several sentence sunday monday
Thanks for the tag, @endwersed!💗 I'm shaking with the need to share this wip that I've been writing for @hotgirlstiles and as it won't see the light until I finish it, I thought I'd treat all of you lovely kittens with this piece
Carefully, he inspected Stiles’ face since the omega refused to meet his eyes. “Do you want a second date?”
Stiles was silent for as long as he could afford, and then murmured a quiet and guilty, “No.”
Sharp satisfaction splashed upon Derek’s insides like burning acid.
“Want me to reject him for you?” he asked with his head inclined.
Stiles stiffened with one steak lifted above the plate. He turned his big eyes at Derek.
“You’ll do that?” he asked in awe-filled disbelief.
Derek clenched his teeth so as not to blurt out all the things he was ready to do just for that gaze alone.
“Yes,” he said simply.
Stiles bloomed with a breathtaking smile. For the first time that day, it was completely genuine, fresh like the first rays of sunshine on the morning dew. His eyes shined and his cheeks went pink with pleasure.
Derek couldn’t look away, even if he wanted to.
“Thank you,” said Stiles with a true shyness this time trembling in his voice.
Unable to speak, the wolf nodded.
He wanted to run again. Not away, but just run to expel the energy, the rage, and elation that built in him from being near Stiles. All his senses were on edge, strung tight like a cord, ready to snap and take.
How much would Stiles fear him were he to know how close Derek was to wolfing out? Would he run? Would he scream when Derek inevitably chased?
The tips of Derek’s fingers shook with restraint. He clenched them into fists.
He didn’t talk much after that, closer to his wolf than usual. He couldn’t tear his gaze — most certainly intense and uncomfortable — from the now relaxed omega. Derek waited until Stiles took the first bite before taking his own — something that was easily missed by the omega who hardly knew any of the werewolf traditions and what it meant when the alpha steps aside and let you lead.
Stiles crawled under his skin where the fur lay hidden, waiting for a chance to burst and growl. He went further, through Derek’s muscles and his veins — his very flesh — to settle there as if he owned the place.
Derek tasted the food that the omega made for him — god if only he knew — and hungered for the taste of the future with him.
He wasn’t alone in that hunger, though. Oh, no. Those filthy vermin wanted Stiles, too. In fact, one of them sat not even an hour ago across from Stiles, just like Derek did now, and fantasized about the same things.
Yet, Stiles came back to him. He came back because he knew Derek could provide for him just like he wanted. Stiles came back and asked the wolf to get rid of his rival.
If only Stiles knew.
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*stumps and trip into the room*
HAVE YOU SEEN THIS NEW SUN HALO ART FOR THE TCG CARDS?!
I'm dying I can't this is beautiful 😭😭😭
My Aoko crumbs ❤️✨✨😭 ugh this is too much I love it
People I'm getting this one way or another!!!
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