Sterek one-shots

Drapetomania

The overwhelming urge to run away

Derek POV

There was a knock at my door around 11:30p.m. which was strange because it's late.

I opened my door to see Stiles standing there with two duffels bags, red puffy eyes, and tear stains tattooed down his cheeks. I pulled him into a hug "I told my dad. I told him and he kicked me out." He cried into my chest. I kissed his head, I knew what happened. He didn't need to tell me.

I grabbed his bags and shut the door "do you want anything to eat?" I asked. He looked up at me. "No thanks Der." He replied. I sighed "babe, he'll get over it and he'll call you and want you to come back." I said sitting next to him. "I don't want him to call Derek!" He yelled. "I don't want anyone to call! I'm so sick of this fucking town. The only good thing that's come out of it is you. I want to leave and I don't ever want to come back." He cried.

I sighed I knew what he ment. His mom passing away, Scott's more caught up in his love triangle with Isaac and Allison than he is his friendship with the pale boy, he's watched people get killed time and time again, he's been beaten and bruised and now, his dad doesn't even want him.

"I just want to run away and never look back." He said quietly letting a tear roll down his cheek. "Then let's go." I said. He shot his head up. "What?" He asked. "Lets go. We can find a new town, you can graduate there, then we can just...run." I said. "Really?" He asked a smile spreading across his face. "Yes really" I laughed. "B-but..that'd make you am omega, you can't be an omega." Stiles whined. "I'd only be an omega without a pack, you're my pack. You're the only pack I need." I told him. He hugged me "I love you so much Derek." I hugged him back. "I love you too Stiles."

We left the next morning. The loft was pretty much the same. I took my clothes and some books but that was it. I left a note for the pack with the keys to my loft on the counter. Spending the rest of my life with Stiles sounds fantastic.

Scott POV 

I walked into the loft on Friday as did the rest of the pack for our weekly pack meeting. Derek wasn't there but we figured he'd be here soon. A half hour passed and nothing. "guys where is Derek!?" Erika said annoyed. "if we knew we'd tell you." Boyd was irritated. "Better question: where is Stiles?" Lydia asked. I didn't even notice he wasn't here. It wasn't like him to just bail on things, Derek on the other hand disappeared on a regular basis.

I pulled out my phone calling Stiles. It felt like the ringing lasted an eternity. But soon I heard a soft "hello?" and in the background Derek yelled "are you fucking kidding me!?" 

"Stiles, where are you guys?" I asked. "Scott, go to the kitchen. There's a note on the table that explains everything." he sighed. "no Stiles, just tell me." I demanded. "goodbye Scott" the line went dead.

Stiles POV

I was in the car with Derek he was driving. We were on our way to New York. Derek had lived there for a small period of time before and he said he thought I would like it to at least finish off my last two months of school. After that we want to travel. Currently we are debating between Greece or Rome to visit first. Maybe Paris. Paris would be nice. My phone rang shattering my thoughts.

"Derek, it's Scott." I said hoping he would know that I wanted to know what to do. "answer it?" he said slightly annoyed because we were stuck in traffic. "hello?" I answered ignoring Derek complaining at the cars in front of us."Stiles, where are you guys?" Scott asked. Did the pack seriously just skip over the note in the kitchen? They always  go into the kitchen as soon as they get to Derek's. "Scott, go to the kitchen. There's a note on the table that explains everything." I sighed taking a sip of my drink. "no Stiles, just tell me." he demanded. "goodbye Scott" I hung up. I felt guilty for leaving without saying anything to anyone. But I had reason to. Nobody cared anymore, nobody except Derek.

Derek reached his hand over to rest it on my thigh. "it'll be okay Stiles." he told me. "I know."

4 months later

We leave for Greece tomorrow. We decided on Greece. I'm extremely excited, I've never even been outside of Beacon Hills before we left to New York and now I'm going to Greece? It's amazing.

Derek walked into the kitchen yawning. He was wearing just his boxers and his hair was all over the place. "Hey sleepyhead." I said. He kissed my cheek grabbing a cup and pouring himself some coffee. "You excited?" he asked. "Um yes" I said giving him a look "why wouldn't I be?" Derek smiled. "good."

There was a knock on the door. "Der get that so I can finish breakfast." I said. He pushed himself off the counter and headed to the door. "Stiles!" Derek called. I sighed and walked over to the door. 

"Dad?" I choked out. "Stiles." He said angrily.

We let him in and I made him some breakfast. "what the hell were you thinking!?" my dad yelled. "what are you talking about?" I questioned even though I knew. "Stiles" he said getting angrier "why does it matter?" I asked feeling Derek rest his hand on my lower back. "you can't just get up and run away Stiles!" he yelled. "You can't tell me what to do dad. I'm not a little kid anymore and if you've already forgotten you kicked me out!" I snapped back. "I figured you would go to Scott's or something not fucking New York!" He yelled back. "That sucks." I said sarcastically getting a glare from my father. "Dad, you told me I was a disgrace, that you hated me because I like guys. Who does that? What kind of parent just calls their kid a faggot and is perfectly okay? You didn't even seem sorry. You yelled at me because I didn't pack fast enough, you told me you wished I was never born. I hate you and if you came here to apologize I won't except it because you are an asshole and I have absolutely no reason to except it." I said coldly. "Now. Get. Out." I snapped. "you're just a pathetic as you were the night I kicked your lousy ass out of my house." My dad said. Before I had time to retaliate Derek punched my dad in the face "Get the fuck out of my house you piece of shit!" he screamed. My dad got up giving both of us a dirty look before leaving.

We made it to Greece the next night. It was really late by the time we arrived so we just checked into our hotel and crashed. "Derek." I said getting his attention. "Yeah babe?" he asked concern wrapping round each word. "I just-thanks." I said. "For what?" he asked. "running away with me." I said. "I'll run with you forever Stiles." He kissed me. "I love you Derek." I mumbled against his lips. He pecked my lips again "I love you too, Stiles."