Prompt Post 02
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violence, and creepiness, and at least one main character death. I reserve the right to increase the body count.
Derek doesn't even know who Stiles is for the first sixteen years of his life. That seems almost criminal, now - sixteen years of Stiles alive and on this earth, and Derek didn't have any of them.
He tries not to be bitter. He's going to have at least the next sixty, after all.
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The first time he sees Stiles is in the woods, halfway between the Hale house and the highway. The middle of nowhere. No one comes here, and for good reason. There are bears sometimes, and mountain lions, though the chance of getting mauled is definitely on the low end. Mostly it's just out of the way, and creepy. Derek knows he doesn't exactly help that stereotype, living in the house where his whole family burned to death. He bartends in town, sometimes, but he keeps to himself. If he were a bit older he'd probably get kids coming out to bother him all the ( ... )
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sixteen years of Stiles alive and on this earth, and Derek didn't have any of them.
He tries not to be bitter. He's going to have at least the next sixty, after all.
I can't wait to see how they interact :)
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So there's this kid.
Near the smoke, Derek means. The cause of the smoke. There's this kid, hunched down on the ground, with legs so long they practically bunch up around his ears. Derek is standing on the ridge above him, quiet as a church mouse, just so he can see ( ... )
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He spends a lot of time thinking about the day in the woods he found Stiles. Found him, like - like discovered, like Stiles was something new and beautiful and never-before-seen. Singular. Vulnerable. He thinks about what he could have done if he had been less invested in watching. He thinks about climbing down off of that ridge, about pouncing on Stiles and shoving him to the ground. Pressing the warm length of him into the cold dirt, fire like a blush all down one side.
Because when it comes to sex, teenagers are easy. Teenagers are stupid. They really do think with what's between their legs. Just Derek's hand on Stiles's cock and he might not even fight back. Not that it's a problem if he does. Stiles is skinny and quick, but not strong, and certainly not strong like Derek. Derek is solid. Derek is an animal. Derek could have Stiles pinned before he even cried out. No one around to hear even if he did ( ... )
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He can't stay away after that. He doesn't even try. He goes to every lacrosse game, every practice, standing at the edge of the woods. Just behind the stands. He spends lot of time running out in the woods where he saw Stiles the first time. He finds the remnants of fires here and there, cleared patches in the brush, piles of ash. But never Stiles.
There are things Derek wants to know, things he needs to know. The shape of Stiles's mouth when he speaks, the way he smiles when he means it, and when he doesn't. The expression on his face when no one else is looking. The sound of his voice in quiet(er) moments. The way he smells after he runs. Whether his clothes carry the hint of smoke.
The important thing to keep in mind here is that Derek isn't stupid. He isn't delusional, and there are plenty of psychiatrists in his past who can speak to that. He knows what he's doing. He's following Stiles around; he know what he ( ... )
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Derek's mind is fascinating. I can't wait to see them together in some sort of action.
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This fic is fantastic! I honestly don't know where to start - Derek's POV, Stiles talking to himself in front of the fire, Derek's careful stalking and planning... It's simply wonderful. Please don't abandon it. I beg you. It's just too awesome for words
(Also Scott being there depends whether Allison has entered the picture yet. Or he could have had a ton of homework to get through - I could see Stiles telling him to go ahead and go home, if he can't work it out in the next half an hour he'll just give up and call his dad. What's the worse that could happen in 30 minutes anyway?)
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In hindsight, it's probably the lacrosse games that go too far. There's nothing inherently wrong with showing up at the lacrosse games; Beacon Hill has had a winning team for six years, which the whole town is ridiculously proud of - not to mention Derek is a former lacrosse player himself - but Derek only watches Stiles. And Stiles sits on the bench. It's probably no where near as subtle as he should be. Unless he's got a hate-on for Coach Finstock, which - no. God, no. No one could be that masochistic.
Derek hangs back most of the time - indiscernible from the trees, or the rest of the crowd. But he isn't invisible. And even though the Sheriff rarely makes his son's games, he certainly doesn't miss all of them. And he's not stupid ( ... )
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On a totally different note, I have another fill for this prompt I'm working on as well. I have a lot of feelings about pyromaniacs and sociopaths, as it turns out..
Derek goes to the funeral, but so does most of the town. No one notices him in the back; everyone's eyes are on Stiles here, not just Derek's. He's going to be careful, now. He wasn't before, not careful enough anyway, and look where that got him. Look where that got Stiles. This wasn't exactly how Derek wanted it to be.
Derek can wait. He can wait as long it takes. Sometimes he forgets to be subtle, but - well, he's adaptable. He always has been. He can wait ( ... )
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