Stiles wanted to play too and brought his own bat. Some of the wolves snickered and sneered, all while pointing at the human. They all thought it was ridiculous to let a human play and grumbled about someone bringing him instead of leaving him behind.
They all watched with mixed expressions as Stiles took his place at home plate and as the pitcher, their very own Derek Hale, threw the ball, they went silent. Stiles had knocked it deep into the preserve and nobody moved.
Stiles just smirked. "What? Did you think I was just a scrawny human?" His eyes glowed. "Bitches please."
The wolves howled, impressed with the sight and Derek ran up to Stiles who was beaming at him. "Putting us all in our place, huh?"
Stiles flipped the bat up to lay against his shoulder. "Mhm. I mean leaving me in bed while you go play supernatural baseball under the moon in a rainstorm with your wolfy friends was a dick move but on the bright side you'll totally win now."
Derek sighed fondly. "I shouldn't have left you out. I'm a dick."
Stiles hummed and slipped one arm around Derek's neck. "Yeah, but you're my dick."
YOU ARE READING
Sterek Ficlets
Fiksi PenggemarThis book is a collection of Sterek (Stiles Stilinski & Derek Hale) ficlets. You can think of them as short stories. There will be some chapters with mature content and a few that will venture to explicit. Those will always have a warning at the beg...
