A/N:: I was on Tumblr when I saw this prompt and felt I simply HAD to write it... It probably didn't even have to be Sterek, I just kinda made it that way :)
Original Prompt:
so my friend tends to start accidentally speaking Italian when she's drunk and I need fic where Stiles speaks Polish when he's drunk (and really only when he's drunk) which means Derek gets calls at 3am when the boys are in college and Stiles is shouting in the background and Scott slurs a 'what he sayin'?'
and Derek sighing and translating.
Fanfic:
Derek is lying in his bed, thinking about his boyfriend Stiles. Stiles started college about three months ago, and is definitely enjoying himself. Derek is happy Stiles is getting to live a reasonably normal life (Not that having an Alpha for a boyfriend is normal, but whatever)
His phone starts to vibrate and Derek sighs, rolling over to pick it up. He notices two things, 1: It's bloody three in the morning and 2. It's Scott.
"Hey, what's up?" He asks, trying not to sound overly concerned.
"Derk, dude, yer boyf-"
"What about him?" Derek interrupts rudely. Scott sounds drunk. If he let anything happen to Stiles…
Then he hears it, Stiles shouting in the background. In Polish.
"You let him get drunk?!" Derek hisses, knowing his boyfriend must be pissed if he's speaking Polish. Mainly Stiles just likes to annoy people, and for some reason his drunk side feels that speaking Polish is the way to do it.
"Yeah, no- wait what? Derk, what's he sayin'? I been hearing yer name but…it's Polish, man."
Derek growls and listens. He has a fair idea of what Stiles might be saying, even without listening. Maybe Derek should be embarrassed that his boyfriend starts to rant about Derek's good looks when he's drunk (usually in Polish) but he has to admit, it's kind of cute….
"He's saying I'm…." Oh God, does he really need to translate this? Like, he's flattered and all, but wow. "He thinks everyone in the room should be jealous of him." There that's explanation enough, right?
"Huh? Why?" Scott grunts.
Derek growls, "Because I'm a sexy piece of Alpha."
Scott makes a strangled noise and mumbles something.
"If I can go now…" Derek presses.
"Wait is that moj chlopak?" Stiles yells in the background, his voice nearing the phone. Derek winces, hearing Stiles slip back into Polish at the end. God, if he can't even control it at this point he must be smashed.
"Yeah, it's yer Derk." Scott says.
"Derek!" Stiles yells into the phone happily.
"Hi, Stiles, how's the party?" Derek asks, forcing his voice to sound sweetish. Not that Stiles would notice, he's too far gone.
"Derek, kocham cie…." Stiles says into the phone, loudly, but no longer yelling.
Derek's heart freezes. He knew what that meant, of course he did. But it wasn't something either of them had ever said before.
"Derek?" Stiles whined, breaking the Alpha out of his trance.
"Yeah. Yeah, Stiles. I love you too."
The End :)
