Sterek At Last?

Caught?

Mr. Stilinsky

Light flickered on and my foot steps scrum bled over to the clock.

"Nine O'clock! Styles never woke me for work..."

You know what? Maybe he overslept.

Climbing up the steps making the potter patter sound got annoying sometimes when your trying to be quiet.

Walking down the hallway to his room I slowly swept the door open with my hand.

"Styles. Why didn't you wake me up?"

I paused in the hall. I had to digest the situation slowly as I saw it.

I took a glance down at the floor and then back up to see my eyes didn't deceive me.

My eyes...they see...styles...riding Derek.