"I don't know Derek. Are you sure we should go through with this? I mean, not even Scott knows I like to dress like a girl." Stiles scratched the back of his neck. "Stiles, if you don't want to we don't have to. I just thought it would be nice to introduce Stella to them as my girlfriend." Derek explained as he kissed Stiles' temple. Stiles smiled at the gesture. "Okay, I'll do it." He then batted his long lashes. "Do I get the credit card to buy myself a nice outfit?" Derek pretended to think it over. "No." Stiles pouted. "You get the boyfriend to take you out to the mall to buy you a nice outfit with his credit card." Stiles squealed and hugged him tightly. "You're the best!" He kissed Derek's scruffy cheek as Derek laughed. "Come on, let's go." Stiles led him down to the Jeep and then began to talk animatedly about this dress he had been eyeing. "It's in the shop Culture in the mall a couple hours away but it's such a pretty color. It's a nice teal that comes down to my knees and it has quarter inch thick straps. It's sewed to bunch up a little at my waist and I think you'll like it too." Stiles rambled as he drove. Derek only smiled fondly. "Stiles, if you like it, that's good enough for me." Stiles flashed a grin towards him. "You're so good to me, Der." At the closest red light, he leaned across the console to place a kiss on Derek's cheek. "Anything for you." Derek replied.
"This way, this way, this way!" Stiles pulled the werewolf along to Culture. Derek let him do as he pleased. "It's this one Derek."
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(Ignore the creepy woman wearing it)
Derek smiled at his choice. "You'll look beautiful Stiles." Stiles smiled broadly as he kissed Derek's cheek. "I'll be back!" He said as he ran into the dressing room. Derek gave a chuckle as he browsed the other dresses. Personally he loved when Stiles wore red but it was his boyfriend's choice. Stiles walked out wearing the dress. Derek smiled again. "You look lovely Stiles." He kissed the human, savoring the taste of orange on his tongue. He pulled away, leaving a blushing Stiles behind. "Bad wolf." He playfully punched the werewolf's shoulder. Derek trapped his hand and nipped his knuckles lightly. "Do you want to buy this?" Stiles nodded, smoothing the skirt. "Yeah and I have a pair of black flats that would go nicely with this." He fiddled with the diamond stud in his ear. "Can I get a new pair of earrings? Please?" Stiles asked with puppy dog eyes. Derek internally groaned. "Yes." Stiles grinned and kissed the tip of his nose before going to dress in his clothes again.
Derek was then dragged around the mall, the number of bags he was carrying was increasing at an alarming rate. He should have known better than to let his adorable partner bat his Bambi eyes and take his credit card away from him without a moment's notice. Stiles was having a field day as the duo hit nearly every store. "Stiles do you need all these things?" Stiles froze and turned to look at him, hurt evident in his eyes as the scent of embarrassment fell of him in waves. "I-I'm so sorry, Derek...here I am wasting all your money..." He covered his face in his hands as the salty scent of tears fell down his cheeks. Derek's eyes widened. "No, no, that isn't it at all Stiles!" The alpha set the bags down and pulled his mate into a hug, kissing his forehead and wiping the tears. "I didn't mean it at all like that." Stiles smiled faintly at him, wiping his tears. "I'm sorry. I'm crying here like a baby in the middle of the mall." He walked on ahead of Derek, leaving the wolf confused before picking up the bags and following his mate.
Stiles was mortified. Here he was spending a delightful day at the mall with his boyfriend when he breaks down at a simple sentence! Stiles covered the upper half of his face as he tried his best to keep his emotions under control. "Stiles!" His head shot out of his hand to see Steve. He smiled and laughed as the two crossdressers embraced. "Darling, it's been too long!" Stiles rolled his eyes. "It's only been two months." Steve scoffed. "See? Too damn long!" He hugged the lanky teen tightly. Derek growled, causing the two to jump apart. Stiles giggled quietly. "Steve, this is Derek, my boyfriend." He hugged the werewolf tightly, his head pressed against the firm muscle underneath the green Henley. Steve squealed, jumping in place. "Awww, you guys are so cute! You make a pretty good pair." Stiles gave him a bitch face. "We make the best pair." At this, Steve only laughed and laced his arm with Stiles as the two walked on, talking about the latest fashion. Derek let out a long, suffering sigh. "You too?" Derek turned his head to see the bartender from the night he found out about Stella. He nodded once as both men observed the load their partners had put on them. "Yeah, I made the mistake of saying he had control of my credit card." The red haired bartender shook his head. "I made the mistake of offering help." The two shared a grim smile before following the pair in front of them.
Steve was looking at a pair of shoes when Stiles sat beside him. "Steve...do you think I'm annoying?" Steve raised a dark eyebrow. "No, who said you were?" Stiles chewed on his bottom lip. "No one...but...I can't help but feel I annoy Derek." Steve stiffened, rage in his eyes as he stood up, dragging Stiles behind him by the wrist.
Derek was talking with the red haired man whom (he learned) was named Xavier. "So you didn't freak out when you found out he was a guy?" Derek questioned as he leaned against the back of the bench. "Nah, the club where I work usually gets crossdressers and transgender." Xavier shrugged as he laced his fingers together behind his head. "That's co-" Derek was dragged up by the iron grip Steve had on the front of his shirt. "WHO THE EFFING HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TO MAKE MY BEST FRIEND FEEL BAD ABOUT HIMSELF?! YOU WANNA EFFING GO HALE?!?!" Xavier jumped up to his feet. "Steve babe-" Steve whirled around, pointing to him. "DON'T EFFING START WITH ME!" Stiles pulled away. "Steve, I didn't mean for you to lose your damn mind!" Derek hit the ground with a thud as Steve let go of his shirt. "Lose my mind? Lose MY mind?!" He started to shake Stiles, grabbing his arms. Xavier sighed and wrapped his arms around the slim crossdresser. "Calm down babe."
Derek stumbled out of the mall clutching Stiles' bags as Stiles stormed ahead. Xavier caught up with the two of them. "I'm really sorry about Steve...he's a really good guy, he just...gets a little keyed up about his friends and Stiles is one of his absolute best friends." Derek held up a hand. "I wouldn't expect anything less but beware if you hurt Steve. You think he's bad...he has nothing on Stiles."
So I'm going to make Stella its own independent book because I am just so in love with the idea and there will only be one more one shot for this so keep an eye out for Stella Stilinski.
