Sterek One Shots (boyxboy)

You've Got Blood In Your Pen

You've Got Blood In Your Pen (And My Name In Your Book) by AsagiStilinski
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If there was anyone around in this closed off, secluded, open wilderness part of the county, they probably would have heard the desperate, terrified screams coming out of the barn that night, "Oh shut UP with the screaming," came the exasperated sigh of the man leaning against one of the stables, "NO ONE is coming for you, obviously, no one can HEAR you, how long is it going to take for you to realize that? Or.. does it just hurt THAT much to have your junk cut off with plyers?" he shrugged to himself, pushing off of the stable and waltzing slowly towards the man on the ground, "I mean, I guess it probably does... wich, just so you know, was NOT my main motivation for doing it, I'm not a sadistic person... I like clean kills, clinical, just get it done and over with, see this isn't some kind of passion or cheap thrill of mine, I do it to make the world a better place... and all of that other crap that righteous people like me are supposed to say, you wanna know why I've left you sitting here for five minutes without your bits and peices?" he asked, tapping the plyers threateningly against the wall of the barn as he approached, "Because you used it against someone else, you took away someone else's own autonomy, you took away their right to have a choice, to have a say, you took everything from that poor girl... and now I'm gonna take everything from you," he bent down, the screams intensifying as he angled the pliers the right way, "You stuffed a rag in her mouth, and took away her voice so she couldn't scream anymore, so now, I'm gonna take away YOUR voice too," he moved the pliers closer, setting the metal on the man's throat as the screaming continued, "I have to admit though.... I've always wondered what vocal chords look like up close,"

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He felt that he really should stop being surprised by new neighbors, they seemed to come and go like the wind around here after all... for some reason.... still he couldn't help but get a little nervous every time the moving truck pulled up and he began to fidget, usually meeting the mysterious new neighbor even just once would tell him what kind of person they were and he could better estimate how much of a threat they were, unfortunately, as he would find out later that day, this was not always the case, and even after being in constant contact with the new neighbor for months, he still wouldn't quite have a grasp on what kind of person he was.... this didn't stop him from trying though and without hesitation he slipped on his shoes and ran to the door, deciding there was no better time than the present and trekking across to the next house over

"Hey!" he shouted with a freindly smile, the man who was in the middle of moving some boxes turned- and wow was he hot like burning, like "Uptown Funk" is clearly about him wow- and wiped some sweat from his forehead, "Can I help you?" he asked, blinking innocently at him, ok, if ever there was a time when there was not enough air in the outside world... "I'm Stiles," he blurted out, swallowing nervously and rubbing the back of his neck, "I um, live across the street? Well... right next door actually.. um... howdy neighbor," he said with a grin, "Derek," the other man said softly, giving him a curt nod before turning back to his boxes, "Need any help?" Stiles offered, "I'm fine," Derek replied, Stiles nodded slowly, nose twitching, and just as he was about to start trying to scrape up a "So how's the weather?" kind of question the sound of barking saved him, "You have a dog?" he smiled, "Dogs," Derek corrected, "Where?" he asked eagerly, "Car," ok, so Derek was obviously the king of answering questions in two syllables or less, Stiles could live with that, he ran over to the car and peeked in, seeing a little Yorkie staring back at him and climbing up against the car door to start barking, "Awwwww what a lil' cutie!!" he cooed, only to have a massive *WOOF!* blast right in his ear when he turned and saw a German Sherpherd standing right beside the Yorkie, "Holy God..." he muttered, clutching his chest in shock when the much, MUCH larger dog just sat there, panting at him, before launching into another earth shattering *WOOF!*, "Yeah ok thank you," Stiles squeaked, taking a step back, he could hear Derek snicker in the background and he glared at his back, the guy probably only bought the tiny one just to lure in unsuspecting dog lovers like Stiles so the behemoth could scare the crap out of them.... "I have cats," he noted abruptly, "I'm gonna go get 'em, you should meet 'em, you, not you know Jessie and James here, but you, you should meet my cats," he said awkwardly, racing into his house as fast as he could, mostly because he just knew if he stood there any longer either the dog would eat him or he would die of embarrassment, but still..... the guy, Derek, seemed like a pretty minimal threat, and his dogs- although loud, didn't appear dangerous, their barking on the other hand.... Stiles would have to learn how to get around that barking somehow in the future.....