Being a fugitive of the law, Derek had to find someplace to hide in, and he had no other choice than to remain in Stiles' room, spending all his time with the smartmouth teenager.
It wasn't easy controlling his urges with Stiles constantly around.
How could it be, when every time he opened his mouth, Derek either wanted to punch him or kiss him, and he didn't know if he'd be able to control either impulse for much longer.
Derek heard a noise coming from the corridor, and he immediate pinned Stiles against the door, giving him a stern look.
"Careful with what you say" He hissed, his glare threatening.
"Son, I have to work late tonight" The sheriff announced from the other side of the door. Stiles gulped down quietly, before replying.
"It's fine, dad, I have to stay in to study anyways"
"Well, have a good night, son" The sheriff didn't even bother trying to get the door open. His son was a good kid, and if he said he was studying, then that was it.
Derek didn't let go of Stiles, though, as they heard the steps moving away from the door.
"Uh... let me go already?" Stiles asked, but Derek only pinned him tighter against the door.
"I don't think so" He grunted, and Stiles was certain he'd get punched right then and there. Instead, Derek's lips came crashing against his own, surprising the teenager with a searing kiss.
Stiles could do nothing but melt in Derek's arms, relieved all that tension was finally being released into something he could actually enjoy!