The inch of skin that crept into view when Stiles stretched his lean, ink covered arms above his head was obscene. There should be laws about being subjected that that sort of thing. It was unjust.
-In which Derek is a fire fighter with a crush, and Stiles is full of flirting and innuendo-
Bookmarked by halestilinskis
26 Jul 2017
Stiles doesn't know how started spending all of his nights hanging out in a forgotten diner instead of getting a good night's rest. Okay, so maybe he does actually know how he got here, and it might have everything to do with one surly worker with a quiet disposition and a big heart.
Prompt: "Hold, for sterek..."
Send me a “Hold” and I’ll write a drabble about one character just wanting to hug the other
- Part 10 of Tumblr Sterek Prompts
Playing in the minors, just one phone call away from having every dream come true, means Derek has no time for distractions, no time for fun. He has to bring his A-game every day, during practice and game nights equally. The coaches are always watching and he needs that next ringing phone to be the one calling him up to the majors. He'll have fun when he's catching for the Mets.
But then Stiles Stilinski gets picked up to pitch for the Las Vegas 51s and…
Derek has never had so much fun getting distracted.
Stiles can admit that the world isn’t always in his favor. For fucks sake, he’s a third grade teacher. 95% of his day consists of conversations with children under the age of ten. But at least he spends the other five percent with people he cares about.
Derek was already teaching when Stiles started his student-teaching program after graduation. Derek had the honor of mentoring Stiles in his first year at BCE. Forced mentorship turned casual acquaintance ship turned saundering friendship made Stiles realize how much he and Derek have in common.
And also how much of a raging crush he has on him, despite Derek showing almost no interest.
See? Not always in his favor.
Whatever, he’s accepted his residual fate.