Chapters:
5/5
Fandom:
Teen Wolf (TV)
Rating:
Explicit
Warnings:
Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage Sex
Relationships:
Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski
Characters:
Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Lydia Martin, Isaac Lahey, Peter Hale, Vernon Boyd, Erica Reyes, Melissa McCall, Jackson Whittemore, Allison Argent, Sheriff Stilinski (Teen Wolf)
Additional Tags:
Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Happy Ending, post-s2, The Alpha Pack, i SWEAR TO GOD this isnt a sad fic mostly, disregards s3, new tags: remix and rewrite, incorporates elements of but disregards s3
Summary:
“You said we’re friends.”
In the corner of his eye he can see Stiles blink owlishly at that, a thousand hesitations flitting over his face before he settles on, “O–kay, way to hold what a guy says in the heat of the moment against him, got it.”
No. That’s not the only time he’s said it, and they both know it. In the In-N-Out parking lot, once Derek wasn’t being poisoned by human medicine or crushed under agonizing pain, and Stiles wasn’t about to throw up all over him. A couple times since then. All the buddys and some of the big guys. Derek stares at him long enough to make sure he knows they both know.
“…Yeah, okay,” Stiles gives in. “I guess, yeah. Seems weird if we aren’t.”
Derek watches the screen for another moment, head too full for the movie itself but tracking the light and the movement, breathing quietly. “Then, this? All this? It’s inevitable.”
Stiles says nothing for a moment. Maybe he’s cautious. Hopefully he’s afraid.
Instead, he whistles in disbelief. “Wow, you are the biggest downer.”
—
Derek and Stiles still aren’t the main characters.
[Ch 1: Original 2013 work (42k). Chs 2-5: Rewritten 2025 work (97k).]
