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    Stiles does not work his Omega ass off to attract frat boy Alphas. Absolutely not. He's at college to get his degree. If he's crushing on an Alpha who never crosses the lines of propriety, well, no one needs to know, right?

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    04 Nov 2017

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    Derek was a werewolf blanket around him, his breath slower now, less panicky, but he wasn't pulling away either.

    "Dude? Are you okay?" Stiles asked Derek.

    Derek didn't answer right away. When he did, he nodded. His scruffy beard tickled the side of Stiles' throat and initiated a new round of cheek rubbing. It was nice. He hadn't been scent marked before, but he'd seen Scott do it enough times, and --

    Oh.

    He looked around the room. As the RA for their floor, Derek had the biggest room, which came in handy when he had to tutor or counsel someone. Right now, though, all that extra space was taken up by a small two-person table with a tablecloth. There were two plates, two wine glasses, a bottle of red wine, a vase with roses --

    "Oh," Stiles said, finally catching on. He brought his phone to his ear and cleared his throat. "Everything's fine, Scott. But we're going to have a long talk about courting habits in the context of an Alpha and Omega, and I'm not talking about werewolf hierarchies."

    Derek stiffened. Stiles wasn't even sure that Derek was breathing.

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    There's a unicorn in Beacon Hills. A fricken' unicorn. In fricken' Beacon Hills, California. And it turns out that unicorns aren't drawn towards virgins in a happy-go-lucky let-me-lay-my-not-at-all-metaphorical-horn-in-your-lap way. No. They kill them. And guess who's the only virgin idiotic enough to get sucked into the Beacon Hills supernatural scene? Stiles, that's who.

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    29 Oct 2017

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    "Hey," he says. "I thought your whole 'run out of the apartment' deal was so you could get away from me. Weren't we doing the space thing? I thought we were doing the space thing. That's why I came home."

    "I…" Derek winces, eyes on the ceiling. "I panicked."

    "Yeah, got that part."

    "Shut up."

    "You ran out of your apartment. If you were in Alpha form your tail would've been plastered—"

    "I panicked," Derek seethes.

    "Great." Stiles thinks a change of subject is in order. "So why are you here?" Hey, he said a change of subject was needed, not that he was willing to change it. Stiles' brain is very cantankerous like that.

    "God, you're so annoying." Derek brings a hand to cover his face, and Stiles pouts.

    "Well, you're the one that—"

    "I don't even know why I like that," Derek interrupts him, and Stiles shuts up. "I don't know why I keep—why I like it. Would you just… stop asking? I wasn't even going to—and you keep interrupting me, and I like it, and—and just, fuck."

    Derek is breathing hard. Apparently emotional honesty is more exhausting than anything physical. Stiles is kind of flabbergasted. Not that Derek is breathing hard—although that does kind of make his chest (and other parts) clench—but that he gets what Derek is saying. Or, what Derek isn't saying. He gets it, and he realizes that he doesn't need Derek to put it into words. At least, not yet.

    He trusts Derek. He trusts him, and, yeah, it terrifies him (and, lets not kid ourselves here, it also makes him feel fucking awesome) but Derek…Derek likes him. Likes him as a person. Likes him in a sexu— no, that's awkward, better to say he's attracted to him. To him. To Stiles. Stiles Stilinski. Him.

    Wow. He kind of feels… honored. Is that weird? That's weird.

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    When the pack gets locked in at Derek’s new loft during a snowstorm, they play ‘truth or dare’ to pass the time.

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    28 Oct 2017

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    “It’s your decision, Stiles,” Derek says as he crawls into the bed, leaving one side of the covers down. “But yeah, I’d want you to stay.”

    There’s no movement for a second as Derek buries his cheek into the pillow and he fears that Stiles will just walk out the door. Then there’s a rustling sound as Stiles steps out of his pants and there’s a dip in the mattress when he puts his knee down next to Derek. Derek turns towards him, scoots back a little to make room for him.

    “Can I stay for…?” Stiles says, hesitantly. “Can I stay for, like, longer than tonight? I mean, is this…?”

    He’s looking for his words, one knee on the bed, his other foot resting on the floor.

    “More than one night,” Derek says, “I’m offering more than one night.”

    Stiles’ face cracks open in a smile, as he reaches to turn off the light and slides into the bed. Derek opens his arms and Stiles finds his place in Derek’s embrace, pressing his back against Derek, legs curling in between his.

    “I want more than one night, too,” Stiles whispers, and Derek buries his face against the back of Stiles’ neck.

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    A witch casts a spell, turning Derek feral and leaving him the equivalent of a frightened puppy. Stiles is the only one he trusts to protect him and of course, Stiles is only too happy to help. (Which has nothing to do with all these feelings he's suddenly having, okay? Derek's just a really cute werewolf puppy.)

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    19 Oct 2017

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    What made the assumption ten times better was that Derek truly was an asshole. Or, more specifically, he just loved being one. He wasn’t an asshole like Jackson had been, he wasn’t mean about it; he wasn’t even an asshole in the same sense Stiles was: it wasn’t an undeniable part of his nature. Derek just liked being a cocky bastard. He used it. It was his way of, well, playing, Stiles supposed. A sort of sick sense of fun and huh. Stiles had never thought about it that way before.

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    Across the loft, Cora claps her hands. “Okay, new rule. Any time Derek wants a date, one of us has to vet her first.”

    Scott, who’s actually upside down on Derek’s couch, in apparent celebration of their defeat of the alpha pack—which somehow ended with Kali trying to give Derek her number, and he still doesn’t know how that happened, because he’s the worst alpha ever—says, “You know who’s got really good people instincts?”

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    This is some fluffy silliness I wrote in reaction to "The Girl Who Knew Too Much." Anyone looking for a serious story should probably look elsewhere. However, if you want to know the kind of flaws Stiles discovers in Derek's possible dates, this is the place for you.

    Originally posted on my Tumblr.

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    02 Oct 2017

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    “Like I don’t even know how you’re going to do a background check,” he says, “since I don’t even know his first name.”