Chapter 2 morphed into a songfic... who knew?
So... Chapter 2 morphed into a songfic despite my best intentions for it to be otherwise. Here it is -
I've changed a few things - thought's will now be between /-/ and all memories are in italics. Hope it makes sense and everyone enjoys!
Chapter 2
Title: My heart your heart
Pairing: Derek/Stiles
Rating: G right now, NC17 for later chapters
Spoilers/Warnings: spoilers up to episode 10
Disclaimer: I don't own teen wolf or any of the characters!
The jeep rolled quietly out of the driveway in neutral, the last thing Stiles needed was a nosy neighbour reporting him to his Dad. Overhead the moon was clouded over and the sky cast a dark pall across the streets, it would rain. He had a moment of thought for his dad’s investigation but in the end decided it was better this way, for Derek’s sake and his own. The road leading to the old Hale home twisted and turned before him as he set upon it, his thoughts turning with it.
/Where was Derek?
What condition would he be in if he were alive?
What was Stiles even doing looking for him? What would he do if he found him?
Would the Alpha find him first?/
He was at a loss. In a burst of frustration he turned the radio on, and the sudden sound filled the car to bursting. Stiles let it wash over him; he knew this song, it had been a constant on his playlist ever since his mother had died.
“The moment I said it
The moment I opened my mouth
Lead in your eyelids
Bulldozed the life out of me…”
/the look in Derek’s eyes when he’s trying to intimidate Stiles, so different than the look he get’s when he’s actually angry/ He shifts gears, eyes searching the road before him automatically, unseeing.
“…I know what you're thinking
But darling you're not thinking straight
Suddenly things just happen we can't explain…”
/the look of horror on that all too familiar face as Derek realises that the Alpha has him in his grip, that he is helpless, that’s he is finished/ Stiles hand smashes down, too hard, on the steering wheel. He barely notices.
“…It's not even light out
But you've somewhere to be
No hesitation
No I’ve never seen you like this
And I don't like it
I don't like it
I don't like it at all…”
/Derek’s hand against his chest/
/the firm grip of large solid hands on his shoulders/
/intense desperate blue eyes staring from beneath a too pale pallor/
“…Just put back the car keys
Or somebody's gonna get hurt
Who are you calling at this hour?
Sit down, come round, I need you now
We'll work it all out together
But we're getting nowhere tonight
Now sleep, I promise it'll all seem better
Somehow in time…”
/too many nights spent laying in bed worrying about werewolves and hunters, about friends leaving you behind, and girls ignoring you. Somewhere in a lesser acknowledged corner, sneaking into consciousness, calm green eyes and bright blue stares/
“…It's not even light out
Suddenly (suddenly) oh, you've somewhere to be
With no hesitation
Oh, I've never seen you like this
You're scaring me
You're scaring me
You're scaring me to death…”
/the first time Derek smiles at Stiles’ and Stiles is sure it’s a mistake. A smile passed from Scott carelessly to his goofy best friend. He ignores the way it makes his heart beat faster/
The jeep screeches into the driveway of the burned out mansion, brakes slammed on.
/the first time Stiles’ walked through these woods with Scott, searching for the older man/
“…Don't…ohh (smash)
Please don't…ohh (and a-[please] nother one)
Don't…ohh (smash)
Please don't…ohh (and a-[please] nother one)…”
Sitting in the dark of his jeep with head in hands, palms rubbing eyes rimmed in red and bruised with worry. /Scott dragging him into the school, and the knowledge deep inside that terrified him beyond words. How his heart was feeling as though it had shattered into shards of brittle, worthless glass. The look on Scott’s face, the fear and expectation, and the shame in knowing that despite fifteen years of friendship - he wanted to be out there with Derek./
“…I'm losing you, I'm losing you
Trust me on this one
I've got a bad feeling…”
Hand on the door handle and he’s tumbling out of the jeep, keys still in the admission. Rushing towards the dark shape of the Camaro where it sit’s haphazardly in the drive. /how he’d waited with his father and Scott at the school that very evening until the deputies had searched the grounds. How relieved he’d been to hear they came back empty handed/
“…Trust me on this one
You're gonna throw it all away
With no hesitation…”
He rounds the Camaro, seeing the driver’s side door open but no one inside. /the thought that Derek was dead/ His hands fly to his head, running through his hair. He glances around almost desperately, “Derek?”
Then a glimpse of a form, a trail of blood through the leaves, a body lying on the ground in front of the car.
“Derek!”
He runs forward and throws himself to the ground beside him, hands hovering over his body, unsure of what to do. The fear that he hadn’t made it in time flashes through his mind, the absolute terror of placing a tentative hand on his back and not feeling anything.
The simple relief when Derek inhales.
“…(Smash)…”
*The song is "The Moment I said It" by Imogen Heap - which I also lay no claim to! *
I've changed a few things - thought's will now be between /-/ and all memories are in italics. Hope it makes sense and everyone enjoys!
Chapter 2
Title: My heart your heart
Pairing: Derek/Stiles
Rating: G right now, NC17 for later chapters
Spoilers/Warnings: spoilers up to episode 10
Disclaimer: I don't own teen wolf or any of the characters!
The jeep rolled quietly out of the driveway in neutral, the last thing Stiles needed was a nosy neighbour reporting him to his Dad. Overhead the moon was clouded over and the sky cast a dark pall across the streets, it would rain. He had a moment of thought for his dad’s investigation but in the end decided it was better this way, for Derek’s sake and his own. The road leading to the old Hale home twisted and turned before him as he set upon it, his thoughts turning with it.
/Where was Derek?
What condition would he be in if he were alive?
What was Stiles even doing looking for him? What would he do if he found him?
Would the Alpha find him first?/
He was at a loss. In a burst of frustration he turned the radio on, and the sudden sound filled the car to bursting. Stiles let it wash over him; he knew this song, it had been a constant on his playlist ever since his mother had died.
“The moment I said it
The moment I opened my mouth
Lead in your eyelids
Bulldozed the life out of me…”
/the look in Derek’s eyes when he’s trying to intimidate Stiles, so different than the look he get’s when he’s actually angry/ He shifts gears, eyes searching the road before him automatically, unseeing.
“…I know what you're thinking
But darling you're not thinking straight
Suddenly things just happen we can't explain…”
/the look of horror on that all too familiar face as Derek realises that the Alpha has him in his grip, that he is helpless, that’s he is finished/ Stiles hand smashes down, too hard, on the steering wheel. He barely notices.
“…It's not even light out
But you've somewhere to be
No hesitation
No I’ve never seen you like this
And I don't like it
I don't like it
I don't like it at all…”
/Derek’s hand against his chest/
/the firm grip of large solid hands on his shoulders/
/intense desperate blue eyes staring from beneath a too pale pallor/
“…Just put back the car keys
Or somebody's gonna get hurt
Who are you calling at this hour?
Sit down, come round, I need you now
We'll work it all out together
But we're getting nowhere tonight
Now sleep, I promise it'll all seem better
Somehow in time…”
/too many nights spent laying in bed worrying about werewolves and hunters, about friends leaving you behind, and girls ignoring you. Somewhere in a lesser acknowledged corner, sneaking into consciousness, calm green eyes and bright blue stares/
“…It's not even light out
Suddenly (suddenly) oh, you've somewhere to be
With no hesitation
Oh, I've never seen you like this
You're scaring me
You're scaring me
You're scaring me to death…”
/the first time Derek smiles at Stiles’ and Stiles is sure it’s a mistake. A smile passed from Scott carelessly to his goofy best friend. He ignores the way it makes his heart beat faster/
The jeep screeches into the driveway of the burned out mansion, brakes slammed on.
/the first time Stiles’ walked through these woods with Scott, searching for the older man/
“…Don't…ohh (smash)
Please don't…ohh (and a-[please] nother one)
Don't…ohh (smash)
Please don't…ohh (and a-[please] nother one)…”
Sitting in the dark of his jeep with head in hands, palms rubbing eyes rimmed in red and bruised with worry. /Scott dragging him into the school, and the knowledge deep inside that terrified him beyond words. How his heart was feeling as though it had shattered into shards of brittle, worthless glass. The look on Scott’s face, the fear and expectation, and the shame in knowing that despite fifteen years of friendship - he wanted to be out there with Derek./
“…I'm losing you, I'm losing you
Trust me on this one
I've got a bad feeling…”
Hand on the door handle and he’s tumbling out of the jeep, keys still in the admission. Rushing towards the dark shape of the Camaro where it sit’s haphazardly in the drive. /how he’d waited with his father and Scott at the school that very evening until the deputies had searched the grounds. How relieved he’d been to hear they came back empty handed/
“…Trust me on this one
You're gonna throw it all away
With no hesitation…”
He rounds the Camaro, seeing the driver’s side door open but no one inside. /the thought that Derek was dead/ His hands fly to his head, running through his hair. He glances around almost desperately, “Derek?”
Then a glimpse of a form, a trail of blood through the leaves, a body lying on the ground in front of the car.
“Derek!”
He runs forward and throws himself to the ground beside him, hands hovering over his body, unsure of what to do. The fear that he hadn’t made it in time flashes through his mind, the absolute terror of placing a tentative hand on his back and not feeling anything.
The simple relief when Derek inhales.
“…(Smash)…”
*The song is "The Moment I said It" by Imogen Heap - which I also lay no claim to! *