“What if I could get you off desk duty?” he finally says.
Stiles looks up, eyes wide. “Can you? Please, please, please. I’d love you forever.”
Derek’s heart skips a beat. “We need you to go undercover as a model.”
Stiles starts laughing instantly. His grin is bright, his voice is loud, and Derek waits for him to calm down.
“Me?” he says. “A model? Shut up.”
A Miss Congeniality inspired fic.
- Part 1 of zerosterek