OKAY SO THIS ALSO HAS SOME CONFIDENT DEREK IN IT BECAUSE YOU WANTED THAT TOO SO HERE IS A THING. A THING FOR YOU.
“You’ve got a little something on your face,” Derek says, from where he’s straddling the windowsill on the other side of the room. Stiles jumps in alarm, gives a shout of surprise and sprays the ground in front of him with Doritos, his once previously empty room suddenly much more occupied.
After Stiles gets past the initial shock he registers Derek’s sentence and his hand comes up to swipe self-consciously over the short stubble on his chin.
“I just haven’t shaved in—“
“What, like a month?” Derek asks, teasing. Stiles scowls at him, bends to scoop up the snack chips on the floor, deposits them in the trash beneath his desk and straightens. Derek is still watching him, but he’s swung both legs inside the window, like he’s been invited.
“Does anyone know you’re back yet?” Stiles asks, leaning against his desk chair and watching Derek uncertainly.
“Just you,” Derek replies, and he starts swinging his legs a little softly against Stiles’ wall.
“Wow, I feel honored,” Stiles says, uncertain what to say to someone whose been gone on a six month sabbatical to who knows where.
“You should,” Derek tells him, and he stands then, ducks into Stiles’ room. Stiles gives him a questioning sort of look and raises a brow. “I came back for you.”
Stiles opens his mouth, but he gapes soundlessly, eyes wide. He wishes he could detect the bullshit in it, or get the joke, but Derek is looking at him with an intensity that makes his skin feel hot all over, prickles beneath his armpits and makes something in his chest go fuzzy. He laughs uncomfortably, smiles too wide, barks too harshly, “yeah, okay!”
Derek just smirks at him then, steals a Dorito from the half empty bag Stiles still has clutched in his hand and leaves.
dig a bit in the history of this place, you’ll find a steady stream of fairly odd occurrences. i believe this whole area is the center of mystical energy, that things gravitate towards it that you might not find elsewhere | welcome to the hellmouth
infinite list of perfect movies » bring it on
here’s the deal, missy. we’re the shit. the best. we have fun, we work hard, and we win national championships. i’m offering you a chance to be a part of that.
Stiles Stilinski had everything a boy could wish for. An amazing best friend, a spot on the lacrosse team (albeit a bench-warming spot, but that was more than most of the school had) and an amazing, gorgeous boyfriend who was totally perfect for him. The only problem? He was very much in the closet, and said boyfriend was getting very tired of hiding. Fortunately for Derek, Stiles is terrible at lying.
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Nickname: Susie is my nickname
Birthday: March 29
Sexuality: Anyone who catches my interest. If I had to put a label on it, I guess I would say bisexual. I hate labels though.
Time Zone: Arizona
Current time and date: 8:58 A.M 9/19/14
Average hours of sleep: 5-6 hrs
The last thing I Googled was: Jack Frost and Elsa coloring page. My kids have their 1st ship and like to color these 2 together and then cut them out and make stories up about them. It’s super cute. :)
My most used phrase(s): "Christian, what are you trying to eat now?" - My baby likes to eat anything and everything.
First word that comes to mind: naptime
Last thing said to a family member: "Give me a sec and I’ll make you breakfast."
One place that makes me happy and why: When I’m around my kids. Even when they’re annoying the hell out of me, they bring me so much joy. I can’t imagine my life without them.
How many blankets I sleep under: My comforter and that’s it.
Favorite beverages: Sweet tea, lemonade and coffee.
Favorite Starbucks: Caramel Macchiato
The last movie I watched in the cinema: The Fault in Our Stars. I only get to go out (without the kids) every once and awhile.
Three things I can’t live without: I’m going to assume you mean besides my family. The internet, my tablet and my laptop!
Something I plan on learning: Thinking about learning to knit.
A piece of advice for all my followers: Live your life as you want to live it. Don’t worry about the expectations of others.
detective Stilinski. sorry not sorry
LMAO I’m so done!!!
When did doing something ‘like a girl’ become an insult?
The part that gets me is at the end of the commercial, when they ask one of the first ladies if she had a chance to do her demonstration of “running like a girl” over again, what would she do differently and she says, “I would run like myself.” I legit cried.
Being drunk does not excuse cheating.
Being drunk does not excuse rape.
Being drunk does not excuse being an asshole.
Being drunk does not excuse shitty and destructive behavior.
Being drunk is not an excuse.
Control yourself or don’t drink.