Sterek One-Shots

On a Mission

AN: beware: super short but I've been updating everyday and I'm not about to break that streak. Enjoy this secret agents AU!
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Stiles looks around quickly before darting out from behind the building clad in all black, moving with soundless footsteps. He's supposed to be getting all the information that his enemy's base holds. He didn't expect to be as difficult as it is.

Looking up, Stiles sees a ledge of a window jutting out from the building and jumps up to grab the edge of it. He pulls himself up and pushes open the window before climbing inside.

After he's downloaded all their information onto a flash drive, he sneaks back out of the building and gets into a blue car. Black was too suspicious and red would stand out too much. As he's driving away, a motorcycle appears behind him. At first he writes it off as nothing but then gets suspicious when it follows him off the highway.

"Great, just what I need," Stiles mutters but grins when he hears a gunshot. Normally, the window would shatter but Stiles just made sure bulletproof glass was installed in the car. "Tried to shoot at my windows, aye? Now you're in for it."

Stiles swerves off the road, heading into an abandoned parking lot of an old gas station. Another gunshot goes off right as Stiles slams on his brakes and hops out of the car.

"What's the big idea buddy?" Stiles shouts, pulling a gun out of his belt. "You know, I really don't want to shoot you but you're being  a little annoying, don't you agree?"

"Hand the flash drive over and I'll leave you with only a gunshot to the arm," the guy replies after taking off his helmet. Stiles scoffs and holds up his gun to aim it at the guy's head.

"Not a chance. You'll have to kill me first," Stiles retorts. "I prove a difficult shot."

Instead of shooting at the guy, which Stiles wasn't going to admit he thought he was cute, he runs forward and hits the gun out of his hand. The gun skitters on the pavement and Stiles sweeps the guy's feet out from under him.

The guy collapses to the ground but not before he's grabbed Stiles and yanked him down too. Stiles pushes away and rolls, picking up the gun he knocked out of the guy's hand.

"You're unarmed and I'm double armed. Who's really going to win here?" Stiles comments, kneeling on the pavement and holding up both guns as the guy sits up. "What's your name, agent?"

"Derek. You are?" The guy, Derek, replies. Stiles nods.

"Stiles." Stiles tucks the guns in his belt. "It was nice meeting you and all but I have to get back to HQ."

Stiles knocks Derek down again before he realizes how much bigger Derek is than him and yet he's knocked him down twice now.

Stiles smirks as Derek groans before turning back towards his car.

"We should get brunch sometime!" Stiles shouts over his shoulder before getting in his car and driving away.