Sterek One Shots (boyxboy)

Skin That's Drawn To Look Like Yours

Skin That's Drawn To Look Like Yours by TheHalfDrunkMonkey
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It's at Stiles' insistence to "find a normal hobby" that he ends up signing his name on the little dotted line for the community center's art course. He's an okay artist not the best but certainly not the worst. He's seen Melissa try to draw thank you very much. He doesn't know exactly what to expect, he just knows that the course is offered on his one scheduled day off every week, and that it will get Stiles off his back.

The day of the first class is seemingly calm enough. He thinks it's a good sign. It's not overly crowded as he pulls into the parking lot but it's full enough that he has a bit of a walk. He doesn't mind it, just watches people go by as he head inside wearing civilian clothes. He's empty handed aside from the check he's supposed to give to the instructor for supplies. It's a woman probably a decade or so his senior with a wide smile on her soft face as she hands them all easel sketchbooks.

He lingers to watch people so the two free spots left are on either side of one Derek Hale. He's not surprised that the town folk are still so wary of him. He doesn't even trust Derek fully, he's seen the younger man do too much damage, intentional or not. In his own head he justifies leaving Stiles' safety to the man, as they run around saving the town, by the fact that Scott is around too. Still, he takes the spot to Derek's left and just rolls his eyes when the younger man very intentionally doesn't look at him.

Telling the man to relax only seems like it would make him more tense, so he sits in the hard plastic chair and focuses on the instructor. It's about the time she starts setting the ground rules that he figures out exactly what "Life Model" means. Well no wonder Derek's so tense then. He doesn't think anyone would be comfortable drawing a nude person while next to the Sheriff that had arrested them more than once. Well, hopefully Derek won't be any more inclined to tell Stiles than he is at this point. Neither of them would be able to live it down.

He lets the woman, Lucille, lull him into focusing on only his sketchbook as she talks about how sometimes, separate shapes can be easier to draw than a human being as a whole. Their model comes in wearing a robe and sits on the stool with a cloth draped around his waist. It is probably a good idea to ease them into this.

He spends an hour and a half drawing the model in three different positions on three different pages of his book. Lucille just waders around and talks gently on how to change the shape of something to make it look more human. When she stops behind Derek she doesn't say anything for a long time.

"Here for practice rather than lessons?"

Derek only nods once stiffly and she moves on without any more questions. He ponders Derek Hale while he finishes out the lesson and drives home. He doesn't say anything to Stiles about the classes other than it was interesting and Stiles doesn't say anything about them even after he's been around Derek so he assumes he's safe.

The second week they draw the same man fully nude and the third week they draw a woman. It surprises him that he's more comfortable drawing men than woman, yet at the same time it doesn't. Claudia was still very firmly in his heart. He focuses on the woman's arm and shoulder that day rather than drawing a full body. Lucille didn't say anything about it, only traced gently over the paper to help him form lightly curled fingers.

The fourth week it's a different woman, older and softer around the middle and he feels a little less pressure. He draws her face and most of he body stopping halfway down her shins. He finds it somewhat funny that the only other man in the room is in such a hurry to leave after that he trips into both Derek and himself knocking their supplies to the floor in the process. He's not going to judge people for who they like.

He intended to take his things upstairs and change into something not covered in charcoal dust, but he's got a basketball game tioved. He's pretty sure he falls asleep on the couch halfway through the third quarter. He only wakes up when the couch next to him sinks down and paper scuffs against cloth lightly. Stiles is looking through his sketchbook with a thoughtful face.