(Recommended to be caught up on Supernatural)
Stiles Winchester was forced to live in Beacon Hills for two years when his brothers decided that he should live a normal life. But when they found out that Beacon Hills was a literal beacon for the supe...
Stiles pulled into the parking lot of the grill and bar. He needed a break from driving and he was starving. They had been on the road for almost eight hours. Conversation was minimal between him and Derek. There was still an awkward tension but it wasn't as bad.
Derek looked at Stiles with raised brows.
"When you're on the road with Dean, you get used to stopping at places like this." Stiles shrugged before climbing out of the car.
"That's an awfully nice ride." A voice spoke eyeing the Infinity before tossing a wink at Stiles.
Stiles narrowed his eyes as the guy walked around the car slowly.
Derek slammed his door causing the guy to look up.
"It is, so keep your hands off." Derek said in a warning tone.
The guy smirked. "Are you referring to the car or the guy?"
Derek clenched his jaw. "Both."
"Protective boyfriend, how cute. I'm not scared of you." The guy sneered walking towards Stiles but not looking away from Derek.
"I'm not the one you should be scared of." Derek said simply.
The guy looked at Stiles with a disbelieving frown.
Stiles loaded the chamber of his gun with an innocent smile. He tucked the gun into his back.
"You have a good night." Stiles smirked with a wink before walking into the bar.
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"Does that happen a lot?" Derek asked following Stiles inside.
"More often to Dean believe it or not." Stiles answered.
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Derek and Stiles had finished eating and Stiles was currently losing to a game of pool for the third time. The alcohol seemed to be effecting him more than it should have.
Derek walked over to Stiles once the game ended. "We should get going."
"One more game." Stiles said gesturing for the other guy to rack up.
"Let's raise the stakes." The other guy nodded grinning.
"We're both out of money but I have this nice watch and you're pretty hot. So if I win I take you back to mine tonight, you win, then you get this watch. Deal?"
Stiles grinned.
"No." Derek snapped.
"It's fine Derek, I've got this." Stiles put a hand on Derek's shoulder.
"You already lost three games. I think you're a little too drunk." Derek growled.
"Don't be such a sourwolf." Stiles stepped by Derek leaving Derek frozen in place. He hadn't been called that in over a year. Stiles was the one who called him that the first time. The others would call him that occasionally, it annoyed him but he always forced back a smile when Stiles said it.
