I gasp as I sit up, sweat running down my face, as I rub my eyes from sleep. I open my eyes, the sun shining through a window and effectively blinding me. Dammit! I think as I squint my eyes and try to gather myself and the surrounding. My eyes widen in surprise when I see that I'm in a bedroom. An unfamiliar bedroom. Well shit.

"Void? You there?" I ask aloud and jump when he walks out of the close with a bang.

"Hello Stilesss...got a great ressst??" He asks (or is it counted as whispering?) as he flips his collar. Where did he get clothes?

"Oh thank god you're here. Do you remember where we are? I can't really remember what happened yesterday after I got  the stone lodged in my leg. My memory's foggy.."

"Seriously Stilesss..? We're at the Hale'sss Loft. They helped you fix your leg...I managed to hold back the sped up healing process so that they wouldn't get suspiciousss.." He points to my bandaged leg and I nod. Ok, somethings are coming back to me but I'm still foggy on last night. I slowly reach for my left leg and unwrap the bandage. I take in a sharp breath when I see that my leg has been healed. I gently prod at my leg and flinch when I don't feel any pain. Wait–why did I flinch? There's no pain, that's supposed to be a good thing. I shrug off my suspicions as I wrap it back up again and start to head out.

Wait a minute.. I look down and eye the clothes I'm wearing. Wasn't I naked yesterday? When did I dress myself? I sniff at the shirt and sneeze when the overwhelming scent of Peter attacks my nose. Ok,that explains the clothes. He probably dressed me. Note to self: thank Peter for the clothes. I nod as I walk out of the room— scratch that, I meant ; limped out of the room. Gotta keep up the facade.

"Hey Stilesss, lets get tacoss for breakfassst.." Void suggests as he slings an arm around my shoulder. Feels weird to have a spirit that looks exactly like you touch you..I flinch at his contact, still used to his touch as something related to pain. He frowns and removes his arm.

"Sorry Void, still not used to your gentle touch. Too many bad memories of me hurting from your touch. Anyways, let's go get tacos!" I offer him a small smile but he just gives me a strained one back. I sigh as I limp down the hallway and the stairs. Once I finally reach the ground , I'm immediately lifted up and off of my own feet.

"Morning Stiles! Wanna get breakfast?"

"Morning to you too Scott. Um, can you put me down? I can walk, y'know ?" I cross my arms as he shifts me so he's carrying me bridal style. Scott just grins and runs to the living room where he sets me onto the couch. I raise an eyebrow (ok maybe both my eyebrows) at him as he races to the kitchen. Something fishy is going on here, I can smell it! Literally. I think as I eye the garbage bin not too far from here, I think I can see takeout.

I sigh and try to get up only for me to fall down onto it again. Wait— not fall, pushed. I look up to see Peter Hale standing in front of me. "Peter? Of all the places to stand , you chose to stand directly in front of me? Like, couldn't you have stood over there by the garbage? Isn't that where you belong?"

"Oh Stiles, I am standing by the garbage," he says softly as he lifts my chin up and he leans down closer, "and since I can't tolerate garbage, I'm supposed to take you out. How's after your leg is healed?" Oh shit! This is not the Peter I'm used to. Ok I mean, nothing's changed but he's waaaay too close to my face! I go to push him away but remember I have to pretend I'm human again. This is going to be a pain in the ass..I restrain myself as I push at him with little to no strength and he just grins at me. Fool. I glare at him and start pushing again, only for him to go flying back. Woah, did I do that?! I eye my hands excitedly. I thought I had my strength under control? I grin as I flex my fingers.

"You know, you're supposed to say 'Thank you Jax!' Only fitting since I saved you from Peter." Jackson declares as he sits next to me. "So that was you? Not me?" He just gives me a cocky smile. "Aww..! I thought for a second I finally got super powers! Way to ruin the fantasy Jax!" He just smirks at me and starts coming closer. I tense up for a second, but then he just lays his head on my shoulder and starts to cuddle me. What the hell? Am I dead ? "No Stiles, you're not dead. Just let me cuddle you." He mumbles into my shoulder as he pulls me tightly against his body. I mumble an 'ok' as I nod dumbly. This was so not the outcome I was expecting but better than what I had in mind. Void snorts from the corner of the room.

"Obviously..you thought he wasss going to kill you.. oh don't look at me like that, people will start to think you're crazy if you keep staring at nothing.." he snickers and I shake my head at him. Forgot only I could see him. I close my eye and sink back into the couch as Jackson starts playing with my hair. I lean into his fingers when he starts tugging but then  he stops. "Why'd you stop?"

"You growled at me. I thought you didn't like it."

"What? I didn't growl at you." Man, Jax must be going crazy or something. "Yes ,you did ! When I started tugging on your hair, you growled lowly at me!" He pulled back from me and now he's looking at me like I'm crazy. I give him an 'are you sure?' face and shake my head.

"Jax, I'm pretty sure I'd know when I'd growl at someone. And I'm pretty sure you're just hearing things now, do we need Deaton?" I feel for his temperature and frown when I feel no rise in temperature.  "Oh my god Stiles! You did growl at me! I'm not going crazy, alright? Look, I'll prove it to you." He says as he looks around the living room.

His eyes light up when his gaze lands on Isaac playing his phone and he calls him here. Isaac just gives us a suspicious look but walks here anymore . "What is it?"

"Ok Isaac , I need you to listen to Stiles to see if he growls ,ok? He doesn't believe me that he growled when I tugged in his hair." Issac looks at him with wide eyes and he looks at me. I just shrug , lean back and close my eyes. I hear shuffling and can feel Jax move closer to me. He begins to play and tug with my hair again when he suddenly yanks his hand away again. I open my eyes again and glare at him, the pain in my scalp fueling my glare. "Ok,what the hell man? That hurt!" Jackson just ignores me and stands up next to Issac who is looking at me with bewildered Isaac .

"Did you hear that?"

Isaac nods his head," Yeah, Jax . I did. Stiles, you just growled!" He smiles at me and I roll my eyes at them and stand up, the both of them moving to give me space. "Looks guys, I did not growl. You guys are just going crazy!" I huff as I limp past them to a different seat. I seat myself on a armchair and close my eyes. Man, these guys must be going crazy or something! They keep insisting that I growled but I know I didn't growl! I frown as I start to drum my fingers against the sides of the armchair. I jump when someone taps me on the foot.

"I got food! Want some?" Erica smiles at me as she waves a plate filled with chocolate chip pancakes, eggs and bacon in my face. My stomach growls and I lick my lips. I nod at her and she just hands it to me along with a knife and fork that seem to appear behind her. I take a bite out of the pancakes and moan at the warmth. These are great! I groan as I stuff my mouth with food, alternating between pancake with eggs or eggs with bacon . I finish it after a few and thank Erica for the food. She just smirks at me and ruffles my bedhead as she takes the plate from me. She walks back to the kitchen and hands the plate to someone else. Afterwards, she enters the kitchen and is gone from sight. 

Now, with food done. Time to get a shower. I stand up and groan in protest when my stomach threatens to throw the food out of my mouth. Man, shouldn't have inhaled the food. Should've just chewed like a normal person.  I grunt as I start limping towards the stairs to find the bathroom but stop and turn around when I hear feet pounding towards me. My eyes widen with surprise when I see Derek running for me. I just stand there, staring stupidly at him, as barrels his way towards me. When I finally get my mind back together, I find myself in his arms. Just like what happened with Scott earlier on.

Man, this day just keepss getting weirder and weirder, am I right Stilesss?

I agree with Void. Last time, they kicked me away but now? Now they're carrying me and feeding me. Am I in an alternate universe? Am I an Avenger? Void snorts at that thought, and I mentally roll my eyes at him. I'm brought back to reality when Derek starts talking to me.

"Are you ok Stiles?" I look at him, surprised. Thought he was going to  throw me out straight away . Huh, shouldn't be surprised at all with all the things that's happened today.

I clear my throat," Um, yeah. Im fine. Was just going to find a bathroom. So I can shower ." I state awkwardly as he stares in my eyes. My god, this man is too intense! I look away and run a hand through my hair and Derek jostles, as if he was spooked. I grip tightly to his biceps when his grip loosens. I was going to fall when he quickly regained himself and started walking past up the staircase. We walk down a hallway to the left of the stairs and enter the first room on the right. Derek's scent attack my nose and I sneeze again. I rub at my itchy nose as Derek opens a door to the side of his room and sets me down on a closed toilet lid.

"Thanks Derek. But you didn't have to carry me all the way here. You could've just let me walk. I have legs for a reason." He just raises an eyebrow at me. Damm the signature Hale Look..

"You shouldn't be walking around at all with that leg of yours."

"Yeah yeah.. now shoo! I need a shower !" I steer him out through the door and lock it. I can hear him growl softly through the door but he walks away and I hear the bedroom door close.

I let out a sigh. I place a hand on my racing heart. God, these werewolves, they really know how to rile up a guy. Now I'm all horny and also really surprised I managed to hold out that  long. I pat myself on the back, grinning like a madman. Oh and speaking of long .. I wonder how long are their–Snap out of it! I slap myself before my mind can enter the gutter. It can enter the gutter after I'm in the shower. I muse to myself as I start stripping. I place them in the counter and quickly start the shower head.

Warm waters starts spraying at me and I groan, feeling the tension in my muscles ease. I start cleaning myself with some soap and start to lower my hands, stroking my cock. I  thumb the head and moan at the pleasure that zaps through my body. I tighten my grip and slowly run my hand up and down my cock, the other fondling and squeezing my balls. I grunt softly as another wave of pleasure crashes through my body. I place both hands on my cock and start to thrust forward, my grip on myself hardening as my thrusts get faster and sloppier. Soon, I cum and let out a breath as my body shivers at my orgasm. I lean on the wall and start to stroke myself riding out my high. I pant as I ride the waves of my aftershock and start to clean up, washing away the evidence of what I just did.

Oh yeah Stiles, like no one will be able to smell how horny you are in here..Void snorts and I retort back at him

I'll just use more scented soap then. That way, the soap will overpower my scent! Hah! How'd you like them apples?

I grin when I hear Void chuckle in my head and step out of the shower. The cold air hits me like a wrecking ball and I start shivering, a startling contrast to the warm waters. I look around for a towel but groan in frustration when I see that Derek didn't even leave a towel behind in here. I eye the clothes but shake my head at them. Not wearing those again after a shower. They're drenched in sweat from my sleep. I eye the door. I could just go out there and get some clothes from Derek's closet. Not like anyone's gonna be here anyways. Derek left earlier on, surely he wouldn't mind if I took some underwear and clothes of his..right? I think as I weigh my pro and cons. After a few minutes , I came up with a lot of cons but decided to fuck it. I open the door and freeze. Derek is lying on his bed, Isaac is on his phone by the foot of the bed, Jackson is going through his closet, Scott is busy playing games on Derek's computer and Peter is reading a book on the floor. When they heard me open the door, they immediately looked up and froze. Their eyes roam my body hungrily and I resist the urge to fidget on the spot. I clear my throat and their eyes fly up to mine.

"Uh,can I get some clothes over here? I'm naked and freezing over here! This is all your fault Derek. I'm out here naked and probably getting hypothermia and frostbite because you forgot to leave a towel behind.." I finish the sentence by glaring at him and he looks at me with wide eyes. The look on his face is priceless and I can't help but let loose a small smile at him. He looks relieved and I laugh at him. I look to the rest of the guys. "Anyone gonna get me clothes?"  And with that, everyone rushes to get me things.

After literally like 1 minute of them searching for clothes, they pile it all up and Peter hands them to me, his hands lingering on mine for a few seconds, before they all rush out of the room. I can hear their thundering footsteps hurrying down the stairs and then silence. I laugh and shake my head, they didn't close the door! Man, how I've missed times like these..I slip on a shirt and run a hand through my hair. But..remember, they kicked you out. You're still an outsider. Void chides me and I sigh, the nostalgia earlier on being replaced with sadness. Why am I even sad? I have Jodie, she's pack. We're pack. A pack of two. But if we're pack, then why does it feel so wrong being away from the Hale pack..I muse as I slip on Derek's underwear and pants. The pants are slightly loose on me so I tie the strings tight around my waist. I look around the room. Derek has his own little library built in on the side of his wall.. interesting. I take a few steps before finally wincing from the cold floors. I look around for shoes or slippers or anything to keep my feet warm! I finally find a pair of fuzzy wolf slippers under Derek's bed. How adorable! I grin as I slip them on. Comfy too..

With everything all covered up, I walk– I mean limped down the hallway and stairs for me to  find everyone sitting in the living room. I stop mid-limp and stare at them. They seem preoccupied and I don't think they've noticed me.

C'mon! Sneak out and let's get some tacos!

I nod at Void and back away from them and start to slip away towards the elevator, wincing at every squeak these slippers make. By the time I've reached there , someone stops me by spinning around and pinning me to a wall, making us chest to chest. I grunt at the impact and look up. "What the hell man? I was just on my way out."

"Stiles, you're staying with us. After what happened yesterday when you came in all bloodied up , we're keeping you closer to us than ever before."

"You can't keep me here Isaac. We're not pack anymore since someone," I subtly glare at Derek from the corner of my vision," decided that I was too fragile for this pack to handle. Look, I'm forever thankful that you guys saved my life from death  and for that I'm in your debt but, you can't keep me here. We're not pack anymore and I'm now an outsider." I sneer at them and I can't help but feel awful for doing it. But they gotta understand that everything has consequences and that they can't just waltz back into my life when they want to. My sneer falls slightly when I see Isaac's broken expression and all I want to do is hug him but I can't.

"Stiles, please. We've missed you and I was a fool for kicking you away. Please come back to us." Derek begs as he stands up from his seat. He looks absolutely vulnerable but I can't just let them in and forgive them. They broke my trust, for them to mend it back together will take time. Lots of it. I shake my head at him and give him a sad smile, "Derek, you broke my trust in you. Same goes for the rest of you. I won't automatically join back the pack seeing as I'm already in one with Jodie," some growls at the mention of Jodie's name and I make a mental note to not say her name in their presence; they look so angry just by hearing her name, " but, I am willing to mend our bonds back. It won't be the same, but that's all I can give for now. As long as I'm in another's pack, I will not join yours or any others."

The pack nods and I look at Isaac . He looks torn but nods anyway. I place a hand on his cheek and he leans into it before nuzzling my palm. I chuckle at him. Just like a puppy..I grin as give him a bear hug and ruffle his curly hair. I let go of him and duck under his arms, waving goodbye to them before exiting the loft.

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After seeing Stiles naked, the guys rushed out after handing him his clothes. Their faces flushed and red. They hadn't expected Stiles to come out of the bathroom in all of his naked glory – to which I guess they have Derek to thank for – when he finished. They expected maybe a towel or two but not that.  Not that they were complaining, he looked absolutely delicious with water droplets running down his body. They flushed again and their faces were getting brighter by the minute.

All of them hardened at the thought of seeing Stiles naked again. He looked like a Greek God. Especially his drool worthy abs. God, Peter couldn't hold back his excitement when he saw Stiles. He basically eye raped him. He could just imagine the human underneath him, how he would feel if he were to enter him. How flexible would he be if they were to try out a few  of the positions that he had in mind. He groaned, this was not the time for these thoughts. Especially in front of the pack.

He tensed when he heard footsteps coming down and he looked at the rest. Obviously they heard it too and tried to act normal again. Scott could smell Stiles making his way(downtown! Walking fast cause I'm home bound.) towards them but then the scent of hesitation filled his nose. He almost teared up, his bestie had hesitated whether or not to join them. He wanted to cry again but held back the onslaught of tears. He couldn't let Stiles see him like this. Not if he wanted to mend their friendship.

Jackson rolled his eyes when he smelt Stiles' hesitation but smirked. Typical Stiles overthinking things once again but that was also one of the qualities that Jackson loved about him. Whenever he overthought things, he would start to get fidgety and his fingers would occasionally twitch. At first, he thought that was an annoying habit and he was always on the verge of snapping at Stiles to stop fidgeting cause it was distracting but now, he had found it..endearing. When Stiles left, he couldn't help but look over at where Stiles was supposed to be fidgeting  due to habit. It killed him every time he looked over but saw no Stiles. He didn't know when but he had grew a soft spot for him.

Isaac smiled when he heard Stiles stop and then for him to start making his way towards the elevator . This was very obvious. The only thing alerting Issac that Stiles was on his way out was the squeaks. He could also hear every wince and grimace that Stiles made when whatever the thing was would squeak. When Issac was sure he was only a few feet from exiting, he quickly and quietly made his way towards Stiles.

He hadn't mean to pin Stiles against the wall so roughly but it did the job. He almost grimaced when he heard Stiles grunt at the impact, his leg must still be hurting.

"What the hell man? I was just on my way out."

Isaac wanted to roll his eyes at him, with the state his health was in, he wouldn't be on his way for anything.

"Stiles, you're staying with us. After what happened yesterday when you came in all bloodied up , we're keeping you closer to us than ever before." If possible, Isaac would chain Stiles to a tree until he healed. Or maybe for the rest of his life.

"You can't keep me here Isaac. We're not pack anymore since someone," Stiles glances at something but Isaac doesn't look away from his face, "decided that I was too fragile for this pack to handle. Look, I'm forever thankful that you guys saved my life from death  and for that I'm in your debt but, you can't keep me here. We're not pack anymore and I'm now an outsider."

His expression falls. Isaac's heart pounded in his chest with a vengeance. Did Stiles still hate them? Hate me? He thought as he stared into Stiles' eyes. He couldn't live with himself if he found out that Stiles still had a grudge against them, even after he's forgiven them. He was busy wallowing in his pity party when he heard someone begging. Isaac glances over his shoulder. His Alpha was begging! He didn't think he'd live till the day where he'd see the Derek Hale beg. "Stiles, please. We've missed you and I was a fool for kicking you away. Please come back to us" He looked vulnerable..completely different from his stony and indifferent stature. He looked... like the rest of his pack. Just only for this brief moment but it was enough to remind the pack that even though their Alpha acts like he is different from others, he is still human. Well, one in the feelings department. Other than that he's born full wolf.

"Derek, you broke my trust in you. Same goes for the rest of you. I won't automatically join back the pack seeing as I'm already in one with Jodie,but, I am willing to mend our bonds back. It won't be the same, but that's all I can give for now. As long as I'm in another's pack, I will not join yours or any others." Stiles have a sad smile to the pack. Isaac,wanted to jerk away from Stiles. He wanted to run away and shut himself away. He wanted his bud back. His anchor. But he know if he did that, that'd pushed Stiles away more.

He nuzzled the boys hand, wanting to outright just squeeze him to death but he could settle for this. Just when he was about to pull away , Stiles surprised him by attacking him, with a hug. It was brief but it anchored him. He could live a few more days in a pack without him. After the hug , Stiles waved goodbye to the pack and with his exit, that called the end to the day.