"Hey, no, hey, shhh," Derek took Stiles by the shoulders and led him to sit on the bed, kneeling in front of him and taking his hands. "It's okay, I wasn't asleep, you didn't wake me up. I don't mind when you come to me, and you can come to me once we're back at the school as long as you send an owl telling me to come for you. I'd rather you felt safe and you were sleeping than you suffer, okay?"
He stroked his thumbs over Stiles' hands for a moment. "Do you want to talk about it or do you just want to pretend like it didn't happen?"