I envy people that can draw smexy Sterek. I really do, because, I seem to end up just making cutesy simple awkward stuff that I like, but is not smexy. =v=
theres this chinese girl in my class who isnt very fluent in english and she asked me if i have a boyfriend and i was like “i dont. i dont like. boys” and she nodded very wisely and went “ah. cooties”
It’s the first
pack-meeting-come-movie-night since newly minted room-mates Allison and Erica,
decided they were more than just room-mates. And Stiles is nearly levitating off his cushion.
“But … but ..” he flaps his hand
inelegantly between them. “You two!”
“Stiles,” says Allison, patiently
and softly. “We’re two intelligent women who are able to communicate openly and
honestly about our past, and find compassion and resolution and – ” She pauses
and takes Erica’s hand in hers. They share a smile.
“It was basically just a lot of
hate-sex and then we found our groove,” says Erica, smirking, before placing a
tender kiss at the edge of Allison’s lips.
“Called it,” says Stiles,
fist-pumping, switching from confused puppy to smirking mastermind in mere
seconds. Then to the rest of the pack, “You losers owe me fifty
bucks!”
“Stiles,” says Derek, eyebrows in full effect, “gloating doesn’t become you. Congratulations you two. Now, who wants popcorn?“
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