It’s not exactly Derek/Stiles but in my opinion if it was to ever happen and stiles was to actually ask Derek if he found him attractive it would be something like this story on ff.net
Fill - Derek/Stiles; unresolved stiles tension (1/?)bohemie_reverieAugust 13 2011, 05:08:52 UTC
OP, I wanted to make this a “five four times fic,” so I hope that’s okay! Here are the first two times (and hopefully the rest this weekend /cough/ that is, if I didn't ruin your prompt and you actually want to see the rest, haha.)
Unresolved Stiles Tension (or Four Times Stiles Asked If Derek Found Him Attractive, and the One Time Derek Actually Answered)
1.
Other than himself, Stiles hasn't ever met anyone who eats like they've never seen food before. He considers it a one-of-a-kind talent.
Until he puts a Tupperware of leftover pizza down in front of Derek, and Derek packs away two of the three slices before Stiles can even finish saying 'sausage and pepperoni.'
It comes out more like 'sausage and pepper-okayyy,' and he takes a heavy seat across the table, beat to hell from the day
( ... )
Re: Fill - Derek/Stiles; unresolved stiles tension (1/?)bohemie_reverieAugust 13 2011, 07:56:58 UTC
*squees*
I LOVE this so much, just so perfectly written! Can't wait for the rest :D
"Not the right time?" Stiles’s face goes slack, hands raised in surrender. "Fine. Okay. Message received." He stumbles a few steps back, feeling like a third wheel. Again. "I’ll just be over here, kicking rocks." ♥ ♥ ♥
Re: Fill - Derek/Stiles; unresolved stiles tension (2/3)bohemie_reverieAugust 14 2011, 03:42:58 UTC
3.
"So Danny, he, uh, I think he really liked you, huh!" Stiles gets his hands on Derek's shoulders, like he's rubbing his prize fighter down after a championship match.
Derek jerks away from him and snatches his jacket off the bed, stuffing himself into it with a fury.
Okay then. "What do you, uh," Stiles bumbles into his own jacket, forcing a laugh. "What do you, uh, think about that? Do you think he's attractive? I mean, if you like the-- the too-perfect look, right? Is that your type or--"
Derek slants forward and fists a hand in Stiles's coat collar, yanks him right up into him, face a lifetime of nightmares. "This is not the time. We have stuff to do. You need to get over this thing and shut up."
"Sure, right, awesome," Stiles wheezes, as Derek drags him tripping out of the room.
4.
"By the way, one more thing?"
"Yeah?"
Derek reaches over and slams Stiles’s head into the steering wheel.
"Oh god--" feels like someone just stabbed a pipe through his face! "What the hell was th
( ... )
Re: Fill - Derek/Stiles; unresolved stiles tension (3/3)bohemie_reverieAugust 14 2011, 04:39:07 UTC
+1
Stiles slips in the grass trying to get Derek out to his jeep. He hobbles a close save, but Derek gets jostled anyway, groans wet and leans even harder into him. There's something slick between them that Stiles doesn't want to think about, Derek's blood and guts probably, spilling from where he'd pulled the wires out of him. Just not right. "It's okay--" he grits, sending off futile wishes that he were way more prepared for this. "We're okay, almost there. It's right there, I swear to god. I had to park way out here so they wouldn't know, otherwise--"
"Stiles," Derek ruffs. "...I'm injured, not dying. It's okay."
"Yeah, well I've really had enough of people getting injured tonight, all right?" They come up on his jeep finally, thank god. He hefts Derek against his side just long enough to get a hand free and pop the door open. The light coming on is a small comfort. "Actually, I've had enough of it the last sixteen years. I'm done with pain, okay? Quote me on it
( ... )
Re: Fill - Derek/Stiles; unresolved stiles tension (3/3)bohemie_reverieAugust 14 2011, 06:36:04 UTC
Aww, I've wanted some hurt/comfort/romance with Stiles finding Derek post-torture. Thank you. I got the feeling too that that comment with Stiles not caring about Derek was weird, but sometimes when there's "too much" unexpected chemistry between characters they attempt to douse it a little.
Derek does :)
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Unresolved Stiles Tension (or Four Times Stiles Asked If Derek Found Him Attractive, and the One Time Derek Actually Answered)
1.
Other than himself, Stiles hasn't ever met anyone who eats like they've never seen food before. He considers it a one-of-a-kind talent.
Until he puts a Tupperware of leftover pizza down in front of Derek, and Derek packs away two of the three slices before Stiles can even finish saying 'sausage and pepperoni.'
It comes out more like 'sausage and pepper-okayyy,' and he takes a heavy seat across the table, beat to hell from the day ( ... )
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I LOVE this so much, just so perfectly written! Can't wait for the rest :D
"Not the right time?" Stiles’s face goes slack, hands raised in surrender. "Fine. Okay. Message received." He stumbles a few steps back, feeling like a third wheel. Again. "I’ll just be over here, kicking rocks."
♥ ♥ ♥
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...and it's AMAZING ♥♥♥♥♥
more please asap
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Me gusta ;)
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"So Danny, he, uh, I think he really liked you, huh!" Stiles gets his hands on Derek's shoulders, like he's rubbing his prize fighter down after a championship match.
Derek jerks away from him and snatches his jacket off the bed, stuffing himself into it with a fury.
Okay then. "What do you, uh," Stiles bumbles into his own jacket, forcing a laugh. "What do you, uh, think about that? Do you think he's attractive? I mean, if you like the-- the too-perfect look, right? Is that your type or--"
Derek slants forward and fists a hand in Stiles's coat collar, yanks him right up into him, face a lifetime of nightmares. "This is not the time. We have stuff to do. You need to get over this thing and shut up."
"Sure, right, awesome," Stiles wheezes, as Derek drags him tripping out of the room.
4.
"By the way, one more thing?"
"Yeah?"
Derek reaches over and slams Stiles’s head into the steering wheel.
"Oh god--" feels like someone just stabbed a pipe through his face! "What the hell was th ( ... )
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Stiles slips in the grass trying to get Derek out to his jeep. He hobbles a close save, but Derek gets jostled anyway, groans wet and leans even harder into him. There's something slick between them that Stiles doesn't want to think about, Derek's blood and guts probably, spilling from where he'd pulled the wires out of him. Just not right. "It's okay--" he grits, sending off futile wishes that he were way more prepared for this. "We're okay, almost there. It's right there, I swear to god. I had to park way out here so they wouldn't know, otherwise--"
"Stiles," Derek ruffs. "...I'm injured, not dying. It's okay."
"Yeah, well I've really had enough of people getting injured tonight, all right?" They come up on his jeep finally, thank god. He hefts Derek against his side just long enough to get a hand free and pop the door open. The light coming on is a small comfort. "Actually, I've had enough of it the last sixteen years. I'm done with pain, okay? Quote me on it ( ... )
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