Stiles is strolling down the sidewalk covered in snow. He is dressed in a caramel turtleneck with black jeans and his signature red overcoat, a grey muffler wrapped around his neck, his attire fitting for the chilling weather of NewYork. His cheeks and nose have tinged red from the cold as he takes a warm breath burrowing his hands more in his pocket.
He is a college student and works at this really cute Daisy's Cafe, he's not in desperate need for money but his ADHD kind of makes it hard for him to sit patiently so he thought why not invest all that energy into something good. After graduating high school he wanted to be more independent but his dad was so not complying with his wishes. After his mom died, Sheriff has protected Stiles from every bad thing in the world, which made Stiles kind of oblivious to the dark side of New York. He doesn't even know that all of his friends are in Mafia or they are supernatural. He knows that there are all kinds of people in the world but what says someone can't change.
After lot of coaxing and convincing he was able to get his dad's agreement. And moved to a very comfy loft apartment.
Stiles is a very good person, kind, nice innocent, polite and always helps people, he likes taking care of people. His dad have always says how he got that from his mother. Always caring for anyone in need. His mom is one of the reasons why he started playing Cello, Mrs. Stilinski loved music. After his mother's death, he played for the first time it was a reminder of her.
He is coming back from the cafe just as he crosses the street passing an alley, he hears some commotion and being the curious spaz he is he goes to take a look. He gasps in horror when he sees a man lying, back to the wall breathing harshly and it seems like he is hurt.
"Oh my god, Are you okay?" The man turns towards the voice, with blurred vision he looks up only to be in awe of the person approaching him. He can't believe someone can be that beautiful. Did Kate finally finished her job, because the guy literally looks like an angel. Before he can even get a word out, the boy starts talking again "Of course you are not okay, if you were why would you be lying here, God i am such an idiot" Stiles cannot see the man's face but it seems like the man is very well groomed and handsome, through the deem light he can make out the muscled body. "Don't worry i'm gonna help you. Just wait, I will call the police and ambulance" Stiles says helping the guy up on his feet wrapping one of his arm around his shoulders and holds one on the man's waist. There's a sudden spark at the touch but he chooses to ignore it because his first priority is to fix the guy's wounds.
The man gets out of whatever trance he was in as he rasps out "No...No police" Stiles feels his knees going weak at the man's voice or maybe its just his weight. Stiles says unsure "O-okay, My loft is close i will take you there. I'm Stiles by the way" The guy just looks at him and says "Derek. Derek Hale" Derek is suprised when Stiles just nods but does not comment. He can smell no fear form the boy, just panic and anxiousness. Derek is shocked from the reaction because he is known for his ruthless killing, gangwars. The family name Hale can put any one begging for their life. Derek knows how many lives he has taken with his claws and its a long list. But one thing him and his family are incapable of, is kill an innocent. And for him it is easy to find out when someone is telling the truth, after all he's a werewolf.
When they reach Stiles loft. Derek finds it is very warm, he feels himself getting calm in an unknown place. It smells like home, like Stiles and at that moment is heart thuds loudly as he realises that Stiles is his mate, his wolf is calm eventhough they are with a stranger. His wolf purrs when Stiles touches him, setting him down on the sofa "I'll right back" the boy leaves going towards the bathroom. Derek surprisingly doesn't want him to leave, wants his mate to sit there with him, but he feels assured when he can hear Stiles' heartbeat.
When Stiles comes back Derek finally gets a good look at him and damn is he beautiful; pale skin, whiskey brown doe-eyes that look straight from Bambi, red cheeks, pink cupid bow lips, caramel brown hair, moles dotting his face like constellation down his neck and just Derek wants to count them with his lips. Stiles is beautiful. He shakes his head, scolding himself for gazing at Stiles like some creep.
But he isn't alone in the creeping, Stiles who is finally getting a good look at Derek feels his heart thrum with every step as he thinks that man is so not real, like how can someone be THIS handsome. It's like some freaking Adonis has stepped in his loft, the man has light stubble, a fairly tanned skin, built body like Greek God's, biceps repelling through his jacket making Stiles rethink how can he get attacked, but shakes his head at that thought because nowadays anyone is capable of anything. Back to Stiles admiring the man he has jet black hair that makes him want to run his hands through it. The man looks up and he has hazel eyes, if it's even hazel, it's like a mixture of all beautiful colours, looking through Stiles making him blush.
He shakes head again sighing someone like Derek won't even second glance him. He sets the first aid kit down, taking out some antiseptic, bandages,etc. He looks up at Derek who is still staring at him unashamed. He asks stammering "Um...can you take off your jacket and henley?" The man takes it off his gaze not once wavering from Stiles. The boy gulps looking away, its like the Adonis is trying to get him turned on.
But his attention is quickly diverted when he sees the deep gash across Derek's chest he worries "Oh my god,What happened..?" He asks inspecting the wound, looks up to realise how close he is to the man's face, his hand on derek's chest. He quickly retracts it saying "oh...sorry" Derek misses the heat of the hand on his chest but does not say anything.
It was Kate the bitch Argent, she used a knife laced with wolfsbane that is why he's not healing, the woman killed his whole family by masquerading a fire, him and his uncle were gone to a meeting at that time saving them. Not a lot of people came out his younger sister, Peter's daughter and two of his mom's adopted betas. From that day he promised that he will take revenge but that lot of information he can't tell Stiles. Just like before he can get a word in Stiles starts ranting again "It was a mugger right? I hate those assholes, doing petty thievery. Why can't we just leave in peace??? And look now your hurt but don't worry I will take care of you, i like taking care of people, i take care of my Dad and my friends, i also cook-" Stiles cleans the wound as he keeps talking while Derek looks at him fondly he's never seen someone so good hearted other than his mother, its lightning a candle in dark cave.
After bandaging the wound, Stiles pulls away and realises how close their lips are, the practically breathing on each other faces. He can feel his cheeks heat up as he takes his hands off saying "There! Your hot body will be healed in no time" He curses himself for his choice of words and quickly stutters "I-I didn't mean to say that you're hot. I m..me-an you are hot but i meant to say that your body is hot I MEAN that you... have hot temperature. Not that you're not hot because you're hot damn. I-I-I mean to say.....sorry....i'm just gonna shut up now" and blushes violently. Derek chuckles, he can feel his wolf growling just to take Stiles and mark him. He leans forward face inches apart from Stiles and asks smirking "Is that so?" Stiles can feel his brain literally explode from the closeness. He opens and closes his mouth but no word comes out someone has finally shut him up. He gulps feeling his body heat up and jolts up from the table "I'll make something to eat for us" before quickly scrambling to the kitchen. He shouts "If you want you can turn on the TV" Derek shakes his head smiling as pulls his shirt back on, quickly informing his pack to stay on alert and send the camaro to the address.
He gets up and follows the cinnamon scent plopping himself on the chair, putting his arms on the counter as he just admires Stiles fondly. The boy in question looks at him from the other side with big Bambi eyes bitting his lips feeling shy suddenly. Rolling his sleeves up, he ties a floral apron that was his mom's and decides to make Cajun Chicken Alfredo.
As the pasta boils, they start talking when Derek asks him "Are you a high schooler?" Stiles looks at him offended "Seriously???I'm going to graduate college soon and you're asking if i am a high schooler?" Derek goes mute, shocked because Stiles looked so young for a college student. "Before you ask I AM 20 yrs old, i skipped some grades because i was too intelligent. That was how i met my family Scott and Lydia they were in higher classes with me than but we became best friends really fast when they saved me from some bullies. After that some more friends came along and now we are unbreakable" now that Derek senses have recovered he can smell other Alpha in the loft and on Stiles but its smell is not of claim or mark, but still the wolf can't help but feel jealous. Stiles was oblivious to that continues his rant "They all are already graduated and have their own jobs eventhough i don't understand how Liam has one, the boy's younger than me and he's out of college before me, like when did that happen?" Derek does not say anything because in his mind he is pondering where he had heard these names before. But his inner monologue ends as Stiles exclaims with a grin "Food's ready."
As they enjoy dinner they talk some more, enjoying each other's company. Derek can't keep the grin off his face as Stiles talks animatedly his hands flailing everywhere. At the end of the night when he has to leave because there has been some problems, he doesn't want to.
Derek is at the door with Stiles infront of him as he says with a smile "I hope we can do this again, i really really enjoyed your company Derek" The wolf smiles back he knows that he should not do this because Stiles is so full of life and everybody close to him gets hurt. But Stiles is his mate and he wants to be selfish. He asks "I couldn't agree more, Stiles I know we just met today...in not the best of the circumstances but would you like to go on a date with me?" Stiles looks at him with wide eyes and he feels hurt thinking how can someone so bright like Stiles can even think of him, a man who had been stabbed in an alley. But what the boy asks next makes him feel worse "You want to go out with ME? I am not someone special, just plain old hyperactive Stiles" he mumbles the last part quietly.
Derek just wants to pull him on his lap and kiss every part of Stiles while telling him how special he is. But instead he chooses to say what he feels "Stiles for the past few hours i have known you, I have realised You are more than just special. You are kind, polite, caring, beautiful, the light in your eyes when you speak about your loved one. Words cannot even explain how special you are." He can't help but look at this man fondly as Stiles blushes and bites his lip to stop himself from grining making it turn crimson. Derek wants to kiss him breathless as the boy says "Okay, let's do it"
They make plans and Derek says he will pick him up at 7:00PM tomorrow night. As the wolf gets out he sees Stiles waving at him from his loft's window. He can see the enlarged smile in Stiles lips as he waves back.
The Alpha turns the corner still smiling as he hears Stiles squealing happily in his apartment. He gets in the car waiting for him in the sidewalk. Boyd his Beta states seriously "You're smiling" He looks at Boyd still smiling, definitely creeping out the Beta more as he pulls back confused, and says"I found my mate" Boyd does not reply anything for a moment before a smile morphs in his face, happy that his Alpha finally found his one.
They ride as Derek says "I want your Skating Centre for tomorrow" Boyd looks at him with an eyebrow raised and speaks nonchalantly "You suck at skating" If there was any other Alpha they will not take it lightly when their Beta talks to them this way, taking it as challenge, but Derek does not take advantage of his powers like that, his pack is his family. And yes he does suck at it but when he was at Stiles loft he saw Ice Skating shoes hanging on the walls as the human told him he skates sometimes. "Yes I know" He replies with a roll of eyes but does not give much info because he doesn't want this to reach Erica and Cora. But the amused look in Boyd gives him, makes him realize that this is definitely not staying a secret. He plans to take Stiles dinner afterwards.
On their way Boyd informs him about the issue. They stop outside a warehouse and Derek gets out. He cracks his neck before shifting in his Beta form and pushes the door open. Jackson, Isaac and Malia who are all in their Beta forms bare their necks at him. He glows his eyes Alpha red as they glow back icy blue. Inside there are two men tied to the chairs. They smell human, but the wolfbanes laced on them speaks they are the real monsters.
To Be Continued.....