Sterek 15 & 17 please? :D

eeyore9990:

(Just a note: I was going to use these for my flash fic prompts, but I got more than I expected, so I figured I’d write a few per day until they’re done.  There’s no time limit on the asks, btw, BECAUSE I THINK WE ALL KNOW HOW MUCH I FUCKING LOVE KISSES OKAY?!  OKAY.)

15. Kiss in the rain and 17. Goofy kiss

Stiles shivered, tugging his flannel shirt closer around himself as he stood in the rain – the cold, wet rain that dripped off his collar and slithered down the back of his neck, all cold and wet.  Did he mention how cold and wet the rain was?

Did he?

Well, regardless, he was standing in the rain, wet and cold, shivering, and just waiting for a bolt of lightning to strike him dead because, really, that would just cap his day off perfectly.  Instead of the bolt of lightning, however, what he got was the low growl of a Sheriff’s department car’s engine, the blip of its siren, and the whish of a window being lowered.  

Stiles closed his eyes, head dropping backward as he let out a primal scream to the heavens.  “R-really, God?  What the f-fuck have I done to you l-lately?”

“It’s the fact that you felt the need to add the ‘lately’ on there that I think might be the objectionable part.  Or maybe it was the ‘fuck.’”  

Stiles spun around, one finger held up as he drew a deep breath to tell Derek – ‘that’s Deputy Hale now, Stiles’ – exactly what he could do with his lately and his fuck.  What he meant to say was, “Fuck you and your lately,” which was not the best come back, admittedly, but Stiles was: 

A. Cold

and possibly;

B. Wet

Which is why what he actually said was, “F-f-fuck l-lately.”  And his shivering voice cracked the tiniest bit on the end, giving it an upward inflection that made it sound – no, seriously, fuck the entire universe – like a question.  Or a suggestion.

Derek, the only douchebag in the entire fucking county douchey enough to be wearing his regulation sunglasses in the middle of a rainstorm, let the mirrored lenses drop down his nose, looked over the top of them, and smirked.  “Are you propositioning an officer of the law, Stiles?  There are penalties for that.”

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bilesandthesourwolf:

Stiles Stilinski is a Junior at NYU. When he’s not working on his undergraduate degree in Criminal Justice or hanging out with his friends, he enjoys hitting the underground music scene. His favorite band, The Alpha Beats – “The Next Big Rock Group” according to The Rolling Stone – consists of the Hale siblings: Laura, lead vocalist and bassist, Cora, drummer and vocals, and Derek, lead guitar and lyricist. Stiles may or may not be a tiny bit infatuated with Derek, with the way his fingers fly across the frets when he plays, with the way his muscular forearms flex when he moves, with the tattoos that litter his exposed skin, with his propensity for wearing deep v-neck shirts, with the way he tends to glare at the crowd but tries to hide a smile when they finish a set, with the meaningful words he string together. Yeah, Stiles has it bad. And he can’t believe his luck when he wins a contest that lands him in the front row of The Alpha Beats’ very first concert, and the backstage pass that comes with it.

Derek Hale lives for music, for the lyrics he writes and the songs he and his sisters play together. When they first started The Alpha Beats, Derek never imagined they’d gain a fan following, or that people would love his lyrics and their music so much. And when they start making it big, he doesn’t quit know how he feels about it, until a radio station does a giveaway to their first concert and everything changes. Before the concert starts, Laura points out the contest winner in the front row and Derek is immediately enraptured. The guy’s face is dotted with moles and the smile he’s directing at the person next to him is the most infectious thing Derek’s ever seen. Derek finds his gaze drawn to the guy more times than he’d like to count during the concert. But each time Derek glances at the guy, he’s singing along to the song and staring at Derek with something like awe on his face. And Derek’s suddenly glad the contest included a backstage pass for the winner.

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