Work Text:
Stiles POV
I woke up to my favorite song blaring from my phone, I don't wanna go to school but I don't wanna stay "home" either. Again I got into a new foster family they aren't really the nicest people. The father comes home late drunk beating up any living thing that gets into his way and well the mother isn't a good housewife either she is more of a slut going around the neighborhood sucking off any man she sees. The only normal people here are me and my new sibling. Her name is Lene and she is seven. I need to protect her from that stupid person we need to call father, so I got up and started to get ready and pack my stuff also I packed Lenes backpack and all she needs. After getting out of the house and all I got to school and sat down on my place. I was still tired because I didn't even get four hours of sleep all I heard were my foster parents fighting until it was almost dawn. I put my head down on the table and fell asleep which wasn't really my plan I just wanted to nap but sleeping is also fine first lesson should be history anyway. I don't care what happened years ago before I was even born.
Derek's POV
The first day as a teacher and exactly I get the troublemaker class in all classes I teach, History, English, and P.E. I get into class and introduce myself as their new teacher and already see some girls starting to talk about me and that is really annoying but the only person I particularly set eye on was a boy that was having his head on the table and seemed like he was sleeping.....I'm sure he was sleeping. I just started my class and walked around until I got to the sleeping kid and softly hit his neck so he woke up. "Stilinski could you tell me what happened in the year 1717??" as I asked I saw the boy starting to struggle to realize what was going on and I started to smile. "Well if you don't know I assume you don't really want to pass my class Stilinski". I made my way up to the front again and continued teaching until the bell ended my class. All the students left class and got ready for their next and I had a free hour. I sat down and got out my laptop to start on some work when I realized a sleeping boy in class and it was no other than Stilinski. I sighed and just let him stay there and sleep, doing my work. After the hour I got to him and woke him up. "Time for P.E Stilinki get dressed and outside okay"
Stiles POV
I was having the sleep I needed when suddenly our new Teacher woke me up. Oh, fuck did I fall asleep in his class again. All he said is that I should get ready for P.E and then left. I was really tired and didn't want to do anything too much so I just packed my stuff and walked home. It was a bad idea to do that. The principal saw me leave and called my foster dad and he wasn't at work. The moment I got home that fucker of human started to throw a bottle at me. "what the fuck??" I asked but all I got back was another bottle going for my head. "You stupid kid. I give you food and a home and even pay your school tuition and what do you go you leave huh, you ungrateful little brat." I tried my best to get away from him but he was stronger and at some point got me and beat me up. After a time I finally got to my room and locked myself up. I hate it here so much. But I don't want to leave Lene alone. She shouldn't go through stuff like this she is a little kid still a baby. I took care of my bleeding lip and some scratches I got on my face from broken glass that was on the floor. I am happy that I don't have any broken bones or anything. I was tired very tired and before I even knew it I was deep asleep.
Derek's POV
I looked at the class and realized that exactly the student that I sent to get dressed and out wasn't here. I wonder where he was and why he wasn't here what if something happened to him. I started to worry but I don't know why I would ever be so worried for a simple student. I will visit his home when I am done here with work. The rest of the day went by fast so I packed my stuff and got into my car starting to drive to a place I never was before a place I thought I would never go to, a house where one of my students lives. I parked the car, went to the door, and knocked. A man opened the door and it seemed like he was pretty drunk. Instead of asking what I am here for or something he just yelled "Go away" and banged the door shut. The moment the door was banged shut I saw a familiar head pop up from the window above. It was little Stiles Stilinski. I automatically started to smile and waved. "Can you come down??" I asked but he just shook his head and looked kind of sad. I can't stand seeing him like this. "Should I come up to you??" I waited for an answer and hoped he would say yes. He put his head back inside and I couldn't see him. I wanted to leave but the moment I turned around to go a ladder got put down. "come up" is all I heard from him. I smiled and climbed up to Stiles's room.
Stiles POV
He was there. The teacher I fell for was in my room. Looking at me and before anything more could happen I felt his lips on mine. We were kissing. He kissed me and I love every second of it! I pushed him onto the bed and sat on him feeling that he had gotten a bit hard. We kept kissing and all I wished for in this second was just being with him, no one else in this whole world just us. I loved him so much I just wanted to be with him. At that moment my brain just didn't think anymore. For hours he railed me until I barely could feel my ass anymore and I fell asleep from being so exhausted. And I was happy the next morning when I woke up and he didn't leave. Derek was still there, next to me hugging me like I was a teddy bear. I tried saying something but my throat was so sore from yesterday because I moaned his name so much. I am surprised how no one and I mean mostly my foster parents didn't hear that. But that didn't really matter to me right now. I had the man I love in my bed and I was happy.
----------Years later----------
No ones POV
Here they were outside in the garden taking care of a small baby they adopted not long ago while their adopted daughter was playing around in the garden picking flowers. They were happy and no one could take the happiness away from them.