Easy As Pie

The Bar

It was a beautiful night. He didn't want to be there but he went out because his roommate was driving him nuts. Isaac assured him that one night at the local bar is just what he needed. So Stiles Stilinski put on his favorite pair of orange shorts with a nice orange top from Aeropostale, slipped into his green boat shoes and left a note for Scott. He walked out of the apartment and plugged in his headphones. The walk was short and when he walked into the pseudo Italian-Irish bar, he spotted Isaac right away. The bar was empty and for the most part Stiles was grateful. No chance of meeting a cute guy and getting distracted he thought. After two beers were ordered and Isaac got into the flow of telling riddles to both the really sexy bartender and Stiles, new people came in. Everything was fine until a brunette walked in and sat down. Stiles looked at the new guy with intensity. He looked so cool, like he was there to have fun.

The conversation was easy. The new guy spoke to Isaac about his education and what cooking shows he liked. Stiles kept his eyes on his beer and his fries not wanting to stare too much and give it away. For a while Stiles was rarely interacting with the guy (whose name he later learned was Derek). It wasn't until Derek went for a smoke outside that Isaac suggested they play a game of pool. Almost instantly they were joined by Lydia and Jackson who were more than up for a game of pool. Stiles walked over to the pool area with them but insisted he was not going to play. Derek walked back into the bar and joined them which made it nearly impossible for Stiles to ignore him. He kept catching himself staring at Derek's ass and he was pulled into flirting with him. It was harmless at first. Some hair tossing, leaning against the table when Derek was shooting and making him scratch was all that happened. Stiles didn't even think Derek was into him. Honestly, it just felt like the guy had been having one too many drinks and was going with the flow.

About halfway through the night and pool games, Stiles noticed Greek letters hanging from Derek's neck. "So you're in a fraternity? What's that like?" Stiles asked with a sneer. Why not give the guy a hard time just for the fun of it. Derek looked down at his necklace and nodded.

"Yeah. Sigma Pi. We have one of the highest GPAs on campus." He seemed proud. Almost instantly he spilled out more about his fraternity. Stiles listened with passing interest. The only thing he could think about was how cute the guy was and how they should be having hot sex. The dude was clearly straight; a fate Stiles knows will not go well with his but he couldn't resist. He wanted to intertwine his body with Derek and deal with the self-esteem problems that come from straight chasing later. After a few more games followed by a round where they played doubles and Stiles spent his entire time distracting Derek, Stiles went outside for fresh air. It just so happened that Derek was outside for a smoking break and was walking back when Stiles stopping in front of the bar's entrance to look at the night sky. "Hey you!" Derek said with quite a slur. He stumbled over and Stiles chuckled. God the guy was cute even in his drunkenness!

"You're drunk." Stiles says with a laugh. Derek shakes his head as if to say no but he stumbles yet again. "Can you even walk?" Derek tries but fails and Stiles laughs yet again. He takes a seat on the curb beside Derek and for a minute they don't speak.

"You're so mysterious." Derek says. His eyes sparkle and for a second Stiles considers abandoning all reservations and going in for a kiss right there. The guy looks at him like he's waiting for Stiles to fill in the blank.

"What do you mean?" Stiles says playing with his hair a bit. He was nervous. He wanted Derek so bad but he knew better. You don't go back to straight chasing after coming out and being out for so long. It's unhealthy. Derek looked at him and shook his head as he laughed softly.

"Shut your face. you know what I mean. I can't figure you out." Derek starts fidgeting with his pockets and Stiles looks at him with curiosity.

"What are you looking for?" Stiles laughs a little. Shut your face is so juvenile. It's what guys say to you when they like you. In Middle school. So Stiles laughs a little more. He shakes his head and Derek opens his mouth to speak.