Stiles POV

Waking up so early was normally my least favorite part of the day, but when you have long, muscular arms wrapped around you, soft but warm puffs of air against your neck while being held against a strong muscular body, well /that/ was worth waking up too, which is what I woke up to almost every day now.

Derek Hale and I were dating.

Or so we were in my mind. I mean, technically we can be dating as long as we aren't having sex, which we aren't, but having an over protective father who happens to be the sherif of the town, well let's just say dating a guy three years older than me while I was still seventeen was a huge no-no. And I talked to my dad about it before, a random question on how he felt if I dated someone older than me. He looked up at me, simply told me, "If you aren't eighteen, then no. If you're eighteen and over, do what makes you happy." And that was the end of that conversation.

I was just about to fall asleep asleep when I felt teeth scrape the back of my neck, which caused me to shudder.

"Time to wake up, Stiles." Came a rough but low, sleep laced voice.

I shuddered again.

Licking my lips I shook my head slightly, yawning out a quiet, 'no' before I felt him chuckle against my neck.

"Do you want me to drag your scrawny ass out of bed?" He teased.

Sitting up I turned to glare at him, almost yelling my reply. "Scrawny! You're lucky I don't kick your big, fat, juicy werewolf ass out of my bed."

"You and I both know you aren't gonna kick me out of this bed." He replied with a cocky tone.

His comment causes me to raise an eyebrow, which he copied. Him and his god damn caterpillar eyebrows. "Don't copy me with those caterpillars. And how the hell do you know I won't kick you out of my bed?"

"Caterpillar eyebrows?" He spoke slowly, those damn eyebrows furrowing together before he begins to chuckle, which turns into a laugh. A loud laugh.

"I hope my dad comes in and shoots you." I muttered, not at all amused that he was laughing at me. Glancing at him out of the corner of my eye I seen him pout before he grabbed me and turned me, quickly pinning me under his hard body with a growl. I totally didn't scream or anything when he did that.

"Your dad..." He growled into my ear. "Left hours ago." He said as he nipped and kissed along my jaw, the action calling my eyes to fall shut.

"Should've told me that sooner..." I muttered right before he moved his head to place a firm kiss against my lips, my hands grasping onto the back of his neck as we kissed.

Suddenly he jumped up with a grin and muttered, "I knew you wouldn't kick me out of bed. Now get up and get dressed before you're late for school."

"You asshole! Get back here and kiss me some more!" I huffed out, which only caused him to laugh as he walked out of my bedroom. With a grunt I lifted myself up and swung my legs over the side of my bed. Standing up I stretched my hands above my head as I made my way to my dresser, grabbing some clothes before I walked into the bathroom. Reaching into the shower I turned the water before I turned to strip, jumping in to take the fasted and coldest shower I could.

Once I was done I stepped out of the shower and dressed myself quickly, drops of water falling from my hair. Opening the door I was embraced with an amazing aroma which caused my eyes to fall shut while my stomach growled. Loudly. Making my way down the stairs I came in sight with Derek's bare back, his head down as he flipped something in a pan. Grinning widely I walked over and wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing my lips against his back.

"I thought the only thing you could make was cereal and oatmeal." I muttered against his skin, feeling his back shake as he laughed.

"You're very wrong about that. I just don't normally have a reason to cook." He muttered, flipping something onto a plate before he turned off the stove. "Foods done." Kissing his tattoo in the middle of his back once I stepped back and walked over to the table, pulling out a chair before turning in time to see Derek walking over with two plates, both loaded with French toast, bacon, eggs and hash browns.

"Holy shit that looks amazing." I spoke, knowing my eyes were wide as I looked at my plate. Flopping onto the chair I watched as Derek placed my plate on the table in front of me before taking the seat next to mine. Finally noticing the syrup I grabbed the bottle and poured it over everything.

"That's nasty." Derek spoke, making me glance up at him before I started laughing. He was clearly disgusted, that was obvious.

"No, it's not. It's amazing." Cutting everything up I gathered them all on my fork and held it out to Derek, who only shoot his head.

"No." He said simply, still shaking his head.

"Come on, it's actually really good!" I argued, which only caused him to roll his eyes.

"No, Stiles." Was all the said before he took a bite of his own French toast.

After rolling my eyes we chatted about random things. Or really I talked and Derek only commented so I would shut up. A few minutes later we were both finished with our food but I didn't want to go to school. I wanted to spend the day with Derek but I knew he wouldn't let me. So once I was ready to go he wrapped his arms around my waist and damn the way he kissed me made me want to beg him not to make me go to school.

Breaking away from his hold I muttered, "We still doing a pack night tonight?"

Nodding he reached out and cupped my face in both hands then leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine firmly before pulling away and muttering in a grunt, "Yes. Star Wars as promised. I didn't see Erica siding with you on that." He shook his head which caused me to laugh.

"That was the best thing ever." I replied before I pulled out my phone when it began vibrating I'm my pocket. Staring down at the screen I read the text Scott sent me, huffing out a long breath.

"What's wrong?" Derek asked, suddenly very concerned.

"Scott. He needs my help with something and I guess he needs me /now/." I spoke, turning to grab the keys to my jeep. "I'll see you tonight, okay?" Nodding to myself I rushed out of the front door, waving at Derek before I shut the door, praying no one seen me waving.

Getting into my jeep I started it up, throwing my arms in the air when it actually started. Rosco hated me at the time. Putting it in gear I sped off towards school, worried about Scott. What if something happened?

Arriving at the school I pulled into the parking lot, quickly pulling into an open parking space before shutting my car off and getting outs digging my phone out of my pocket I dialed Scott's number and looked up in time to see him running over to me.

"What happened? Are you okay? Is anyone hurt?!" I asked, suddenly begin to panic.

Shaking his head Scott replied with, "What? No everyone's fine. Dude... Do you think Isaac likes me too?"

I wanted to slap him. How dare he take my time away from Derek to ask me a question he already knows the answer to.

"Dude! I told you he does, /you're/ just too blind to see it."

He just stared at me, looking like a confused puppy before he muttered, "I don't think he does. He just needs a friend."

"Scott, I love you, I do... But I'm gonna slap the shit out of you." I smiled at him, making him laugh.

"Awe come on, you wouldn't do that to me." He said, clasping his arm around my shoulder as we began walking towards the building.

"Yes I would, and you know I would. I punched Derek Hale more than once, slapping you is nothing." I said, trying to keep a straight face but Scott was the one who started laughing, which made me laugh along with him.

"Shut up, you know what I meant." He laughed out, which caused me to lift my hand and pat right in the middle of his back.

"Yeah, I do. But I was having fun messing with you." I muttered, causing Scott to shake his head.

As we made our way down the hallway towards the classroom we seen everyone in our pack. Isaac, who was talking to Jackson and Danny, Allison and Lydia who were huddled together, their fingers laced together as they giggled about something the other one said. Erica was leaned back against the locker, watching Boyd and Cora who seemed to be having a disagreement about something. I'm pretty sure Isaac caught Scott's scent because suddenly his head popped up and he smiled widely when he seen us, waving us over.

"Hey Isaac, 'sup?" I spoke once we reached the group. Isaac could be annoying at times but he was over all a cool guy. At times.

"Not much, just trying to figure out what movies we were gonna watch tonight." He said.

"Star wars. A bunch of you all have never seen it, and we just can't have that happen." I said shaking my head, which caused everyone to groan.

"That movie sucks! Can't we watch something else?" Lydia whined out, which caused my jaw to drop.

"It did not suck! It's an awesome movie!" I argued, which caused Boyd to shake his head.

"Don't even bother guys," he began. "We all know Derek is gonna make us watch Star Wars tonight." Well... I couldn't say he was wrong.

"We'll have a vote later tonight." I said just as the bell rang, everyone nodding before they made their way to class.

Was I really being favored by Derek?

After school was over Scott, Isaac and I huddled in my jeep, following behind Lydia and Jackson, who had everyone else in the car, on our way up to the old Hale property.

"Hey guys." I spoke slowly, my thumbs drumming on the steering wheel. When Scott turned to look at me I knew I had their attention. Licking my lips I stammered out, "Do you think Derek gives me special treatments because we're sorta together?"

Not even a beat later both answered with a blunt 'Yup', Isaac popping the 'P' at the end. The worst part was I couldn't argue with it. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that Derek did seem to favor things I said or wanted over the others. It was both wonderful and unsettling.

"Look dude, it's not really a bad thing because he should favor you. I mean you two are pretty much dating." Scott said, in my review mirror I could see Isaac nodding.

"Yeah, but we aren't dating. I mean not actually dating. We're kinda like make out buddies."

With a Scoff Isaac replied, "Shut up, you two are dating. Only the pack knows that you're dating though." I wanted to slap him for being so right.

"Isaac has a point Stiles." Scott replied. I only nodded my head as we all pulled up in front of the new Hale house.

I loved the fact that Derek wanted to rebuild his childhood home. He said he wanted his pack to be like his mothers. A family. And we were a family... One annoying ass family.

When I hopped out of the jeep everyone was rushing inside, while Derek came out to greet me, which made me smile. Clearly the sour wolf missed me. Heading inside we all decided to watch Star Wars. Derek wasn't allowed to choose because he knows I wanted to watch it and it was only fair. After the movie was playing and everyone was cuddled near each other on the couch we all sat bad, and finally allowed ourselves to relax.

Until the doorbell rang. Derek got up to answer it, sense it was his house. I wasn't expecting it to be anything important but what stole my attention from the movie was the female scream that sounded in the house, followed with an grunt before something hit the floor. Hard. As soon as we hard it the pack and I all jumped up and ran towards the front door to see what was happening.

I wish I didn't get up.

Because on the floor was Derek, but on top of him was a blonde haired girl, and they looked to be more than friends.