Author: OverMyFreckledBody
Ao3
Additional Tags:Alternate Universe - Different First MeetingMeet-CuteFluffHumorAlternate Universe - No Hale FireAlive Laura HaleBased on a Tumblr PostAuthor Is Sleep DeprivedDork Derek
Word's: 1510
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Summary;
Laura needs to learn how to change faster. Otherwise, Derek's left outside waiting, bored, until strangers end up feeling him up.
Or;
"I thought you were a mannequin and tried to touch your clothes and when you moved I screamed" au
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Of course this would happen to him. When Laura finds out, she’s going to laugh until she cries.
He really isn’t that sure why it happens to him in the first place. It isn’t as if he’s doing anything. In fact, he’s actually just standing there, leaning against a wall, waiting for Laura to finish trying on clothes and minding his own damn business when he hears part of a conversation from two passerbys.
“-so realistic these days, you know? Like, look here – here’s one.”
From the corner of his eye, he can see it’s two young men, one with a drink in his hand and a shirt that looks to be the Scooby-Do gang in a zombie apocalypse setting – though it’s only Velma and Scooby now apparently – while the other in what looks to be an honest to god jean jacket. The one with the drink seems to be leading the way, but after a second’s glance, Derek looks away.
Nonetheless, it’s a quiet part of the store, and they’re not trying to be quiet with their conversation, so, out of boredom, Derek listens in, but doesn’t put any effort into straining to hear if they leave or go quiet in the future. The one with the jacket replies, and he’s not really trying to whisper, but he’s also not as attention-drawing as the other guy when he starts, “Um, I don’t think-”
“Now, Scotty, don’t get scared. I know they tend to freak you out, but you don’t have to come over here if you don’t want. I just…” he trails off as he steps even closer to Derek is leaning against a column with a mirror on the other side, next to a rack of monochrome polos. Derek doesn’t mind him, still staring off at the wall with its chipping white paint, and wonders how much longer it will take Laura to get finished up. She always did take so long to dress herself and he could never imagine why.
Scotty, apparently, steps up too, and hisses with a tone of urgency that wasn’t there before, as if offended by the accusation of his fear (of… mirrors? polo shirts? that’s all that’s around here, and Derek can’t think of what else they’d be talking about), “Stiles, I’m not afraid of them, but-”
Stiles, or so the odd name would suggest, interrupts with a snort. It’s as clear as day he knows that Scotty is lying. Before Scotty can speak up again, Stiles comes even closer, but Derek doesn’t plan on moving, even if the stranger is beginning to step into his space, seeing as he’s not blocking any of the shirts and this Stiles guy will likely be walking right passed him anyway. “It’s not like you have to touch it, or whatever, but I want to feel this jacket. I didn’t even know they sold leather in here.” Do they?
…Laura is going to end up murdering him when they get to the register and she finds out what he grabbed on the way.
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Sterek // One-Shots
FanfictionBe 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)
