Ficlet: "Given" || Sterek || PG
Author: write_light
Title: Given
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: Sterek
Character/s: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale
Summary: Stiles takes the bite, but who is giving the gift? They always say 'The bite is a gift', these wolves, but we have to give ourselves up. To them. It's our gift to them.
Warnings: Mentions of Sheriff Stilinski and Talia Hale; I'm experimenting so it may not be what you expect.
Submission Type: Ficlet
Word Count: 200 words exactly
Prompt: #204: Gifts
Author's Notes: I wanted to get inside their heads at this pivotal moment. Stiles goes first on the left, then Derek on the right, a few visions of family along the way, and the same question - what now?
GIFTS
Gave him my hand.
Those eyes blazed.
I shut mine, but…
Pinpricks. Needles then knives. Deeper.
Bitten through.
So gentle, his hands.
I smell him now, blood in my head.
Wolf
Hale
Mine.
Need air in my lungs
a pulse in my neck -
Life!
"Son, what have you-?"
'Dad, he bit me.'
His embrace answers,
I'm further from you, Mom.
The fox brought me closer
But
In my brain,
this spark -
A wolf lives now
My wolf
We are a pack
Derek and I. Just
Gotta stop screaming
Eyes wide, his too
What does he see?
Fangs. Stiles. Love.
~
For me.
For my sake? To have me?
He always gives.
Skin I rip, salty
blood and faded adolescence.
If this fails…
Silent, holding back,
No screaming, no roars
his heart gasps life
I lose my human
But can't lose HIM
Not Stiles
Ever
"Derek?" My mother's voice -
"You're not alone.
Give.
You chose well."
He's rigid he's sparking
I bit into a live wire
How?
His light, the power raging
Lives here in me now
Afire
Blue turned red again
Amber lit gold
We are so new.
Claws out, nostrils flaring,
What does he need?
Alpha. Derek. Love.
GIVEN
Title: Given
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: Sterek
Character/s: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale
Summary: Stiles takes the bite, but who is giving the gift? They always say 'The bite is a gift', these wolves, but we have to give ourselves up. To them. It's our gift to them.
Warnings: Mentions of Sheriff Stilinski and Talia Hale; I'm experimenting so it may not be what you expect.
Submission Type: Ficlet
Word Count: 200 words exactly
Prompt: #204: Gifts
Author's Notes: I wanted to get inside their heads at this pivotal moment. Stiles goes first on the left, then Derek on the right, a few visions of family along the way, and the same question - what now?
GIFTS
Gave him my hand.
Those eyes blazed.
I shut mine, but…
Pinpricks. Needles then knives. Deeper.
Bitten through.
So gentle, his hands.
I smell him now, blood in my head.
Wolf
Hale
Mine.
Need air in my lungs
a pulse in my neck -
Life!
"Son, what have you-?"
'Dad, he bit me.'
His embrace answers,
I'm further from you, Mom.
The fox brought me closer
But
In my brain,
this spark -
A wolf lives now
My wolf
We are a pack
Derek and I. Just
Gotta stop screaming
Eyes wide, his too
What does he see?
Fangs. Stiles. Love.
~
For me.
For my sake? To have me?
He always gives.
Skin I rip, salty
blood and faded adolescence.
If this fails…
Silent, holding back,
No screaming, no roars
his heart gasps life
I lose my human
But can't lose HIM
Not Stiles
Ever
"Derek?" My mother's voice -
"You're not alone.
Give.
You chose well."
He's rigid he's sparking
I bit into a live wire
How?
His light, the power raging
Lives here in me now
Afire
Blue turned red again
Amber lit gold
We are so new.
Claws out, nostrils flaring,
What does he need?
Alpha. Derek. Love.
GIVEN