Stiles and his best friend Derek finally get out of Beacon Hills. They end up in a small town in Virginia called Mystic Falls. Things seem normal until Stiles meets Klaus. Derek claims he smells different. But Stiles really starts to fall for the my...
Derek and Stiles walked into the crowded restaurant. It had been reserved for one of Caroline's parties. Derek huffed as he scanned the large crowd.
"Calm down Der, Klaus isn't here." Stiles nudged his friend. It had been a week since Stiles and Klaus had started dating. It was simple dates here and there just to get to know each other. In fact it wasn't even dating really.
Derek hated it but stopped fighting Stiles. He knew if he forbade it Stiles would do it anyway and he'd rather know when and where they were instead of guessing where Stiles had disappeared to.
"I'm fine." Derek grumbled obviously lying. No matter how many of these parties Stiles drug him to, he'd never like them.
"Excuse me but I don't believe we've met?" A tall well dressed guy stood in front of Derek.
"Elijah, this is Stiles and Derek." Caroline grinned appearing next to Elijah.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." Elijah nodded tossing Derek a smile.
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"Please, allow me to buy you two a drink." Elijah gestured to the bar.
"Umm, okay, thanks." Stiles agreed following behind Elijah. Derek hesitated but followed Stiles.
"Can I get a scotch, neat, and whatever these two gentlemen would like." Elijah spoke to the bartender.
Once Stiles and Derek ordered, Elijah turned to Derek.
"Are you two together or related?"
"Oh, uh, no, we're just friends." Stiles answered quickly.
"Hmmm, have you met Stefan's brother?" Elijah asked turning to Stiles now.
Stiles shook his head with a frown.
"You remind me of him." Elijah said turning back to Derek.
"Dark features, bright eyes, a love for leather jackets." Elijah gently touched Derek's arm.
"Are you trying to hook me up with this guy?" Derek asked raising a brow.
"No, of course not, that would be counterproductive. I was merely suggesting Stiles might find interest in him." Elijah answered with a smile.
"I think that's my que to go find this brother of Stefan's." Stiles grinned.
"Stiles." Derek grabbed his arm a s he turned to walk away.
"I promise not to leave the restaurant." Stiles sighed.
Derek hesitated before letting go of Stiles.
"His name is Damon." Elijah nodded at Stiles who smiled before walking into the crowd.
"You're protective of him." Elijah noted.
"He's like a brother to me and he's notorious for getting himself into trouble." Derek explained.
"I understand. I am an older brother of three. They are always making me worry and having me clean up their mess." Elijah nodded.
Stiles sat at a table alone. He had never planned on meeting this Damon guy but Elijah had taken an interest in Derek and he wasn't about to ruin it.
"Stiles, hey." Elana's younger brother sat across from him.
"Hey, Jeremy."
"Are you waiting for someone?" The brunette asked.
Stiles shook his head. "No."
"Come do shots with us." Jeremy urged with a smile.
"Uh, okay, sure." Stiles had never been great at holding his liquor but shots sounded fun. Especially since Klaus wasn't there. He'd gone to New Orleans to handle some business.
Stiles followed Jeremy to a table where Matt, Stefan, Caroline, Elena, Bonnie and Tyler were.
"Hey, I brought Stiles." Jeremy gave a wink to Tyler who looked uncomfortable.
"Stiles, wow, where's Derek?" Matt asked with a sneer.
"He's at the bar with some guy named Elijah." Stiles shrugged simply.
"Oh, really?" Caroline looked up in surprise towards the bar.
"That's a cute couple right there." Bonnie smiled as she too looked towards the bar.
"Okay, are we gonna ogle about Elijah's new boytoy or are we gonna do shots?" Matt huffed.
"Matt." Elena snapped.
"Okay, every body take a glass." Stefan spoke up. "Remember whoever stops drinking is out. Last one standing wins."
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After round four of shots Stiles put his hands up. "I'm done."
"Okay, Stiles is out." Stefan smiled at Stiles. Bonnie had bailed before him as had Elena.
Stiles walked back to a booth and plopped down. His throat stung a bit from the bitter liquor.
"Well hello there." A guy grinned slipping in across from Stiles.
"Umm, hi?" Stiles frowned. He didn't know this guy. He was gorgeous though with bright blue eyes and black hair and a jaw line sharp enough to cut.
"I'm Damon." The guy grinned.
"Oh..." Stiles observed the similarities between him and Derek.
"So you are." Stiles nodded.
"I'm sorry, have we met?" Damon frowned.
"No, but I've heard of you." Stiles shrugged.
"Well I'm at a disadvantage." Damon grinned at Stiles.
"I'm Stiles."
"Oh, yes, I've heard of you as well." Damon nodded.
"Good things I hope." Stiles chuckled.
"Well they failed to mention just how gorgeous you are." Damon winked.
"I don't think I'm quite drunk enough for this." Stiles shifted nervously.
"Then allow me." Damon stood making his way to the bar.
Stiles tried to hold back the excitement he was feeling. Damon was extremely hot but he was sort of talking to Klaus. But Klaus wasn't here. And what harm would a few drinks be?
