Sterek Ficlets

I've Got Your Back & You've Got Mine

Derek always went to the same cafe to grade papers. Always. He always got the same thing to drink and he always sat in the booth in the far back. Yet when he went to do so today there was someone there. Derek wasn't happy about it. See that booth had one side against the wall which put his wolf at ease with nothing but the wall at his back. It was perfect and would allow him to see any and all threats.

It helped him but nooooo because now there was some stupid kid with a beanie, and glasses sitting there with a pen in his mouth, playing with it in a way that should have been obscene. Any other time Derek would have loved to let his wolf have what it wanted with the guy but not today, not when he had over fifty essays to grade. So, he put on his murder brows and stalked over to claim his spot. Shut up, it was his spot, okay.

The man—so not a kid in any way, shape or form—looked up when Derek got to the table and offered a quirked brow, pushing his glasses back up his nose. "Sup dude?"

Derek scowled harder. "You tell me. This is my spot."

The guy snorted and rolled his eyes as he went back to working on his laptop. "Okay then Sheldon."

Derek growled in annoyance. "I'm serious, kid."

The guy flicked his gaze up and his expression shifted into a glare. "First of all, I'm not a kid. I have two doctorate degrees. So back off. Second, if the table thing is your deal then sit across from me."

Derek made a fist, his claws popping. "I don't like having my back towards the door. So, you move to the other side."

The guy shook his head, gripping his pencil tightly. "No! I—" Derek quirked a brow, watching as the guy swallowed thickly, his throat clicking with the action. "I-I need to sit so I can see everything."

Derek paused at the slight bit of fear in the guy's voice. He relaxed slightly and tilted his head, noticing something he had missed. "You're a spark but you've faced the darkness."

The guy frowned at him. "You're a wolf and you've been burned."

Derek stiffened and nodded, his stomach swooping when the guy moved over so they could sit side by side. He offered a smile of thanks to the guy's smile of relief.

"I'm Stiles."

Derek nodded and firmly shook his hand. "Derek."

When their hands connected they both felt a thrumming and when their eyes locked, they flashed emerald green. They both stilled, nearly frozen with shock and yet a fountain of hope bubbled within them. Eyes that flashed in sync, that flashed emerald green, were the universal sign of True Mates.

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Six months later Stiles woke up screaming himself hoarse from a nightmare in a cold sweat, shaking uncontrollably only to be pulled into a soft but firm embrace.

Derek held his mate close in a protective embrace and in the darkness, Stiles revealed what happened with the Nogitsune. He whispered to Derek how he had been possessed and was turned in their efforts to defeat the demon. However, he turned into a fox and not a wolf. Derek loved him as he was and whispered as much over and over and over again until Stiles fell back to sleep.

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Not even a month later, there was a small fire in their kitchen and Derek froze. He ended up putting it out but shut himself in the bathroom, climbing into the tub fully clothed. He turned the shower on and made sure the water was freezing.

That was how Stiles found his mate. He didn't even hesitate to climb into the tub, not bothering to remove his own clothing or caring one bit about their state. Clothes were replaceable, Derek was not.

After a few minutes, Derek opened up about the fire that had killed his family and stuttered his way through explaining what happened with Kate.

Stiles whispered to Derek over and over that he loved him and that he was safe. Once Derek had calmed down, they took a hot shower and curled up together in bed.

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A year after they met they got married and moved into a new house, ready to start the next chapter of their lives.

"I love you, Sourwolf," Stiles whispered as they made love together.

Derek smiled and kissed his mate's nose as he locked his aventurine eyes with Stiles's amber ones. "And I love you, Bambi."

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Two years after they met they welcomed twins into the world. They named their little girls, Coraline who went by Cora and Klaudiya who went by Diya. It had been a shock but a welcome surprise that Stiles's had spark decided to gift the alpha wolf and the alpha mate with their own cubs.

Two years after that, when the twins were two years old, the alpha wolf and his fox spark mate rebuilt the Hale house together by hand, well, by hand, by paw and of course by spark.

Their third child, a boy they named Mikhail, who went by Mika, was born the first night they spent in their new home.

As the alpha and alpha mate, curled up together, their cubs sleeping peacefully between them, they couldn't help but thank the goddess.

Despite all the pain they had endured, despite all the tragedy and trauma they had borne, they were finally happy, healthy, safe and finally, finally they were home.