Fear
Nerves
Anxiety
Just slithering under my olive-toned skin.
I could feel it all just moving in me. Today is supposed to be a great, lovely day but it started to rain... And the flowers are the ones I'm allergic to, stupid florist I mean who orders wolfs bane ... The photographer fell down the stairs... My suit was ruined by a psycho bitch, who is my cousin of my crazy psycho uncle, the apple doesn't fall far there, was jealous of my so called big day... And my soon to be bride is having a panic attack and I can't be there for them.
I would say 'could this day getting any worse' but I think it doesn't even need to be jinxed for it to carry on getting worse.
I'm sitting on a plain white chair in my room listening to the storm blazing outside with thunder and lightning.
I lift my head from my hands that are resting on my knees as I take in the room. It's a beige themed with a few white furniture. The bed was unmade from me sleeping in it.
I lean against the back of the chair groaning in frustration. I wanted this day to be perfect but luck never seems to be on my side.
I close my eyes and hear my loves heartbeat. It's finally calmed down but his breathing is still a bit unsteady.
I finally block out the noise.
About five minutes later my door slams open. I jump up in the preparation for a fight, instead I see my future-husband to-be standing in the door way with tear stains on his pale cheeks, some over the moles on his face I love so much to worship when we are in bed together, his brown hair messed up in all sort of directions from his hands running repeatedly through it when it should be my hands running through it and his whiskey eyes, that I love to stare endlessly into, red rimmed.
His black,smart suit was also quite a mess, all wrinkled and I think there was a small stain of something on it.
"Derek... " he said in a meak voice. That's all it took for me to get into gear. I marched up to him and took him close to my broad chest.
"Shhh baby, what's wrong?" I asked while running my hands up and down his back whole settling his head under my chin.
Stiles just shook his head and said the only words right now that could break me.
"I don't want to get married."
I could just hear the cracks happening in my heart. I felt myself tense and start to pull back away from him ready to run and hide away from this day, this relationship.
"No, no, no Derek, Der-bear. I don't want to get married today not that I don't waste to ever get married please baby please just not today and not such a big wedding and just us to maybe at city Hall but just us please."
Stiles took my face in his hands while he rambled on as his whiskey eyes met my hazel ones.
I slowly took his lips in a chaste kiss to silence him from his ramblings.
"It's okay stiles it's okay whatever you want. I just want you happy. Small or big wedding doesn't matter as long as your smiling." I said in a serious voice looking at him sternly.
It brought fresh tears to his eyes and his hands wrapped themselves in my black hair and pulled me down into a wet sloppy kiss that soon turned very heated. His hands running up my sides trying to grab anything he could get a hold of me while my own lowered to his ass and gave a gentle squeeze making him let out a moan that sent a shiver down my back, made my lower region react. I tried pushing my tongue into his mouth so I could deepen it but he put up a small fight so I cheated and gave his ass a harder squeeze causing him to moan into the kiss opening his mouth and I pushed my tongue into his.
We battled a bit for dominance but me being a werewolf made me give a playful growl when he thought he could win which caused him to roll his eyes at me before submitting to my wolfs antics. God I loved him so much. I would not give him up for anything.
I tried pulling him even closer but he decide to break the kiss while he tried pulling him back in again he said something that made a grin break out on my face.
"City hall is just a few blocks away and I'm sure we can make it there faster if we run through a little bit of water... "
Fifteen minutes later city Hall had the strangest quick wedding with two wet soaked fools grinning from ear to ear, that there is even a photo of them hung up now by the secretary, who had insisted as well that there was no reason for them not to get married today as the judges schedule was clear for the day and the New York state allowed gay marriage when the judge refused at first, as she thought it was the sweetest thing she had ever witnessed.
Stiles Hale-Stilinski and Derek Hale-Stilinski's wedding wasn't perfect to the numerous, angry guests, family but to them and the sweet secretary, who still talks about their wedding day to anyone who questions about the picture or need a good story, it was the best day of their lives.
They may or may not also have their own copy of the picture sitting on Derek's bed side table in a brown mahogany frame with the words Hale-Stilinski engraved at the bottom and Derek always has a smile when he sees it before and after he goes to bed with Stiles, who still rolls his eyes at his wolfs antics, right next to him.
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So second one done! I think it went okay do not have a clue where I got this idea from but not bad I'll admit :) I have no idea why it was Sterek but I am not going to complain.
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