Stale Hale's Teen Wolf Fan Art Drabbles

Hey, Asshole (Sterek)

***Brief scene of bad touch, but it could also be seen as attempted rape***

Stiles hums under his breath as he digs through his locker, he's thinking about what he has to do later, and he bites his lip as he feels someone walking into the room. He turns his head slightly, mostly so he can whomever it is through his peripheral vision, and he frowns. "What are you doing here, Theo?" Stiles asks him, rolling his eyes as he shoves his workout clothes into his locker with an aggravated sigh. Theo smirks at him, it reminds him of Peter, and he leans his back against the locker. He feels like Theo is stalking him like prey, and he hates that he suddenly feels trapped in the locker room. Normally, Coach stays until all the players are gone but he left early for some reason. Stiles really hopes that reason isn't anything that Theo caused.

"I'm just here to get something." Theo says, vaguely as his eyes trace all of Stiles' movement as he follows him when he moves through the row of lockers. "I think that we need to have a little talk, Stiles." Theo says to him, and Stiles shakes his head as he eyes the door.

"I don't think so." Stiles says, looking at him but he sees Theo eyeing him. Stiles looks at him before he tries to bolt towards the door but Theo easily stop him by slamming him into the lockers. Stiles winces when he hits the hard metal with a soft groan of pain. "Let me go." Stiles tells him, as calmly as possible so Theo doesn't know that he's freaking out by this.

"I don't think so." Theo tells him, running his hand down Stiles' thigh as he pushes him against the locker.

"Get the fuck off of me!" Stiles screams, finding his voice. He knows that he can't stay silent if he's being attacked or touched, and he's a little proud of himself that he said that so loudly. He hopes that Coach heard him or someone, and the blind hope that Scott heard him fades when he remembers that he's at home. Theo laughs as he shakes his head, and he jams his leg in between Stiles'.

"This is going to so much worse for you if you fight me." Theo tells him, burying his face into Stiles' throat. "Fight me. I like it." Theo growls to him, and Stiles whines as he feels his teeth graze over his throat.

"Theo, please." Stiles whispers, and Theo smiles against his skin.

"Hey, asshole! He said get off." Derek Hale growls, and Stiles feels his heart skip a beat in relief.

Theo smirks as he backs away to look at him, he doesn't this guy, and Stiles watches him. "And what are you going to do about it?" Theo asks him, his hand tracing Stiles' thigh as he smirks at him.

Stiles jumps when Derek slams a locker door into Theo's face, and Theo drops down unconscious on to the locker floor. "How did you rip that off without me hearing?" Stiles asks him, looking at him in shock. Derek raises an eyebrow at him as he kicks Theo's side for good measure, and he helps Stiles towards the door.

"Does it matter?" Derek asks him, and Stiles scoffs as he clutches his arm. "You're going to tell me who that is." Derek says, looking at Theo's body.

Requested by: Dini_Stilinski_Hale