Just broke college student things (Sterek)

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It was Stiles' fault, well sort of. You see that "stunt" he pulled, saving Derek, while he was still an intern, is the reason he's no longer one. He got kicked out, plain and simple.

So he had to resort to plan b, go for many long years to become a forensic scientist at a college in New York. He easily got in, especially after they learnt he used to be an FBI intern, despite applying late.

It wasn't so bad, he was learning similar stuff to what he would have at the internship, except the self-defence, which he had plenty of already.

He didn't have any friends in his classes but he did meet a girl, Julia, a photography student. She had made it clear that she was a lesbian and said the only reason they hang out is because Stiles is gorgeous, a perfect model.

Stiles assured her he wouldn't hit on her, he wasn't even looking to be with anyone until he graduated, not wanting to be distracted again.

They were friends, they hung out often, conversing fluently in sarcasm and Stiles helped her out with her assignments, modelling for her.

But not everything was perfect. Stiles fell straight into the broke college student trope. He had resorted to frozen meals and noodles for food. He told Julia after a while and she jokingly suggested selling pictures of himself on some weird kink website.

Stiles had genuinely considered it. He didn't feel comfortable sending creepy people naked photos of himself but he was desperate to eat something that didn't take like it's gone off.

Julia explained he didn't have to send nudes, there were plenty of clothing-based kinks, and he could make quite a bit doing so. She even offered to take the pictures so he could make more selling "professional" pictures.

Somehow they were actually considered doing it. They decided to try one photo to see how much they could make. They went second-hand shopping for something, deciding to go for a femboy-ish look. Nothing too over the top, a grey pleated knee-length skirt, which was maybe not quite at knee length on him, a black crop top and a chocker.

Julia had brought some extra stuff by herself, knee-high socks, make-up, and some accessories. The day finally came to take the pictures, Julia had rented out the school's studio and had the only key, locking the door. Stiles would be lying if he said it didn't scare him.

He honestly wasn't embarrassed to wear such clothes, he never really understood why people thought it was wrong for guys to wear skirts and whatnot, not that he ever really cared what he wore. And he had been a model for Julia so many times that he knew exactly what every order and hand movement meant. He was even fine wearing make-up, doing so for previous shoots.

But something about the fact strangers are gonna pay for his pictures and probably even get off looking at them. The fact that he had to pose in such vulnerable positions, opting for sweet innocent instead of flirty sensual because that felt more natural to him.

The picture they chose for their experiment was one of him sitting on the floor, legs splayed beneath him, looking up at the camera making doe eyes. Julia had given him her cardigan thinking it made him more adorable, it hung on his elbows, sleeves pulled over his hands, one of which was brought to his mouth, biting his nail. The other hand is in his lap.

Stiles could hardly recognise himself. So neat and put together, innocent, all his mischief hidden behind his eyes. He wouldn't lie, he looked good but it didn't really match his personality.

They posted the picture, and as expected he didn't get many buyers for the first few days. But after a week his page seemed to explode with people buying and commenting on his picture. He got private messages asking what his schedule was, when he was gonna post more, what he was gonna post, and people straight up flirting with him.

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