Silver Lining
Author: blue_emotion
Title: Silver Lining
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: Derek/Stiles
Character/s: Stiles
Summary: Stiles reflects over the last few years.
Warnings: Mention of character death
Word Count: 370
Prompt: #10 Reflection
Author's Notes: I've written this in a hurry because I wanted to submit it before going to bed, so apologies for any mistakes!
Life can be going great; you can look in the mirror and smile before going to school, bouncing up and down on the balls of your feet because Scott is coming over for dinner tonight and it's going to be awesome...
And then your mum is suddenly ripped away from your side, leaving you with a hole in your life that will never really go away.
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You can take a moment to look back, a moment to stop and think that you've almost rebuilt some semblance of normality. School is going OK, your Dad is almost his old self again, well as much as he's ever going to be, and just maybe things will be OK again one day...
And then your best friend gets bitten by a fucking werewolf.
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When things were really bad, in the middle there for a while, and Stiles kept thinking about everything that had happened in the last few years, he never would have guessed what the silver lining to come out of all this would be. Sometimes he'd imagine a future where he was away from everything here, maybe then he could be happy. Most of the while though, he was too busy looking back, reflecting over all that was and had been, to spare the time to look forward.
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Turns out his happy ending was always right in front of him though, and as he smiles when he sees Derek move to stand behind him, looking over his shoulder and into the mirror.
"Where were you?" Derek asks softly, concern in his voice.
"Just remembering," Stiles replies, and reaches behind him to cup Derek's jaw line. Having Derek doesn't magically make all that's gone before OK, but it makes it more bearable. It's taken them years to get here, but they've managed it, somehow.
They drive to the graveyard in relative silence. Derek pats Stiles on his shoulder, his hand lingering, before he heads over to the plot reserved for the Hales.
Stiles places the flowers on his mother's gravestone.
He can't tell what's going to happen next, he's learnt you never can, but he thinks she'd be happy with his now if she was here. He finally is.
Title: Silver Lining
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: Derek/Stiles
Character/s: Stiles
Summary: Stiles reflects over the last few years.
Warnings: Mention of character death
Word Count: 370
Prompt: #10 Reflection
Author's Notes: I've written this in a hurry because I wanted to submit it before going to bed, so apologies for any mistakes!
Life can be going great; you can look in the mirror and smile before going to school, bouncing up and down on the balls of your feet because Scott is coming over for dinner tonight and it's going to be awesome...
And then your mum is suddenly ripped away from your side, leaving you with a hole in your life that will never really go away.
-----
You can take a moment to look back, a moment to stop and think that you've almost rebuilt some semblance of normality. School is going OK, your Dad is almost his old self again, well as much as he's ever going to be, and just maybe things will be OK again one day...
And then your best friend gets bitten by a fucking werewolf.
-----
When things were really bad, in the middle there for a while, and Stiles kept thinking about everything that had happened in the last few years, he never would have guessed what the silver lining to come out of all this would be. Sometimes he'd imagine a future where he was away from everything here, maybe then he could be happy. Most of the while though, he was too busy looking back, reflecting over all that was and had been, to spare the time to look forward.
-----
Turns out his happy ending was always right in front of him though, and as he smiles when he sees Derek move to stand behind him, looking over his shoulder and into the mirror.
"Where were you?" Derek asks softly, concern in his voice.
"Just remembering," Stiles replies, and reaches behind him to cup Derek's jaw line. Having Derek doesn't magically make all that's gone before OK, but it makes it more bearable. It's taken them years to get here, but they've managed it, somehow.
They drive to the graveyard in relative silence. Derek pats Stiles on his shoulder, his hand lingering, before he heads over to the plot reserved for the Hales.
Stiles places the flowers on his mother's gravestone.
He can't tell what's going to happen next, he's learnt you never can, but he thinks she'd be happy with his now if she was here. He finally is.