Sterek. pack mom.

The feels

Stiles p.o.v

When I awoke in a heat that was so unbearable, I struggled to move. I suddenly felt what I hadn't felt while I woke- arms. Masculine arms that belonged to Derek Hale, who turned me into one of his kind- a cursed wolf. We both thought it was a "gift" to be one, with the advantages of healing, supernatural powers, etc. "Derek, wake up." I whispered into his ear. He turns and growls at me, "What." His voice sounds annoyed from the disturbance I caused. "Let go of me; it's hot. Your body temperature is so freaking' hot, hell's pits are cooler." I snapped. "O-okay...Hey Stiles? I have to tell you why I turned you, as promised." Derek sounded upset with himself, probably from the lack of resistance. "Later. Right now, we need to find a way to let the pack know what you have done, and let them know them have a new member. " I spoke quickly as I walked downstairs to make breakfast for Derek and I.

As I was finishing making breakfast, I heard Derek come down the stairs. He looked like a fucking stud- the hot body, the stubble, the leather jacket, and being a werewolf was just a bonus. He looked absolutely amazing, me, n Stiles Stalinist, thinks Derek Hale looks hot. I knew I liked boys since that time in school when I held Derek for two hours while Jackson was the supernatural disturbance. "Hey Derek. I made us food- I hope you don't mind." I tried sounding cool about it. "Its cool. I was going to suggest we go eat and talk, but we can talk in private now." He finishes as I try to calm myself.

[20 min later Derek's p.o.v].

"Stiles, as you know, you are now one of my pups. And as I promised, I must tell you why I turned you." I paused."..I couldn't take it any more, Stiles, I had to turn you. I'm sorry. I just felt it was needed."My voice cracked as I noticed Stiles was staring in awe."Its okay Derek, I just want to know why, to be honest. And I promise I won't get mad." He reassured me."Okay.. The reason I gave you.. The bite is.. Because I like you, Stiles."Stiles p.o.v

When I awoke in a heat that was so unbearable, I struggled to move. I suddenly felt what I hadn't felt while I woke- arms. Masculine arms that belonged to Derek Hale, who turned me into one of his kind- a cursed wolf. We both thought it was a "gift" to be one, with the advantages of healing, supernatural powers, etc. "Derek, wake up." I whispered into his ear. He turns and growls at me, "What." His voice sounds annoyed from the disturbance I caused. "Let go of me; it's hot. Your body temperature is so freaking' hot, hell's pits are cooler." I snapped. "O-okay...Hey Stiles? I have to tell you why I turned you, as promised." Derek sounded upset with himself, probably from the lack of resistance. "Later. Right now, we need to find a way to let the pack know what you have done, and let them know them have a new member. " I spoke quickly as I walked downstairs to make breakfast for Derek and I.

As I was finishing making breakfast, I heard Derek come down the stairs. He looked like a fucking stud- the hot body, the stubble, the leather jacket, and being a werewolf was just a bonus. He looked absolutely amazing, me, n Stiles Stalinist, thinks Derek Hale looks hot. I knew I liked boys since that time in school when I held Derek for two hours while Jackson was the supernatural disturbance. "Hey Derek. I made us food- I hope you don't mind." I tried sounding cool about it. "Its cool. I was going to suggest we go eat and talk, but we can talk in private now." He finishes as I try to calm myself.

[20 min later Derek's p.o.v].

"Stiles, as you know, you are now one of my pups. And as I promised, I must tell you why I turned you." I paused."..I couldn't take it any more, Stiles, I had to turn you. I'm sorry. I just felt it was needed."My voice cracked as I noticed Stiles was staring in awe."Its okay Derek, I just want to know why, to be honest. And I promise I won't get mad." He reassured me."Okay.. The reason I gave you.. The bite is.. Because I like you, Stiles."