Author: Prairie_Grass
Ao3
Additional Tags: Dubious Consent,Mating Bond,SomnophiliaKnotting,Loss of Virginity,characters who are unaware of their actions,five times ficsort ofPost Season 2ish,Minor Isaac Lahey/Scott McCall,the sheriff is a canny dudeand trolling everyone,BAMF Stiles,Accidental Bonding,Self-Lubrication(but no mpreg)
Word's: 30,771
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Summary;
Wherein an ill-advised floral arrangement leads to a whole new definition of obliviousness, accidental mate-bonds, and far more sex and tropes than one fic really needs.
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Five times Derek and Stiles didn’t notice how close they were (literally) and then a whole bunch of times when they did...
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The fourth time was barely a time at all, save for it was a stupid-hot day, and Derek was driving past the park when he saw Stiles contemplating an popsicle stand. Popsicles suddenly seemed like an inspired choice, so he pulled over and wandered in the teenager’s direction.
Stiles raised his hand in a half-wave. “Hey! It's daylight and you're outside! And you're sans leather jacket!”
“It's hot.” Derek glowered at him. “And I had to return a library book.”
“You have a library membership?!”
It was slightly concerning how startled Stiles was by that. “Yes Stiles, it's this place where you go to borrow books without buying them. They're made of paper. You might not know what that is, but they'll probably cover it in history class some time.”
“Oh my god Derek, please, not only are you secretly a massive dork, you're also pretending you're a thousand years old, I can't handle this much exposure to the person behind the eyebrows.”
“Since when am I a dork for using the library?” Derek said, affronted.
Stiles shook his head. “No, no, don't even try, the mystery is gone. Without any shadows to hide in – he's just a man.”
Derek gave Stiles a narrow look. He never knew if the things Stiles said made sense to other more... socialized people, or if Stiles was just walking to the beat of his own drum. “I've seen you plenty of times during the day.”
Stiles sighed forlornly, as if Derek was just being deliberately obtuse. Derek would admit secretly that there were times that he did that on purpose just to watch Stiles get riled up, but this wasn’t one of them.
“You just clearly don’t understand what it means to maintain an aura of mystique. Here you are, in 90 degree heat, standing around in a t-shirt, chinos, and flip flops!”
Derek looked down at himself. “Half of the people in this park are wearing the same thing as me, Stiles. You’rewearing the same thing as me.”
“Yes but you’re Derek Hale. You’re the Alpha! You have a reputation to uphold!”
“With who? The seething but miniscule mystical underbelly of small-town America?”
Stiles gave Derek a suspicious look, like he wasn’t sure if that was a joke or not. Derek just gave him a totally blank face in response. Sometimes the amusement factor of getting under Stiles’ skin was worth the annoyance of all the… rest of him.
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Sterek // One-Shots
FanficBe ready for some Smutty and Fluffy One-Shots, I do not own any these stories that are marked with an author, all credit goes to amazing authors to which have written the work(I usually get them from ao3)
