Asexual Derek

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Stiles climbed from the car and started to move towards the front door of Peter’s place, but stopped when he felt the cold chill inside of him, and he turned to the alpha, moving to the older man as quickly as he could.

He stilled when he felt a sharp, painful bite in his head, “Ow, what the fuck?” he turned to the direction it had came from and stopped as he saw the man laid on the ground a good distance away and Stiles reached up, claws coming out as he picked the bullet from where it had barely managed to settle itself in his skin and looked at it.

“Wolfsbane.”

Peter looked at the bullet with wide eyes, reaching up to put his hand on Stiles’s shoulder, “Stiles-” he started as the vampire’s eyes went black and a second shot was fired.

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With the pack gathered together, Stiles handed over the catalyst to Lydia. Since he couldn’t use it himself, it fell to her next, and he explained what to do when the time came. He leaned back in against Peter before the alpha set him down in the passenger’s side seat. He curled into himself, watching the older man silently as he drifted in and out.

Now that he couldn’t feel anything - even the ache in his jaw was just a dull, numb sensation - he actually felt more scared about the change, if that were possible.

Derek drove his black Camaro in front of them and suddenly Stiles wasn’t sure if they should’ve went as a whole. Would the Vampire feel outnumbered or intimidated? He wasn’t sure.

“You creeped me out when you first offered to bite me,” Stiles said, voice so low that Peter wouldn’t have heard it if he were human, “That’s the main reason I said ‘no’.”

“I’m glad you’ve gotten over being weirded out by my general creepiness,” Peter responded, wrapping his hands more firmly around the steering wheel as he drove, “But if that was only the main reason, what were the others?” He asked, only glancing over at Stiles briefly. He needed to try to keep him talking, to try and keep him focused on something, at least until they got to the reserve.

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Stiles spread out the things he’d need for the spell on his left side, sitting on the floor of Peter’s livingroom, which was only a little weird looking, since they’d moved all of the furniture against the walls.

He kept getting dizzy, but he didn’t mention it to the older man. Over the time it took to get there though, there were small things like that - the numbing of his fingers, losing complete feeling in his legs every once in a while, and the aches in his jaw - that all made him really uneasy, but still he didn’t say anything about it.

Stiles started mixing what he always joked were ‘ingredients’, and Alan would just stare at him and shake his head, assure him that he wasn’t cooking - the good doctor always referred to them as ‘essentials’.

He sat silently, other than occasionally coughing, knowing that Scott was outside somewhere, watching over them, and Peter - though sitting calmly across from him - was probably poised for attack, in case anything should happen.

Stiles didn’t need them to be quiet, but it helped him concentrate, which normally was already hard enough, but now it was like he could barely pull himself together long enough to do it.

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Within the next hour, Stiles went from feeling kind of okay, save the stinging pain in his neck, to feeling heavily sick with the flu - he was colder at once, breaking out into an uneasy sweat, and it felt like their were worms crawling all over his body.

Stiles sat in Peter’s passenger’s side seat, trembling as he tried to smooth his hands over his arms for warmth. His headache was heavy on his nose, sinuses stuffed and sore, and he felt as if the front of his face was packed with cotton.

He was miserable, in short, and the moment Peter parked outside of Derek’s loft, he took off his seat belt and climbed from the car, grabbing his things for the spell to bring inside with them, since they were now unfortunately aware of the fact that Vampires could walk in sunlight.

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“I haven’t even had time to practice this spell, let alone perfect it,” Stiles voiced his concern finally, nervously biting his nail until the edge of it broke and he yanked it off between his teeth, “How do we even know it’ll work? What if Vampires don’t count as ‘dead’, but are more classified as ‘undead’?”

He payed at the register and took the bag from the older man, waving off the receipt before turning to Peter then and walking out of the store with him, “What if it flops completely? What if it leaves me drained and useless, and you guys are stuck to fight him alone? There’s like fifty things that can go wrong with this, and one that might go right.”

“Ye who have little faith,” Peter shook his head and side-glanced Stiles, pulling his keys from his pocket to unlock the car, “If Deaton seems to think it’ll work, then it’ll probably work. It’s a chance we have to take. And if you end up out for the count, then we’ll just have to handle it without you.”