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Forgiveness - Sequel - Chapter 4

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Stiles didn't utter a word the whole way back to Derek's loft. He just sat there in shock at how Derek had begun to cry. When they reached his loft Derek placed Stiles down on his bed and turned to the bag of Stiles' clothes that hadn't been moved since the last time Stiles was in the loft. Derek dug through the bag and pulled out a pair of clothes. Without facing Stiles, Derek handed the clothes to him.

“Go through there and wash off. I will be out here waiting.” Derek ordered as he pointed to a side room.

Stiles stared at Derek as he looked away from him. Part of Stiles felt hurt as his mate wouldn't look at him. He slowly stood letting Derek's jacket fall to the bed.

He then turned away and sighed “Ok. I will be back in a minute.”

Walking into the side room he saw a simple shower, a sink, a toilet, and then a shelf stacked with towels. Stiles slowly dropped his clothes outside the shower and got in. Flipping the knobs he felt the wonderful feeling of warm water running over his body. He quickly washed the blood off and rinsed out his hair. He then turned the water off and grabbed a towel. He dried himself off within a minute and pulled his clothes on. He sighed in relief as he felt his clothes on his skin. Stiles walked back into the loft as he rubbed his head with the towel. Putting the towel down on Derek's bed he saw his mate sitting across the room on the couch.

A smile spreading across his face he called “Thanks for letting me use your shower. It felt really...”

Stiles trailed of as he got closer to Derek. Quiet sobs came from him as he covered his face with his hands. Getting down on one knee Stiles tried to look at his face. Gently grabbing Derek's wrists he pulled them away from his face. Despite how strong his mate usually was he was crying as if he was a hurt little kid.

Stiles quickly placed his hands on his cheeks and pleaded “Derek look at me. Please don't cry. I'm fine, see.”

Derek looked up from crying and wrapped his arms around Stiles.

Falling to his knees with Stiles he sobbed “I couldn't do anything. You turned into that monster and I just watched you suffer. I'm so sorry. I-I-I thought you were gone for good.”

Stiles wrapped his arms around Derek and rubbed his back gently. Derek's breathing started to come as if it were being rushed.

“Calm down. It's ok. I'm right here. Listen to my heart beat. Hear that. I'm alive and right here. In your arms.” Stiles soothed as he rubbed Derek's back and held the back of his head.

Derek slowly listened to the steady beat of Stiles' heart. His breathing beginning to slow. He stopped crying soon after but kept his head tucked in Stiles shoulder.

“I looked for you. I did. I did for a month.” Derek breathed.

Pulling Derek back he stared at his mate’s face. Large dark circles surrounded his eyes and his eyes looked dry.

Stiles rubbed Derek's cheek and asked “How much have you slept? Have you been crying this whole time?”

Derek didn't answer but Stiles knew by the way he looked he might have only gotten 30 hours of sleep total in all the time he had been gone and he had been crying to the point he was almost dehydrated.
It was nearly dark now so Stiles took Derek's hand and stood up.

“Come on. You need to sleep.” Stiles commented as he pulled Derek to his feet.

As they got to the bed Stiles took his T-shirt off and crawled under the covers. Derek closely followed. He was already in what looked to be sleeping clothes so he just got on in bed. He slid over to Stiles and wrapped his arms around Stiles’ stomach. Placing his head on Stiles' chest he listened to his heart beat. Stiles gently pulled his hands up behind his head as Derek slowed his breathing.

“Stiles-” Derek started to say but was cut off as Stiles reached down and rubbed his head and sighed “Shhh. It's ok Derek. I'm not going anywhere. I'm safe and in your arms. Just close your eyes and sleep.”

Without another word Derek closed his eyes and drifted into a deep slumber.

“I'm sorry I cause you to worry so much Derek. I love you and always will. It's just when it comes to your safety. I would die in your place...” Stiles whispered as he stared down at the sleeping Derek.

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Derek woke and reached out to grab Stiles to cuddle up with him. When he didn't grab anything he sat up in a panic.

Looking around the dim lit room he yelled “Stiles?!”

Movement caught his eyes as a voice came from the desk “Calm down. Calm down. It's ok I'm right here. I didn't go anywhere.”

Looking over to the desk Derek saw Stiles standing with his hands held out in a manner that said to chill out.

“I was just worried something happened to you. I mean you weren-” Derek started but was cut short as Stiles came over and explained “Derek I was not going to leave before you woke up. I wasn't planning on leaving anyway.” Stiles sat down on the edge of the bed and asked “Anyway. How are you feeling? Any better?”

Derek slid over to Stiles and rested his chin on his shoulder.

He then groaned “Yeah. I'm feeling much better. Sorry about that quick freak out there.”

Stiles rested his head on Derek's head and commented “That's good. You've been asleep for about 25 hours now.”

Derek sat up off Stiles' shoulder and looked at his face.

“You've been awake this whole time?” he breathed as he noticed the faint dark circles under Stiles' eyes.

Stiles stood and stretched his arms above his head. Walking over to the desk he took a slug of an open water bottle. As he put it back down he turned and faced Derek with a warm smile on his face.

Scratching the back of his head Stiles answered “Well. Yeah. Once you fell asleep I just couldn't go to sleep. I wanted to make sure you slept okay so I stayed awake. After about an hour and a half I slipped out of bed and had sometime to myself. And then I've been awake since then. I mean one time you started to toss and turn so I crawled back in bed. You immediately settled down as you snuggled up against me. I started to fall asleep so I got back up after a bit and have been standing here since.”  

Derek stared at Stiles and then stood. He quickly walked over to him and hugged him.

“Thanks. You didn't have to do that but thanks anyway. To tell the truth I have never felt worse in my life. For the past month it has been pure hell for me. I didn't sleep at all.” Derek kissed Stiles on the cheek as he pulled away.

Just as Stiles opened his mouth to speak he heard his phone vibrate on the desk. Turning he picked it up.

“Hello?...Oh hey-...No...Yeah I'm with Derek...Sorry...I'm what?!...But-...Fine...Ok see you soon.” Stiles hung the phone up and sighed “That was my dad and he is pissed. I have to come home right now. Worst of all. I'm grounded so I can't stay here.”

As they stood there the room was soon lit with the bright sun which had finally rose above the tree line. Stiles looked at Derek in the light and he looked as if he was glowing in it.

A small smile spread across his face but soon faded when he got a text from his Dad saying ‘Stiles get your things and come home. NOW.’

A loud grumble came from Stiles as he walked around the room getting all his stuff together. Derek helped and after a few minutes they had all his stuff. Stiles jammed it all in the big bag on the desk when Derek tapped his shoulder. Turning around to face Derek, Stiles saw he was holding his leather jacket.

“Here. I don’t want you to forget your jacket.” Derek commented holding the leather jacket out to Stiles.

Stiles grabbed the jacket and stared at it in confusion.

“Um but this is your jacket Derek.” He stated as he examined the jacket.

Derek patted him on the head and laughed “No. It’s yours now. You seem to really like it so you can have it.”

Stiles grinned real big and put the jacket in the big bag. He quickly hugged Derek tight in thanks. His phone then began to vibrate.

Grabbing the phone it read: ‘Dad is calling…’

Stiles hesitantly clicked accept and held the phone to his ear.

“I know I’m coming!....Getting my stuff….I’m done now….Ten minutes!...Rea-…okay okay….good-bye.” Stiles hung the phone up with a simple “Ugh.”

Derek had gone ahead and grabbed his bag and was waiting at the door when Stiles looked up from his phone. Stiles sped over to Derek’s side and grabbed his bag. They quickly made their way down to where Derek’s car and Stiles’ jeep were parked. Stiles opened the driver-side door to his jeep and threw the big bag in the passenger seat. Hopping in he buckled his seat belt and all that. When Stiles cranked the jeep Derek came over and leaned in the window.

He placed a soft kiss on Stiles cheek and whispered “Drive safe. Thanks for letting me sleep. See you later maybe.”

With that Stiles gave him a warm smile and drove away leaving Derek standing alone.
Stiles is taken back to Derek's loft. His dad ends up getting angry.
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