Sterek one shots[BoyxBoy]

Just to clarify this isn't my book. This is going to be a collection of one shots that I find online. This stories are 100% not mine, I do not own them. All credit will go to the owners.

So this one shot is called Eyes Burning Like Fire by Bontaque.

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Stiles wont stop looking at him, so Derek does something about it.

 Having another pack encroaching on his territory as the full moon approached was the least of Derek's troubles. Another Alpha? He could handle that. What he couldn't handle was the fact that Stiles always ended up where he told him not to be and he'd told him to stay out of the woods for a few days. The likelihood that he'd find some reason to end up there was high, which was why Derek was making his way over to his house. It wasn't that Stiles got in the way, he was definitely useful, but having two newly turned werewolves to take care of was hard enough. Stiles was a distraction. Derek needed to be able to focus when he was fighting without Stiles' scent drifting into his mind and making him unsteady.

Derek jumped through Stiles' open window and had to bite back a groan. Stiles was facing away from him, fiddling with something on his dresser. Why was he topless? The line of his back curved down deliciously and his jeans were low, too low. He would have bet that he wasn't wearing underwear.

He could smell the moisture in the air along with the strong, fruity smell of body wash. Stiles had just showered and he'd probably pulled on his jeans to make it back to his room. Derek cleared his throat and Stiles jumped and span around.

“Jesus, Derek! I thought you were one of those enemy wolves or something,” he said.

Derek swallowed. He couldn't look at Stiles like this. His hips... the kid might as well have been naked.

“You know, when people shower at night, they don't usually get dressed after,” he said. “Going somewhere?”

“Uh... Well it's not the full moon tonight and you never told me to stay in completely,” Stiles said.

Derek knew that Stiles always found a way to end up where he shouldn't be. The best way to keep him away from the woods would to stop him going out completely.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“I was going to see Scott...” Stiles replied.

“Call him. I need you to stay in,” Derek said, realising a little too late that he'd said need, that he needed him to stay, that he didn't just tell him not to go.

“What? Why?”

“The pack is closer. I don't know if it'll be safe out there tonight.”

“Right, I get it. I get it, stay out of the way, Stiles.”

Derek didn't have to explain, he couldn't.

“Just stay put.”

“Fine.”