorry buddy, I didn't realize how late it was. I'll talk to you tomorrow." Stiles says sighing.

"No, no I'm up. What's wrong?" Scott asks, Stiles can hear him shifting in his bed trying to be awake.

"Do… do you think you could come over? My dad's gone and I need to talk to you…" Stiles asks and hears Scott chuckle.

"Of course, I'll be right there."

"Thanks buddy!" Stiles says and hangs up. Ten minutes later is Scott climbing through his window and Stiles rolls his eyes. "You know, this is why you have a spare key… so you don't have to climb through windows."

"Eh" Scott says shrugging, throwing himself on Stiles bed and cuddling around his legs, Scotts head on Stiles lap as Stiles begins to pet his head. They used to do this before Scott was a wolf so it's not a "dog" thing, it's a "them" thing. "So what is going on? Your heart beat is kinda erratic." Scott mumbles between what sounds like a purrs.

"Um, yea. That. Well I have kinda been thinking.." Stiles says, looking at the ceiling. "And I don't think... actually I know, I'm not as into Lydia as I had thought I was…" Stiles says and feels Scott still on him.

"What made you think that?" Scott asks warily, popping his head up to look at Stiles, And so Stiles tells him everything he had been thinking and when he is finished Scott just nods his head in thought. "So is there someone else?" Scott asks but knows the answer, and is surprised when Stiles lies, without actually lying.

"No, I think I just don't like her anymore." Stiles says and Scott doesn't hear a blip in his heart beat, which shocks him. Maybe Stiles just doesn't know himself?

"Huh… I see. What are you going to do then?" Scott says, curling into Stiles more.

"Nothing to do. She won't notice anything anyway and no one else cares." Stiles sighs, carting his fingers through Scotts hair. "Just go through life per usual. Hey! Are you falling asleep on me!" Stiles half yells.

"Not m' fult. Feel good." Scott mumbles and Stiles chuckles getting comfortable to fall asleep too.

~X~X~X~X~

Stiles goes through the days per usual. A more awake Scott let him know that he is glad he isn't pining after Lydia anymore, she isn't worth it and Scott wants Stiles happy. A week later it has been unbearably hot and everyone in the pack plan a trip to a beach. Stiles, reluctantly, goes and doesn't expect Derek to be there. Not that he doesn't want him there, he doesn't actually care… right? Anyway, he is just surprised that the pack dragged him out of his home.

"Hey buddy, you ok?" Scott says clapping his hand on Stiles shoulder, ultimately scaring the shit out of Stiles.

"Huh? Yea, I'm fine why?" Stiles asks, rubbing his injured shoulder.

"You have been standing here staring off into space for a while. Come on, let's get the stuff from your jeep." Scott says and Stiles blushes realizing it wasn't space, but it was Derek. He shakes it off and helps Scott out.

Now, Stiles may be an ADD riddled kid, has enough issues of his own to span out to the whole school he goes to with his own life and the supernatural crap he is involved with, but he deals. He knows how to hide, or fix, or take care of whatever problem he is having before most people know he is having it. However, usually no one else can hear his heartbeat while he is having a problem. Which is the challenging part of hanging out with a pack full of super hearing werewolves. Scott and Stiles had just placed the blanket in the sand, and he plopped down relaxing as he watched Scott grab the food to place on the blanket so it didn't fly away when he noticed everyone getting out of their normal cloths to the suits they had underneath. He noticed Lydia take her shirt off to reveal the bikini underneath and it didn't even faze him, whereas before it would have probably gave him an embarrassing hard on. He scanned the area and then he saw Derek. He had an actual small smile on his face, making Stiles drop his jaw a little at how beautiful he looked and his heart pick up just a bit, but when Derek reached down and took his own shirt off Stiles started to have what could be called a revelation.

'He stopped caring about Lydia when Derek showed up. He thought about Derek all the time. It's been about Derek, not just the werewolf crap, but the actual him since Stiles first laid eyes on the guy he thought was a murderer.' Stiles eyes came back into focus to see Scott with a worried expression on his face, talking to Stiles but he couldn't hear a word he said. Stiles could feel his heart beat going fast, the beginning of a panic attack, but as soon as he looked up at Derek, who was staring at him with a bit of concern on his usually scowling face, it turned into a full blown panic attack. Stiles stood up and waved everyone away and took off towards the bathrooms. He knew Scott would follow but he also knew no one else would.

It took twenty minutes to calm down, Stiles heart beat finally sputtering to a normal rate as he tried to breathe normally. Stiles told Scott to go tell everyone he was fine and just had a panic attack at the thought of sharks and his over reactive mind.

"Is that the truth?" Scott asks and Stiles laughed.

"We will talk about it when you get back up here." He said instead and Scott nodded before he left. Stiles took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down more. He couldn't be… this was just his luck. He went from liking someone slightly out of his reach, to possibly being full blown in love with someone completely and utterly out of his reach. Stiles felt his heart beat quicken again as tears came to his eyes. Taking a few more breaths to calm down he compromised with himself. 'I'll deal with today, and then I'll just avoid him, yea, that's easy I can do that. it's not like he comes to find me, if he needs something he has Scott and Erica and Isaac and a bunch of other people. If he needs a humanish thing he has Lydia and Allison, and he won't even notice I'm not there. Good… this is a good plan.' Stiles take another deep breath as he hears the bathroom door open.

"Don't worry buddy I'm fine, just had an epiphany…." Stiles stutters to a finish as his heart picks up speed at the sight of Derek in front of him.

"Are you ok?" Derek asks, his usually scowly face still intact but the softness to his voice evident.

"Wh-who me? Psh, yea, I mean now I am" he says but his heart wont calm down. He tries to breath but it isn't working. "Y-you need to get out…" Stiles mumbles breathless, placing a hand on his heart as he turns around leaning against the sink, trying to quell the panic attack from rising again. Instead of listening Derek comes closer and places a hand on Stiles back, rubbing softly trying to calm him down but instead it just gets worse. Derek steps back slowly.

"I'll um…. Just go get Scott." Derek says and takes off out of the bathroom. Stiles feels bad because he heard the desperation in Derek's voice, he was just trying to help and Stiles panics. He knows Derek was just being a good alpha and trying to comfort and calm him but it only made it worse.

"Hey buddy, sorry I got distracted." Scott says with a tiny chuckle. "Why are you having so many panic attacks right now? It's been a few months since your last one…" Scott finishes with a mumble while rubbing Stiles back.

"I'll tell you when we get home" Stiles finally says after he has calmed down. He worked himself so he can be calm when he leaves. Just one day, this will be simple. As they walk down to the beach again Stiles can feel Derek looking at him, and so he doesn't catch on to much to Stiles predicament, Stiles looks up and looks him in the eyes, giving a slight smile and a nod before looking away. 'That should be enough to make him not care.'

The day goes on just fine after that, they all have fun, and by the end they are sitting in front of the fire, Scott and Allison are cuddling and Stiles sends a wink his way as Scott beams the happiest smile his way. Stiles looks around and catches Derek looking at him, he gives him a nervous smile, trying to calm his heart and looks back at Erica who is fighting with Boyd over something. He pretends to be interested before his phone goes off. Stiles stands up and answers the phone while walking away.

"Hello?" he says.

"Hey kiddo, where are you?" his dad asks.

"At the beach with Scott and some friends. Why?" Stiles replies.

"Well I have to stay tonight, there has been an assault and I need to do all the paper work and all that good stuff. I'll be home tomorrow some time." his dad answers and Stiles sighs.

"Of course. I'll see you then. I love you."

"Love you too kid, have fun." They hang up and Stiles turns around, ready to just go home when he sees Derek a few feet from him. Stiles thinks of just avoiding him but he knows that would be suspicious, so he walks closer and falls in step as Derek and him walk to the camp site.

"I'm going to have to go home soon." Stiles comments, watching his feet sink in the sand as he walks.

"It is getting dark out." Is all Derek says. They walk a few more feet before Derek grabs Stiles shoulder. Stiles freezes and tries to breath. "Are you going to be alright Stiles?" he asks and Stiles has never noticed how amazing his voice really is, especially when he says his name.

"Yea, I will." Stiles mumbles.

"What has you freaking out?" Derek asks, letting go of Stiles arm and Stiles takes a deep breath.

"I… I am just over thinking things, as usual." Stiles gives a slight chuckle. "I will be fine." He mutters as they reach the camp site. "Well guys I gotta go… Scott are you?..." Stiles trails off.

"I'll take him home." Allison replies and Scott gets a dreamy look in his eyes.

"Ok, well see you guys." Stiles says and immediately takes off for his car.

"Stiles!" Derek yells and Stiles tries not to panic but feels his heart go faster. He slowly turns around to see Derek running up to him. He looks frantically for his keys, getting ready to get in the Jeep when Derek jingles something by his ear. "You forgot these." Derek says and Stiles blushes, hopefully unnoticed in the dark, and stutters out a thank you before getting in the Jeep and leaving.

~X~X~X~X~

From that day on it only got worse for Stiles. Avoiding Derek seemed impossible, but the panic attacks subsided to just rapid heartbeats, beet red face and whenever he had to speak to Derek he would end up stuttering or just mumbling out something before blushing and taking off. Today was one of those days a few months later.

Stiles was in the store, getting stuff for his dads dinner when he feels… something. Stiles perks his head up over the oranges and looks around before he feels a tap on his shoulder. He whips around, calming his flailing arms when he sees it is just Derek. 'Wait Derek?' his heart beat picks up and he starts to breathe faster as they just stare at each other.

"Uh…" clears throat. "Wh-hats up?" Stiles asks and gives himself points for speaking first.

"shopping" Derek replies, holding up his basket of groceries. Stiles looks at it then back up at Derek, nodding his head and mhms before turning around and grabbing the oranges he needs. He walks off looking for pineapples when he notices his heart beat hasn't slowed down, due to the fact that Derek is, not so much following, more like tagging along for the ride. Stiles pauses, turns and looks up at him. Derek looks down and quirks and eyebrow at Stiles and he ends up feeling stupid. 'He is probably just going the same direction I am… that's all' Stiles thinks and goes over to do the rest of his shopping.

But as Stiles walks around the store picking up stuff he needs Derek follows him, in silence but Stiles heart beat never calms. Finally he just looks at him and sighs.

"What do you w-want from me?" Stiles says exasperatedly.

"Nothing." Derek says and turns around, walking away like nothing happened. Stiles sighs, shaking his head as his heart calms down. Later that night, Stiles is in his room doing research when Scott appears in his room. Stiles just rolls his eyes, assuming Scott is here to complain about Allison again but he just gives him this look that doesn't bode well for Stiles.

"Alright, spill." Scott says, throwing himself on Stiles bed.

"Bout what?" Stiles asks, turning back around in his chair to close his computer down.

"Why you have been acting all strange like, and so many panic attacks, and the freaking out all the time. What is going on?" Scott asks, concerned. So Stiles finally tells him, tells him about his revelation about how everything started when Derek entered his life and about what he had that might have caused the panic attack, and why he gets all stutter-y and stupid. Scott listens and when Stiles tells him about the shopping trip he gets a huge grin on his face.

"Why are you smiling so creepily?" Stiles asks.

"Well this would explain why Derek called me and said I needed to talk to you. So what does this mean?" Scott asks. Stiles blushes and looks to the ground.

"Scott…. I think, dude.. I'm in love with your alpha."