Sterek Imagines

Major Mistakes

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Stiles

"Just these, please." Stiles said with a goofy grin. The young girl behind the counter with the name tag that read Kylea, gave him a knowing smirk as he placed the box of twelve ultra-thin condoms onto the counter. Stiles reached for his wallet, and pulled out some cash.

"Big night planned?" She giggled. She scanned the box as a blush made its way on her cheeks.

"Very big." Stiles winked. Stiles was on his A-game. His confidence was through the roof, and he was happier than ever. She took the money from Stiles and began to count out his change.

"No thanks. Keep it." He grinned as she tried to hand him the money. The girl retreated the money and gaped at him.

"Sir, this is fifteen dollars and thirty seven cents." Kylea furrowed her eyebrows. Nobody who came into the store was ever this nice to her. She dealt with rude costumers who treated her like shit every day. So a big tip like this from someone nice was almost too good to be true.

"Seriously, keep it. Pretty girl like you deserves." Stiles grabbed the box off of the counter and strode towards the door. He's the type of person who shares his happiness. He can't help it. All it takes is some kind words and a nice gesture to really change someone's day around. After the nogitsune made Stiles do all of those awful things, it was really the only way he could cope with himself. Stiles pushed those thoughts away as he got into his jeep. Tonight was special. Tonight was important. Tonight was their night. It was like there was something in the air. He just couldn't shake it off. As he drove to Derek's loft he got a text from him.

"Hey babe. I forgot to pick up something crucial. Let meet at mine at 9 instead of 8. Love you." Read his text from Derek. Stiles was sure Derek was up to something. Maybe he didn't have any matches to light all the candles. Maybe he spilled the expensive wine on the sheets by accident. Maybe he forgot a bow for his gift. Stiles was grinning like a maniac just thinking about it. Then he got a little mischievous, and decided to ignore Derek's text and drive over anyway. That was the first major mistake made that night.

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When Stiles got to Derek's loft it was empty of Derek. The lights were all off and Stiles was met with nothing but silence. He didn't even make it to the bedroom when there was a hand over his eyes and a rag over his mouth and nose. Everything has dad had told him came rushing back. All thoughts of Derek and their anniversary were gone. Stiles held his breath. Trying not to breath in any of the chemicals. He instantly started to struggle and kicked out. Someone grabbed his legs and tied his ankles together. Stiles couldn't help it, he had to breathe. Taking a breath Stiles began to go limp, and his mind began to go unconscious.

Stiles had been too excited to notice the group of hunters until it was too late.

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Derek

"You told me you'd have it fixed by now! You fucked it up the first time. This time better be perfect." Derek was frantic. He was driving a little too fast, and he was yelling into the phone. Everything was supposed to be perfect. Stiles meant so much to Derek. His gift could not be ruined like this. "No, no, no! I can't wait until tomorrow! You're going to ruin our anniversary!" The lady on the other end of the phone continued to recite they're policies. "I don't care if it's after your business hours. I need to pick up my order now. I will be there in fifteen and I'm begging you to please have it ready." Derek hung up and tossed his phone to the side. He ran his fingers through his hair and pulled angrily on it.