My FBI partner (Sterek au)

First day

Third person pov

"Congratulations Mr Stilinski. You can start working from today." Said the white collar agent behind his desk with an extended hand towards Stiles.

"Thank you so much agent Argent, I'll do my best to make you proud of your decision." Stiles said with the voice of alacrity and a bit mumbling of excitement after shaking back the agent's hand.

The agent nodded once in his tinge smile then cleared his throat. "Mr Stilinski. I need to tell you couple of things before releasing you to your new boss"

"I'm ready for any advice sir" Stiles replied and widened his caramel bambi eyes at him to focus.
"You're supposed working with the best FBI agent of NY. His name is Derek Hale. I trust him more than anyone in my comfort zone cause he's so proficient and bring me back all the missions with triumph.
But he's too rigid in communications and strict at work, so I need you to acquire his trust for yourself." Said the agent with a bit concerned glaring at Stiles.

"I don't see any problems with that sir. I obey whatever he's willing for" stiles replied with a sweet smile of himself.
Agent Argent nuzzled his chin on his folded fingers whereas leaned his elbows on his desk and chuckled at Stiles.
"Well then, go and make me proud Stiles!"
"Sir yes sir!" Stiles gave the Agent salute and left the office to find who is this Derek Hale.

Stiles passed the aisles and landlords of the building ended to an enormous office with a vast opaque window glass. It was written agent Hale at a tag on the door. Stiles swallowed his mouth water in a noisy gulp and tied tighter his tie with a bit shivering then brushed his long fingers throw his chestnut hair to be sure he's okay. Then knocked the door and entered in.

"Good morning sir. I'm stiles Stilinski, the new assistant of your territory sir" mumbled stiles then flushed into rosy pink.

The man behind the desk closed the pamphlet and raised his head to look at Stiles. His pinched frowned thick brows were fighting with his light hazal shade of green filled with pops of sapphire and beige eyes that was surrounded by black long lashes. His jaw was as sharp as knife whereas was covered with a shadow of 5 o'clock. Stiles though he would be a middle aged boring man but he found the agent so flamboyant and hot in his late twenties.
The man stood up after dropping his pen roughly
On his papers and strolled to Stiles side slowly.

Stiles could've sworn his breathe was snatched away at the sight of him. This man was gorgeous. a top broad shoulders with his muscled arms and same uniform as Stiles with more badges. He was Greek God. Taller than him like a sculpture.

The man stood with the space of two strolls from stiles and folded his arms within glaring deadly at him. Stiles blushed and felt blood rushed throw his cheeks.
The man pointed the white board behind Stiles with his eyes rolling. "What's your solution?" Derek gruffly voice almost growled.
Stiles shivered at his back side and saw bunch of images bonding with some red tiny ropes as connector to describe a series felony.

Stiles strolled to the board and narrowed his eyes to track the scenes. He bit his lips and made it wet that made Derek tilting head to focus on his gestures with a denser scowl.

"S-sir I... I guess the criminal is a sophisticated IT cause hacking the AIG bank system is freaking hard, it needs coding for months and as you wrote here his Texan accent over a phone call and some few security hacking with the same methods in Texas, well I bet he studied at Texas university. We can check all the universities there with the other Computer branches to check their records out to find the intended con man." Stiles mumbled and then turned his head to see Derek's reaction.

Derek hummed and smirked cryptically at the younger man. "You sound smarter than your dork look" blurted Derek with his cold glaring and husky voice.
Stiles didn't welcome his opinion about being dork but his beauties were capturing him.

"Get in the car. We're going to Texas Stilinski" Derek said and fastened his gun belt from his broad shoulders to stick over his wrist. It made his robust chests sturdy under his black tight shirt and his uniform jacket.

" y-yes si- sir" stiles mumbled and followed the man to exit the building. Derek smelled like chocolate with the hint of tom ford. Stiles was gloating the behind of Derek with rubbing his back neck with a hand of embarrassment.

They got in the car... it was FBI Bentley that was given to Derek. Derek sat behind the steer and Stiles besides him on the passage seat. "As the lack of the time before exiting the city we're heading out to one of the shopping centers to buy some clothes. It would be a long trip" Derek said with a serious tune within looking the front and igniting the car to drive"
"Sounds great sir" Stiles smiled at him but soon it vanished.

They were almost near to the first exit without any conversation or some radio stations.
"How old are you Stilinski?" Finally Derek said without turning off his sight of the road.
"tomorrow I'll be 25 sir" Stiles replied with an eager voice. "Birthday boy's trip gift" he chuckled a bit loud and grabbed his mouth.
Derek didn't even sneered at his giggling.
"Sir what about you? You look so good and I can't guess your age" Stiles raised his brows and dazzled at Derek with his wide foxy angular eyes.

Derek didn't answer and just grunted then accelerated his speed.
Stiles blushed and bit his lip harder this time.
"I... I'm so sorry for the question, it's actually non of my business." Stiles said.
"Twenty nine" Derek murmured and turned the car to the left side.
Stiles just nodded and sighed.

Once they parked the car front aside of a mall, they headed out to one of the clothing shops. Derek's deep frowning was still on. He picked some x large grey and black shirts with a black jeans and some boxers. Stiles couldn't be as nimble as Derek in choosing. He was occupied by the colors and models.

"We're not going to the fashion show Stilinski. Just pick... hurry up" Derek growled a bit tough at him that made the sales man looking at them.
"I don't know if they're my size, they're a bit different " stiles mumbled in bashfulness.
Derek picked up a blue medium shirt and a black v neck shirt then glared at Stiles body. He dropped the shirts on stiles shoulder. "What size are you wearing boxers?" Derek looked at the younger man this time.

"Um... I think medium again." Stiles was blushing deeper and deeper with a shade of sweats on his forehead.
"You think? You even don't know your damn underwear size!" Derek grunted pissed off-ly and rolled his eyes to grab some boxers.
As the sales man gave the total stiles opened up his wallet to pay but Derek recoiled his hand.
"I pay. Save them for your birthday" Derek just snapped.
"Ah... thanks man" stiles giggled. "Cake on me then" stiles whispered and saw Derek tilted his lips something looks alike smirking but something like that.

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