Sterek and Scisaac

Soulmates No. 1 Scisaac

A/N: So this is the other side I suppose? Of the Sterek soulmate AU, except this time it's how Scott and Isaac meet. I had fun writing this, but got super confused as to whose words were on the others wrist. At least it now makes sense. Enjoy! 

Minor swearing. Not as much as last chapter. Potty mouth Derek and Stiles -_-

It's a normal day and I have the evening shift at Erica's new cafe like usual. Stiles texted me last night that the moody doctor I spoke to the same evening is actually his soulmate. Good for him, but it's not like I'm jealous that he's already found his soul mate, but now I'm the only single person in our group. I mean seriously, Lydia and Jackson are freaking married, Erica and Boyd are in a serious relationship, Allison has... I have no idea because she dumped me and disappeared off the face of the earth, and now Stiles is with Dr Sexy(MD).

Definitely not jealous.

"Aww," Erica coos as she watches me make a latte with a scowl on my face. "Little jealous that your best friend is happily in a new relationship."

"Shut up," I grumble. "He and Dr Sexy are stopping by tonight, and for another thing the goddamn apartment is making weird noises, like scratching and hissing."

"I see," she says. "It's a mixture of loss of sleep and your best friend meeting his Soulmate."

"It's just that he's so 'whatever' about the whole Soulmate thing," I grumble. "And he gets his first."

"Okay, okay," Erica says, rubbing my back. "Calm down Scott. Yours will come soon, I know it."

I sigh in complete annoyance as Erica goes to take an order while I look down at my wrist. I know it's three am, but I can't find my cat.

So, whoever it is, and whenever it happens, is a seriously odd situation. Stiles and I have bets on how we're going to get into the situation and which one will be the weirdest, because the words on his wrist says: 'It looks like you're trying to break into a shitty Jeep.'

It's funny because his Jeep really is shitty and Stiles is in complete denial. Still is no doubt.

Damnit, when is my soulmate going to show up? Will he walk into the café any second? Or am I going to meet him on the street. WHEN WILL HE SHOW UP?!

"Alright, alright," Erica says walking over to me. "You. Are having the evening and day tomorrow off. I can't have a seething barrista working, it'll darken the mood. Go. Find something to cheer yourself up with, I don't care what it is just do something."

I sigh and walk into the back of the building, grabbing my clothes and throwing them on before walking out and heading to my car.

It's almost eight at night, so I've managed to get through an hour of my shift before getting kicked out by Erica because of my pissy attitude.

Maybe I do need a break. Just calm down and get over the fact that Stiles has found his Soulmate.

When I get home I practically stumble up the stairs. I fumble with my keys nearly dropping them in the process.

I finally get into my apartment and I immediately collapse onto the couch. This is the worst day. I know I'm being really pissy and it's totally uncalled for.

I get really tired for some reason, and my eyelids shut, falling into a dreamless sleep.

I'm jolted awake by a really loud banging. I sit up immediately, squinting at the brightness of my phone to see the time. It's three in the morning.

Honestly...

I stumble to my feet and drowsily walk to the door, opening it to see the most gorgeous guy I've ever laid my eyes on.

"I know it's three am, but I can't find my cat."

I stare at him for a good second, not registering what he just said. "I'm sorry, what? I keep getting lost in your eyes. Oh, shit, did I say that outloud?"

He smiles, laughing. "Yeah, you did, soulmate."

I freeze for a second. "Oh." Then it clicks. "Oh." He said it! "YOU SAID THE THING!"

He laughs again, and I drag him inside. "So did you," he says as I close the door.

"So, is your cat missing?"

"Uh... No," he says. "I don't own a cat. I just kind of saw you in the hall and thought you were super cute..."

"So you thought that knocking on my door at three am about a cat that doesn't exist was the best way to get my attention?"

"Well it did, didn't it?"

I roll my eyes and smile. "Touche."

That Friday... Derek and Isaac Are At Work.

"A cat?" Derek asks.

I smile. "It's the perfect Christmas present!"

"Isaac," Derek leans forward. "Christmas is four months away. Idiot."

"I'm just thinking ahead!"

"Honestly, thinking ahead should be how you're going to propose, not what he wants for Christmas!"

"You're already proposing?!"

"Well, no, it's just I know how I'm gonna do it."

"Oh yeah? How?"

"Well... I mean... I'm gonna put a banner on his shitty jeep. It will say: 'We met over this shitty Jeep, and it is shitty, Stiles. So, let's make a deal. Marry me and I'll let you keep this shitty Jeep.'

"You really want to make a point that his Jeep is shitty," I comment with a laugh.

His phone beeps. "Speaking of Stiles. He's texting me about one of his student grabbed his ass, leaving two purple hand prints on each cheek." Then we both start laughing. "I want a picture of that."

"It sounds awesome," I say.

"He said that Scott has been in a better mood, according to his friend Erica."

"Yeah," I drawl out, leaning back in the chair. "He was upset about the fact that you and Stiles found each other, he was lonely, sleep deprived and jealous. But now that I'm around, not to sound obnoxious, he's in a better mood."

"Wow," Derek says with a smirk. "Never realised how much Scott was waiting for his soulmate."

"You met him once."

He laughs, standing up as he looks at his phone. "Stiles just said that if I want to see the hand prints I've gotta go see him. What a sneaky thing, well, gotta go and see his bubble butt with handprints on them."

"So you like Stiles' ass?"

"When you see it, you'll agree that it is great."

"Bet you haven't seen his bare," I comment quietly.

"WAIT!" Derek yells, looking at me. Craap he heard me. "You've seen Scott's bare ass?"

"Doesn't matter! GO SEE YOUR BOYFRIEND'S BUBBLE BUTT!"