The Bravest of the Pack (Sterek)

Part Two

Vanilla and pine trees. That's what it smells like. He knew the pine smell all too well, it was the vanilla part that had taken longer to work out. Some nights, when he was sad, he smelled like cinnamon and ash. Other nights, like this one, it was the sweet-sickly smell of vanilla. He sniffed the air, following the smell of the crazy teen he'd learned to love. A small, sheepish smile formed on Derek's lips. He liked that smell.

Stiles pushed the shop door open slowly and breathed in the strong scent of cigarettes and antiseptic. His hands had started to shake as nerves kicked in, he felt pretty confident up until this point. He slowly and casually walked up to the front desk, trying to act as normal as possible. Well, normal for a spastic 18 year old with supernatural friends and ADHD... but lets not get into that.

"Hey, honey. How can I help you today?" The beautiful woman behind the desk looked up at Stiles with bright red glasses and an array of different piercings littering her face. Her arms were covered in incredible black and white tattoos. Stiles looked down to her shirt to see a name tag with 'Violet' written in bold.

"Hi, I've come to get this done" He said, his voice shaking slightly. The teen handed her a piece of paper with some writing on it. Violet looked at the paper and nodded.

"Sure, take a seat in the chair over there and I'll draw up a few designs for you" she pointed to a big cushioned reclined seat further down the shop. He gave the kind woman a small smile and went to sit down.

A little while later, Violet came over and sat in a chair next to Stiles with a happy look on her face.

"So" she began, handing Stiles the designs she had created "Here are a few, tell me if you don't like them and I'll make a couple more for you"

It didn't take him long to find the one he wanted. It had black swirled writing which read 'Everyone has it, but no one can lose it' with a small light orange and white fox behind it, along with a faint shadow accompanying the small creature.

"Great, where would you like it?" He pointed to the bottom left of his ribcage on the front of his torso.

"I know it's going to hurt and it's probably not the best place for my fist tattoo, but it just feels right" He said, giving Violet a smile.

"Okay, lets do this"