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Referring to this.

Alas, I am not actually that equipped to write Gangster AUs *sighs sadly*. I don’t watch much of them and don’t know an awful lot about the ins and outs of what would go into making a story or fic out of one.

All I know is I want professional criminal!Stiles Stilinski who wears the most ridiculous suits and Derek Hale, mistress/manstress to the most notable crime bosses around. 

Maybe one night, Stiles is asked to “take care” of the one and only Kate Argent who has been stealing large sums of money from her own family. She is an ally of no one and hated by everyone but it isn’t until the Hale family dies in a “mysterious” fire is Stiles hired by her own brother to get rid of her, a disgrace to his family name. After all, the Hales were good people – powerful, too – and he doesn’t want his name associated with his sister’s.

However, when Stiles finally tracks Kate down, his plans go a little askew as he finds not only Kate already dead, but Derek sitting in the corner; a gun in his hands, blood everywhere, and shaking. 

It takes precisely two seconds for Stiles to recognise Derek as Derek Hale – now, the last of the Hales. It was only a rumour Derek had been Kate’s most recent play thing but now, Stiles figures, it’s the truth and his stomach twists in sympathy. Kate Argent just murdered Derek’s entire family while she had been sleeping with him. Briefly, Stiles considers the possibility Derek played a part in his own family’s death but if the hollow look in his eyes is anything to go by, plus Kate’s dead body with many, many bullet holes in it, Stiles thinks he can safely assume Derek had no idea what Kate was going to do.

Unfortunately for Derek, he’s not made a very good job of making this what Stiles likes to call a “simple murder”. The reason people hire Stiles is because he’s not only perfect when it comes to prep work but he has a special talent for “the clean up”. Well, Stiles likes to maintain the illusion he’s wickedly skilled when it comes to getting rid of the evidence but the truth is blood kind of makes Stiles’ stomach churn and even though he has earned a solid reputation as the “go to blood man” – seriously, no one could come up with a better name? – he’s actually just supremely precocious and takes his prep work very seriously. His dad used to be a cop before he was killed, so he knows a lot of tricks. Clean ups on the other hand, not so much Stiles’ thing. 

Fast forward to Stiles awkwardly trying to clean Derek up because there is something about Derek Stiles just can’t bear to leave behind and take the fall for this, even though he knows Derek killing Kate would suit Chris Argent just as well as Stiles doing it. Nevertheless, Stiles can’t leave Derek and after a very, very botched attempt at getting rid of the body – mostly botched because Derek is in some kind of shock where he keeps trying to return to the crime scene and Stiles can’t help but be more focused on making sure he’s okay than focusing on the body – they manage to make their escape. Well, Stiles does. Derek just looks…sad as Stiles leads him away.

Stiles kind of wishes he looked less sad because then he might have been more inclined to just take Derek somewhere and leave him with some cash rather than take him home. Stiles knows it’s a bad idea, anyone could have seen them, but when Derek curls up on Stiles’ bed, clutching the single pillow on it so, so tight…yeah, Stiles can’t do anything but sit beside Derek on the floor and gently card his fingers through Derek’s hair, like Parrish did for him when he was a kid and the news came in his father had been shot. 

Truthfully, I have no idea where I’d go with this. Maybe they’d go on the run. Maybe Stiles goes back for the body, to get rid of it properly with a clearer head (maybe to use magic on it – magic he hasn’t used since he was a boy and his mother died after something he did) only to discover it’s missing, a trail of blood leading away from where he dumped it… 

Of course, a lot of unintentional bed sharing will ensue with Stiles holding Derek through his nightmares. 

There will be one instance where Stiles makes Derek laugh and Stiles feels it light him up from the inside, from his head to his toes and he has to leave the room because oh no. 

There will be several near-kisses which Stiles never lets happen because Derek is grieving and it would be wrong to take advantage of him, even with something as simple as a kiss. That doesn’t stop Stiles from staring into Derek’s eyes every single time he leans in to him though, thoroughly hypnotised. Stiles spends a lot time trying to work out the colour of Derek’s eyes. 

There will be precisely two times Derek puts his head in Stiles’ lap and talks to him without being prompted; talks about past lovers, mostly crime bosses who fancied a kept boy, a pretty young thing on their arm for a few months here and there. He never talks about Kate or his family but, then again, Stiles can’t blame him. 

There will be several months of looking over their shoulders and healing, in which time Stiles reads to Derek from a book he’s writing and Derek teaches Stiles how to slow dance. Stiles is hopeless at dancing but Derek doesn’t exactly mind, not with Stiles’ arms around him, keeping him safe, day by day feeling more and more like home.

There will be exactly ten occasions of hand holding and three where, exhausted, Derek buries his face in Stiles’ neck when his thoughts get too loud and letting go, sobs against Stiles until his eyes run dry, muttering over and over again my fault, my fault, my fault. 

There will be two almost I-love-yous but we won’t say from whom. 

One person will get shot and another kidnapped. There will be teary goodbyes and long, lingering looks but – as always – a happy ending. 

Maybe.

Probably. 

Most likely.

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(Alternatively, you can ignore everything above and just imagine Stiles in a 1930s suit who can never take his eyes off of the boss’ “boy”, Derek Hale, who snarks with Stiles like he was born for it and blushes as beautifully and deeply as the fairest, finest rose. Naturally, an affair ensues which neither of them can bear to break off, not even when Stiles’ past catches up with him and forces Derek to choose: protect the man he thought he knew, or spend the rest of his life wondering what if.)