For my stoner queen @deleted-scenes in honor of her birthday and signing her book deal for her diss today. You deserve all the good things my dear, especially the good smut.
Shout out to @runedsterek for the inspiration.
The setting sun cast a shadow over the loft, silhouetting Derek as he stood in the middle of the room, his eyes on the door. A moment later it was pulled open by Stiles, his eyes bright and his hair a little wild, but when was his hair under control these days?
“Happy birthday big guy,” Stiles said with a grin. He pulled a small gift wrapped box out of his back pocket and tossed it to Derek.
“Who told you it’s my birthday?” Derek asked, catching the package and eyeing it suspiciously. He had intentionally not told anyone when his birthday was, he had started a sad tradition of spending it alone, ever since Laura died. He usually left town for the day, just in case someone found out and tried to make him celebrate.
If hadn’t been a problem for the last four years because the pack had been off at college, but now that they had graduated and some of them had moved back he should have expected this, even though he should have known, he was still a little annoyed.