Stilee was scared. He had another nightmare, but woke up as an fox. A little orange fox. And he didn't know what to do. He didn't know how to turn back. Was this even real? It probably was, with all the supernatural drama lately, he didn't found anything weird anymore. His best friend was a werewolf. The girl he had a crush on knew when someone was going to die. His dad's best deputie steals dead supernatural bodies and brings then to the old magical tree.
So he just ran trough the woods. He ran to the old hale house. He looked at the old, burned down house. He walked inside and found a room that wasn't burned. It smelled like Derek. He knew this was Derek's old room. It calmed him down.
Even though Derek left with Braedon, he whished he would come back. He missed the sarcastic things they said to each other. He missed the sour face. He missed his grumpy alpha.
Stiles was missing for days. The sherrif looked everywhere. But never found his son. He was so scared, he called Derek. Derek came back as fast as he could. And he looked for Stiles. He found a fox instead. A beautiful sleeping fox in his old bed. With Stiles' scent. He picked up the little fox and went to the Stilinski house. And he promised Stiles, he would never leave again.
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Sterek One Shots
FanfictionI wrote the first stories when I was really young, and just learned English, so they're bad! Just some random one shots about Stiles and Derek :) Warning: I wrote this a long time ago, so the first one shots are really bad. Warning! Some one shots h...
