A/N: AU, four times Derek and Stiles pretend to be in a relationship... and that one time they didn't have to.
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(1)
"I already have a boyfriend!"
Stiles didn't mean to say that out loud but the dude was so annoying. He had been all up on Stiles' business. He just wanted to study in peace but the guy just kept on bugging him.
Don't get him wrong; Drew was good looking, brown hair, green eyes and a total hunk, but he was a playboy and annoying as fuck.
"Look, Drew, you're really nice but if my boyfriend sees you hanging around with me, you'd never see the light of day again." Stiles said as he started to gather his things.
When he was about to leave, Drew grabbed his wrist and said, "C'mon, Stiles, give me a chance... I'll make it worth your while."
"Let go of me, Drew!" Stiles tried to pry his hand away but Drew's grip tightened that he could actually feel it bruising.
"He said let go, asshole."
Stiles looked and saw Derek grab the hand that was holding Stiles' wrist and he felt the grip loosened while Drew's face contorted in pain.
"What the hell man!? Let go of me!" Drew blurted out and Derek let go.
Derek immediately pulled Stiles close and said, "If I see you lurking around him again, I'll rip your throat out."
And with that, Drew scampered away like a wounded animal.
"Thanks for your help." Stiles said as they watched Drew trip and fall as he ran away as fast as his legs would allow.
Derek grunted in response as he grabbed Stiles' laptop bag from the grassy ground and started walking towards the parking area.
Stiles giggled and then followed the Alpha while he asked if he wanted to eat some curly fries and burgers.
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(2)
"Hey, handsome. Would you like to buy me a drink?"
Derek looked up and saw a woman with red hair, brown eyes and a voluptuous body leaning towards him, clearly shoving her boobs right at him.
He sighed as he took a sip of his beer and said, "Sorry, I'm with someone."
She giggled as she traced her fingers over Derek's hand, "Oh, sweetie, don't be like that..."
But before Derek could say more, an arm suddenly snaked around his waist and a warm pair of lips pressed on his scruffy cheek, "Hey, babe. Sorry I'm late..."
He glanced as Stiles smiled at him sweetly. He shook his head and said, "It's okay... You wanna dance?"
They left the woman looking dumbfounded.
Stiles chuckled as he began grinding back on Derek, "You're welcome, by the way."
Derek's hands were on his waist and said, "I could've handled that situation by myself, you know."
"Yea, but she would've taken it as a sign of a challenge and then you'd even have a harder time getting rid of her." Stiles said as he faced him with wide grin on his face.
They were even now.
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(3)
The third time that it happened was completely by accident.
