The only person who can’t see Stiles’ giant crush on Derek, is Stiles. One would think the rising star of the FBI’s new Supernatural Unit would be a little less blind to the obvious. But if you ask him, he has nothing but professional respect, thank you very much! That’s his story and he’s sticking to it.
At least until some old enemies turn up and make the biggest mistake of their lives: taking Derek.
To @himawarililith, for the 2018 @sterek-smooch fest, who asked for “modern/ werewolves are known” + “spark stiles” + “invent your stiles is something, maybe in a world where the supernatural is known but he is not much until maybe he meets derek and his powers awaken…” and “explore his friendship with allison and/or kira ( in between all the sterek feels )”. ♥
I ordered a blonde flat white from Starbucks while on my break and the barista must have been having a long day bc he goes “that would be my stripper name” and there was like five seconds of dead silence between us before he looked up realized he said that out loud
You tipped right
i put 20 bucks in his hand and told him to pocket all of it
“Hi, there, Sheriff Hale,” Stiles says, smirking at Derek and walking closer, and it takes Derek every bit of control he has to not step back.This was not what he expected to find when he got called in at two a.m. for a double murder.
“What are you doing at my crime scene,” Derek says, sending up a silent thanks up to whichever deity made his words come out flatly, in control. He hasn’t seen Stiles in years, since John retired and Derek got elected as his successor. Since the night Derek, high on the town choosing him, thought that now Stiles might–
“Don’t tell me this doesn’t remind you of old times,” Stiles says, taking measured steps closer still, and Derek can feel his skin prickle under Stiles’ steady gaze. He’d feel less naked if Stiles gave him a blatant once over.
“I’m not your dad,” Derek says, ignoring the fact that his deputies and the ME have all stopped working to watch them. “I won’t tolerate you snooping around.”
“Yeah, well, I guess you’ll have to,” Stiles says, taking a final step that brings him into kissing distance. Derek feels the old want unfurl in his stomach, spread through his veins, and he holds his breath as Stiles’ eyes dart down to his mouth and back to his eyes. “Since I’m the new assistant DA.”
Sterek AU: The Hale family owns a villa in Italy and they’re vacationing there,
renting out the room to a young man named Stiles. Derek initially finds Stiles
irritating because he flirts with Cora and the other girls, but he always seems
to fail at winning them over. And when responsibility falls upon Derek’s
shoulders to look after their guest, things get a little tense.
Stiles asks if
there’s any dos and don’ts when talking to the locals, especially women, but
Derek says he doesn’t know.
“What do you
mean you don’t know?” Stiles asks. “I mean I
don’t know,” Derek replies, tense. “How can you
not know?” “Because I
don’t flirt with women. I’m gay.”
Things from there
on out are very quiet between the two of them. Until one night – when Stiles
comes home from a festival with Cora, covered in mosquito bites and very
uncomfortable. Derek brings him an ointment that he made to help and helps
Stiles treat the bites.
As he’s lathering
the cream on his legs, but freezes, hesitating for a moment before bending
forward and kissing Stiles’ shin. He freezes, waiting for Stiles to object, to
shove him away, kick him, whatever. But Stiles just meets his gaze.
Derek trails kisses
up Stiles’ leg, stomach, chest, growing more and more impatient and faster
before crushing their lips together.
They end up lying
back against the bed, limbs entangled and passionately making out. Between
kisses, Stiles says that he doesn’t want to have sex, and Derek understands,
asking if Stiles is still comfortable kissing him. Stiles says yes and they lie
down together, eventually drifting off to sleep.
The next day, they
head into town to get breakfast at a café when Derek gets a phone call. He says
he has to leave and he’ll call one of his sisters to pick Stiles up, but Stiles
begs Derek to take him wherever he’s going. Not wanting to fight, Derek agrees.
Derek takes Stiles
to the house he’s renovating across town, and the construction workers had
called because the water main had burst. They both get drenched trying to fix
it and once the problem’s dealt with, Derek looks at Stiles and starts to
apologise when the young man bursts out laughing and Derek can’t help but join
in; that laugh is contagious.
Stiles tells him that that was the most fun he’s
had the whole time he’s been there.
So, over the next
few weeks, Stiles helps Derek out and they spend time together and sleep
together. A month later, Stiles has to go back home, but Derek doesn’t want to
let him go, so he finishes the renovations and asks Stiles to move in with him.
Imagine Scott and Stiles go to the nightclub and they make their way to the bar to order drinks. Since Scott is driving, he jokingly orders “One screwdriver as virtuous as my friend”. The bartender stares at him, deadpan, and slides a full bottle of vodka across the bar. Scott looks at him, shocked, and Stiles bursts out in laughter. Taking a moment to compose himself, Stiles introduces Scott to his boyfriend, Derek.
Ok but seriously. Hear me out. sterek fic where everybody is alive and the Hale can actually turn into wolves.
Derek is in high school with Stiles and he has the BIGGEST crush. And then stiles comes to the Hale house for some reason (common paper/friend with Cora/helping Talia to organise the precinct barbecue) and Derek’s hell begins.
Because stiles is perfect and nice and funny and he tries to bond with Derek. And everything would be perfect if his family wasn’t a huge pack of TROLLS.
every times, one of them find an excuses to disappear and reappear as a wolf, and stiles is completely completely gone on them and Derek as to suffer silently while watching Stiles petting his sisters, his cousins, his fucking father.
Tonight he was drinking tea outside with stiles, and it would be kind of romantic and intimate, with the sunset and everything.
But Peter is sprawled all over Stiles’ laps and looking at Derek with a leer that should not be able to exist on a canine face.
Derek wants to cry.
Stiles is confused.
(I really want to read all the fics with the Hale trolling Derek. I live for that)
Okay but like Derek not believing Stiles is a stunt double because he’s very lean and scrawny looking. Derek mistaking Stiles as a temp and asking him to go get him coffee. Stiles being a little offended by this and getting Derek a coffee with ~~two salts~~ I mean two sugars. Derek demanding he’d be fired for the joke and stiles being all “I can’t be fired from a job I never had asshole.” But before Derek could respond Stiles is called to set for a scene.
head canon that nobody has Derek’s cell phone number except Stiles.
Stiles does not know this until maybe six months or so after he’s gone, Scott tries to call him. Scott says he probably has a new number.
Stiles knows for certain that Derek has a new number, because Derek texted him from it a few months ago to tell him it had changed.
He probably doesn’t know what to do with that information except keep it secret. After that, he starts texting Derek. He feels a little like he should use this if he can. It would be like parking the camaro somewhere and not driving her.
He texts something stupid and casual that he knows Scott wouldn’t appreciate but he knows Derek would. He’s probably had those thoughts millions of times and Stiles lets them go.
Stiles is a little surprised that Derek responds in kind. Stiles smiles, satisfied, at Derek’s expected reaction.
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