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Deflection of Reliance

Summary:

It's been a while since anything really happened in town.

Now that the supernatural threat has been gone and things are back to normal, things can be just as they were. As the trouble went away it left a few people looking for comfort and Stiles finds his comfort in somebody he never thought he would, but things crash and deflection rises.

One door closes and another one opens.

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(See the end of the work for notes.)

Chapter 1: Golden Days

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Derek groaned against the sheets.The faint breath next to him was relaxed and soothing. With his head buried to the pillow and half of his naked body covered by blue wool sheets and an arm around Stiles’ waist, he slept. The rain had settled in and most of the night was quiet. Lucky for the both them that Sheriff Stilinski wouldn’t be coming home for the next few hours. So, Derek decided to stay the night.

 

Scott yawned and looked over at the clock next to his bed. 5:23 A.M. His alarm sounded through his room.A familiar rock song sounded louder and louder, until he slapped his alarm off the stand. The wretched thing flew to the wall and shattered. “Damnit, not again” It wasn’t the first time this happened. He took out his phone and texted Allison

 

Scott: Want me to pick you up?

 

He waited for Allison’s reply.

 

On another side of town. Allison moved out of bed and stretched her arms over her black messy hair. She checked her phone. A small notification was on it and she clicked.

 

Scott: Want me to pick you up?

 

Allison: Yeah, at 6:30 we can stop somewhere for coffee

 

The doors to the school didn’t open until 7:20 A.M. So they had enough time to chat and what not.

 

Isaac stared out the floor to ceiling windows with a mug of coffee in his hand. He heard the sheets shift slightly and a small moan come from them. “Do I have to go to school today?” Danny complained. Isaac jumped from where he stood remembering that Danny was present. “Yes” He responded. He set down his mug of coffee and looked at Danny. His eyes widened once he took his eyes off Danny and finally took a long look at the bed.

 

It was Derek’s bed. SHIT.

 

Lydia felt a warm hand over her cheek. Her eyes fluttered open. Jackson stood before her with a backpack on his back and dressed for school. “I can’t stay at your house all day” She admitted. Jackson chuckled and looked at himself in the mirror then back at Lydia, “Yes you can, I gave you the key for a reason” He came back to the bed and kissed her lightly on the head before leaving for the day.

 

Mornings were spent differently for each one of these people. Some never laid in bed with anybody, others with the same person more than twice. For someone this was the first morning they’ woke up next to someone.

 

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Scott waited outside in the car. He saw bodies moving around. Allison’s mother looked out the window from upstairs and kept her eyes locked on Scott until Allison was in the car.  He gave her a small kiss and started driving.

 

“Where do you wanna get coffee?” Scott asked. Alisson paused texting and responded. “Starbucks” Of course.

 

They sat at a small round table in the corner of the Cafe’. Scott ordered an original donut and hot coffee, Allison ordered Frappucino and Cheesecake.

 

“Eating sweets in the morning?” Scott asked with a worried tone.

 

“Problem?”

 

“No” He continued to drink his coffee.

 

The hot vapor and water surrounded Stiles in the shower. He laughed as he saw Derek groan and move into the shower with his hair messed around. They were both dirty from last night, not with just sweat from the warm sheets.

 

“Could’ve waited till I left the shower” Stiles wasn’t complaining about being in the shower with the bigger man. “It’s funner with you in it” Derek moved towards Stiles and kissed him passionately. The hot water ran between them both

Stiles was slightly late to school because Derek had sneaked into the shower that morning.

 

Danny moved around the large apartment looking for his clothes. Isaac was sitting on large table near the window drinking another cup of coffee and munching on toast. “So who’s place did say this was?” Danny asked tugging on his dark jeans.

Isaac admired the view for a while and smiled. “My roommate, Derek and his sister Cora” He took another sip of his coffee.

“Where do you sleep?” Danny crossed his arms across his chest. He knew that wasn’t Isaac’s bed. He stopped chewing and drinking and pointed up the stairs. “So we had sex on your roommate's bed?” Danny laughed and slipped on his shirt. “Yup, Sorry” Isaac apologized

 

“It’s fine” Danny wasn’t worried about it. On the other hand Isaac was worried that once Derek got here he would be able to smell Danny’s scent on the sheets and mattress, the guy carried a pretty distinct scent around.

 

Jackson opened his locker and stuffed books inside. He was a bit earlier than usual which surprised him. The locker next to him was opened. “So you're going to Lydia’s party right?” Stiles asked, taking things out of his locker.

“The party is at my house, No shit i'm going” Stiles forgot thats where the party was being held. He sighed and walked towards his first class.

When Stiles sat down and placed his things down. On his desk was a note. He opened it up and read it.

 

I know about you and Derek, If you don’t tell your friends I will.  :)

 

Love, Cora XOXO.

 

Stiles was happy she was alive. He was mad that Derek told her about their current relationship.

Now he wondered how she managed to leave the note on his desk without being spotted.

 

Scott laughed silently as he watched Mr. Harris take the note from Stiles’ hand and crumble it up. “Detention”

“Oh come on-” Mr. Harris' rough voice interrupted him.

“Detention, that’s final” Scott couldn’t help but hold in his laughter. “McCall, Detention for you too” Mr. Harris pointed out.




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It was free period, for Stiles at least. He sat in the library typing up his essay. Isaac sat across for him reading a book. Stiles’ phone vibrated.

 

Derek: What r you doing right now? Stiles paused typing and took a long look at text wondering what Derek wanted right now. “Derek?” Isaac questioned.

“Yeah” Stiles started to reply to text.

 

Stiles: free period why?

 

Derek: Lunch? Stiles thought about it for a second

 

Stiles: aren’t you still working your shift at the station?

 

Derek: Lunch break

 

Just like that Stiles packed his laptop into his bag. “Wanna come?” Stiles wondered if Isaac could tag along. “Where are you guys going? I’m not going to be third wheel” Isaac complained and looked up from his book.

“You're not going to be third wheel” Stiles punched him on the shoulder playfully.

 

As they walked out of the library Isaac could feel Danny’s heavy brown eyes on him. He looked back once and saw the man staring at him with a smirk across his face.

He took his eyes off Danny and continued to walk out of the library.The jeep moved quickly. Stiles arranged to meet with Derek at a Deli downtown, not too far from the school. “How much time do we have before we have to go back?” Stiles asked. Isaac checked his phone, there was text but he didn’t bother to check only looking at time. “40 Minutes” He replied in a rough voice.

Jackson was also on a free period. He looked up from the sheets of paper in front of him and saw Danny staring at Isaac as he left. Danny looked back at his tablet in front of him with reddening cheeks and lust in his eyes. Jackson knew what that meant.

 

“Did you get laid?” Jackson asked with a puzzled face. Danny was drinking from a water bottle and almost spit out all the water when he heard the question. “Uhm...” He coughed shifting nervously in his seat and kept his eyes on the tablet,Jackson’s eyes widened.

 

“Oh my god, you did didn’t you?” Jackson knew it already but he just wanted to make sure. “Is it serious?” Jackson asked in a worrisome tone. It actually mattered to Jackson who was making his best friend get butterflies and blush.

 

“I don’t know” Danny looked anxious as he responded. Jackson smiled widely. “You're creeping me out” Danny admitted.

 

“I just wanna know” Oh god. The more time he spent with Lydia the more his feminine side showed, Lydia said that was a good thing. Jackson wasn’t going to ask who it was because he already knew, He could smell Isaac’s scent all over Danny.

 

Scott tried to focus on his test. A feeling tugged on his gut. The teacher in front of him was already correcting other tests.

His eyes shifted to the window and he watched Stiles and Isaac leave in the jeep. Damn I wish I could go. He had an idea of where they were going but not entirely. Probably to meet with Derek, he thought to himself.

 

“Focus on your test, Please Scott” The woman in front of him spoke.  He shifted his attention back to the test.

 

Stiles put the car in park. Isaac was napping in the passenger seat. “We’re here” Stiles saw Derek waiting for them from the Deli window. Isaac shifted in his seat, he was usually never this tired mostly because he slept early most nights. Due to Danny’s presence last night he slept late, but he didn’t mind. He was fond of the memories of the night before.

Isaac took the seat next to Derek and Stiles sat across from them.

 

Stiles laughed as he saw Derek in the brown cop uniform. “They let you do field work today?” Stiles asked. Derek had just started his job at the station that Stiles’ father had arranged for him. He remembered the day the job was offered to him, Sheriff’s Stilinski words come up in his mind now and again.

 

I’ll let you stay in town in one condition. You come work for me at the station, but if you leave the job you have to leave town.

 

He basically jumped at the offer and accepted. “No, just staying at the front desk” Derek was most likely the most physically built cop in town,but not mentally. Even Stiles knew that.

 

Derek looked over at Isaac. He could smell something else on him but he couldn’t tell what it was. The scent on him was strong but he didn’t recognize it. Isaac chewed on his sandwich happily with a smile on his face.

 

Today he didn’t mind being third wheel, Derek and Stiles were paying for all the food he ate anyway.

 

  

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Jackson lived fairly close to Stiles. Only two or three streets away.

 

Stiles checked himself in the mirror one more time. Scott laughed at him and slipped on his shoes. He had come over to Stiles’ house to get prepped for the party. Everybody knew how this night would end, people sleeping in the backyard, cars trashed, and all you can think of. That didn’t matter to them the party was worth it.

 

“We walking?” Scott asked Stiles. “Yeah, he lives close” Stiles left the bathroom and walked down the stairs with Scott behind him. His dad stopped him on the way out. “Don’t get into trouble, Stiles” The threat was small but Stiles knew it was there.

 

They walked over to Jackson’s house.

 

Lydia was serving drinks to their guest. Jackson was already at the pool jumping in with multiple people. She stopped serving drinks once the gray serve tray was empty. She set it down next to the fountain of wine.

 

People were practically everywhere. Some on the pool and other dancing to the loud beat that boomed around the open area. Lydia slid off her shirt and jeans, underneath these clothes was a bikini. It was black and gray matching the moon. Jackson rose from the pool and smiled at her with his hands resting on the edge of the pool. She ran towards him and jumped over him, Diving into the pool Jackson watched and swam after her.

 

Scott and Isaac set into the beat. It took more than six drinks to get drunk, due to their werewolf metabolism. They’ve been here for about an hour and he already had ten to thirteen drinks, he lost count.

 

On the other hand Stiles was smashed. Surprisingly girls surrounded him and rubbed against him over and over. Stiles’ phone rang, he pushed himself away from the crowd to answer the call.

 

Derek stretched his arms and clicked around the screen. He was out on the front desk again watching over the cells and answer the phone. He could hear the Sheriff shifting around in his seat. He started talking.

 

Who is he gonna talk to? Derek wondered. Then he heard from the phone Stiles’ faint voice. He could hear the sheriff fine but the other line was faint.

He hung up the phone and walked out of his office closing the door behind him. “I’m gonna turn in for the night” As he walked his fingers tapped on the stone counter. He stopped walking and looked at Derek.

 

“Blake is staying, He’s in the mail room” He tapped the counter once more and left.

 

Blake was another cop that worked at the station. Mainly worked in the living room. He was new here also him and Derek got along well, well enough to talk.

 

The phone in front of Derek rang.

He rubbed his eyes once more and picked it up. “Beacon Hills, Police station can I help you?”

 

“I live next to the Whittemore house, I have kids in my house and the high schoolers are loud”

 

“I’ll have someone there in a few minutes, Ma’m”

 

“I’m a man” Derek’s eyes widened and he hung up the phone. He laughed harder then he should of. “Do you wanna go?” Derek shouted.

Blake came out of the mail room with a mug of coffee in his hand. “Nah, you go” Derek got all excited and took the keys from Blake’s hands.

 

This was the first time Derek was allowed to go out and do field work. Sadly he knew mostly everyone at this party. He hoped he wouldn’t have to punish Jackson for causing trouble. He hated punishing pack.

 

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He tried knocking on the front door. When nobody came to answer him he walked to the back.

 

Trying to shout was pointless. Walking over to where Jackson stood he saw Stiles. He felt bad for the kid mostly because of his human stomach he could barely handle more than three drinks.

 

Jackson payed no attention to Derek. He stood right next to him and Jackson stood there talking to someone with a beer in his hand. He felt a hand grip his wrist, a cold chill ran up and down Jackson’s spine. He looked to his side.

 

Derek’s eyes were red and he pulled Jackson in and whispered in his ear. “You turn this music down or you know what’s going to happen, when this is over” He felt Derek’s grip become tighter as he spoke.

 

He flinched his hand off the alpha’s grip and walked towards the large stereo inside the house. Derek watched him the entire time. He turned the music down enough not to bother the neighbors.

 

Derek looked away and around the crowd. He turned and Stiles was in front of him. His hair was messy and his breath smelt like beer and wine. Derek looked around. He grabbed Stiles and walked him into the house.

 

He looked dizzy. Stiles stood in front of Derek rubbing the soft brown texture of his shirt. “Hmmm” Stiles moaned and bit his lip. Jesus christ, I never realized how sexy Derek looks in a cop outfit.

 

He groped Derek’s ass in the tight black pants. Derek jumped at the touch and fell into the moment. He kissed Stiles making tongue shift in Stiles’ mouth.

 

He moaned into the kiss and took his hands off Derek’s bottom.

 

“There’s a bedroom, upstairs”

 

“Stiles your drunk”

 

“Does that make it worse” Derek thought about it for a second.

 

“Nope” Stiles grabbed his hand carried him up the stairs.

 

Derek opened the bedroom door, He saw that It was Jackson’s room. They stood in front of the bed and kissed. “Oh god please, Take this off” Stiles tugged up on Derek’s shirt. With his command he unbuttoned the brown shirt for Stiles.

 

He watched Derek unbutton the shirt and throw on the ground. He tugged off his shirt and chugged it at the desk near the bed, making the light that was there fall on the floor and break. They didn’t care.

 

They sat on the leather chair, Stiles on top Derek grabbing at his belt.

 

Then it happened.

 

Derek heard a small voice from the bed and looked over. Scott and Allison sat on it. Scott with his mouth hung open and Allison the same. Stiles was nibbling and biting at his neck. He grabbed Stiles’ shoulder and pushed him off.

“What?, Why did you make me stop?”

 

“Stiles” He didn’t look at him. Derek and Scott stared at each other.

Stiles looked over at the bed breathing heavy with all his blood rushing to his pants he could barely think.


“Shit” Stiles was pissed.