Sterek one-shots

I Don't Like Derek Hale

Scott POV
"Hey, are you coming to the meeting tonight." Stiles asked while we were at his locker.

"I don't have much of a choice." I laughed. "Why?"

"I don't know. Just wondering."

"Do you want me to take you?" I laughed.

"Sure." He shrugged trying to pretend it didn't matter.

"I'm leaving right after practice."

He nodded and walked off.

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"Scott!" I heard behind me. "Wait!" He yelled limping.

"I still don't get how you hurt yourself." I laughed stopping.

"You do know me, right?" He laughed.

"You want some help?"

"Nah, I'm good." He said climbing into the passenger side of my mom's car. "I miss my Jeep."

"How much longer till it's fixed?"

He shrugged. "Hopefully not too long."

He started messing with the radio as I drove toward Derek's loft.

"I have a question.." I started. "And don't get mad."

"Okay?" He said dropping his hand and looking at me.

"Do you like Derek?"

"He's okay." Stiles responded.

"I mean like...do you like him?"

"Are you crazy?" He asked. "Why would I like Derek?"

"Why wouldn't you?"

"Why would I like someone who threatens me, pushes me into walls, and growls at my prescence?"

"Because you're weird." I laughed.

"I don't like Derek Hale." He said looking out the window.

"If you say so..."

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We got to Derek's just about the same time as everyone else. Stiles left my side to stand by Derek in the kitchen.

"You okay?" I heard Derek ask.

"Yeah."

"You're limping?" Stiles rolled his eyes.

"I hurt my ankle at practice. I'm fine."

"Well sit down and ice it or something." Derek said pushing Stiles into the counter lightly.

I smirked seeing Stiles' face turn pink as he stared up at Derek.

"Sti." I called.

He jerked his head to look at me."Yeah?"

"You sure you don't?" I teased.

"Positive." He said looking back at Derek who was now pulling an ice pack from the freezer.

"Sit down." Derek demanded. Stiles rolled his eyes jumping onto the counter. Derek handed him the ice pack with a small towel.

"Can we start this stupid meeting?" Stiles groaned as the rest of the pack came into the kitchen.

Derek pushed Stiles' leg onto the counter making the other groan. "Ice it."

I laughed with Isaac at the two. Neither will admit the feelings that they have for each other even though it's extremely obvious.

Derek stood infront of Stiles throughout the entire meeting pulling the pain from his ankle. Stiles sighed and rested his read against Derek's back about halfway through

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Stiles POV

"Sti, you ready?" Scott asked at the end of the meeting.

I pushed Derek's hand off of my leg and nodded toward Scott.

"Don't hurt yourself." Derek said softly helping me off the counter.

"I think I'll be good." I yawned.

"You're not driving are you?"

"No. Scott is." I said watching Scott pull on his jacket.

"Good." He laughed. "You want me to help you down stairs?"

"You don't have to..." I said hoping he would help me anyway.

"I know. Come on." He wrapped his arm around my waist and helped me to the elevator.

"Scott!" I yelled.

"I'll meet you down there. Give me a minute." He called back.

I sighed leaning into Derek as the elevator dropped us to the first floor.

"Are you going to the doctors for your ankle?"

I nodded. "My dad's gonna take me in the morning. I don't think it's broken or anything though."

"I hope not. I'm not always here to take away your pain." He said helping me to the car.

"I'm shocked you did today." I said leaning against Scott's car.

"I wanted to make it better."

"Thanks." I said softly. "You helped a lot."

He nodded looking down. I reached up to fix the collar of his jacket seeing him look up and smile at me.

"Why do you always wear this thing?" I asked leaving my arms on his shoulders.

"I was a Hale thing." He smiled pulling me closer as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "When our wolves finally started showing..my dad would buy us all jackets. Peter did it for his kids. My grandparents did it for my parents.  It's just...always been a thing."

"I thought your dad was human?"

"He was, he got his jacket from my grandpa after my parents got married and he became a Hale." He said.

"So, Hale comes from your mom? That's cool." I said smiling.

"Yeah." He said softly resting his forehead against mine.

"You look good in it." I said seeing him smile.

"Thanks."

We stood there in silence wrapped together. He leaned it closer. I could feel his breath on my lips. I closed my eyes pushing forward to connect our lips. I smiled against his lips feeling him smile. Neither of us pulled away.

He kissed me again before we heard someone clear their throat.

"I'll come see you tomorrow." Derek whispered kissing me one last time before helping me into the car.

"Night." I said before he closed the door.

"Goodnight, Stiles."

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The ride to my house was silent. Scott had this stupid grin on his face the entire time and I knew what was coming.

"So, you don't like him?" He asked as he pulled into my driveway.

"No, I don't like Derek Hale." I smirked getting out.

It's not the best sorry. It would've been up sooner but I've had a horrible migraine all day  and i feel like i was hit by a truck and I honestly think my body is turning against me.

Anyways, I'll be finishing up the requests I got and getting them up as soon as I can for those who asked.