Sterek Shorts

First Tattoo

"Der!" Stiles called, heading down the steps.

"Yes?"

"Can you give me a tattoo?"

Stiles walked to the backroom where Derek's at-home tattoo parlor was.

"For real?"

"It's either this or piercings," Stiles shrugged.

"Do you know what and where?"

"Yes, I do actually."

Stiles sat on the chair in front of Derek and showed him a picture of a tattoo that looked like the skin was cracking.

"On my side, rib area."

"You do know that this will hurt and take several hours, right?"

"Duh."

Derek shrugged with a sigh. "Take off your shirt."

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Stiles winced as he sat down, letting out a curse.

"I told you."

"I know! Quit getting on my ass about it!"

"I would but you're in pain."

"Oh hush you!"

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Stiles, when it healed, looked at his tattoo in the mirror. Derek came up behind him and ran his finger down the tattoo.

"It looks good on you," he whispered.

"I know right!" Stiles smiled.

Derek walked away from Stiles, flinging his hand over his head, "Zoom!"

"What?" Stiles looked at him. "Oh!"

"You're an idiot."

Stiles held him arms out, following Derek. "Come back!"