Ronnie

Mr. Good lookin

"C'mon Der, have another drink." "Erica, I already had two." "Two is not gonna get you drunk. Bartender two more shots." Derek groaned as the bartender placed the drinks in front of them. "Derek loosen up. Look you can have mine, now drink." Derek glared at her as he chugged both of the shots down. He coughed a little, the alcohol burning his throat. "There, happy?" She smiled at him. "Very." He could feel the drink already hitting him. Of course that's when a very attractive man, with golden bambi eyes, slides in next to him. "Bartender, I'd like the strongest thing you've got." The bartender smirked at him before putting the cup in front of him. The guy eyed the drink before throwing it back. He coughed as it hit his throat. "Thanks." The bartender just nodded. Bambi eyes turned to him, a smile on his face. "Hey." Derek nodded at him. "I'm Stiles." "Derek." Stiles stuck his hand out, which Derek shook. "You wouldn't happen to want to dance would you?" Erica laughed from the other side of Derek. "Sorry honey, but Derek doesn't dance." Derek glared at her. "I can speak for myself Erica." He turned back to Stiles, who had a hopeful look on his face. "I would love to." Stiles smiled, taking Derek's hand & pulling him to the dance floor. Derek smiled as Stiles turned to face him & wrapped his arms around Derek's neck. "So Mr. Good lookin who's the blonde?" Derek chuckled. "She's my best friend." "That's nice. My best friend ditched me for his boyfriend. Which I would be upset about, but they're so cute." Derek laughed. "You're.. entertaining." "Entertaining like you like to watch me embarrass myself, or entertaining like I'm funny?" "Entertaining like I like being around you. You make me laugh, that's something I haven't done in a while." "It could just be cause we're both intoxicated." Derek shrugged. "Either way I still like you." Stiles smiled. "You're in luck, I happen to like you too." Derek smiled too. The rest of the night they danced & drinked & laughed. "Ok Der, say goodnight to lover boy." Stiles pouted. "Does he gave to go?" Erica looked very amused. "Sadly we both have work tomorrow." Stiles continued to drunkenly pout, making Derek laugh. "I'll make you a deal. Tomorrow night meet me here & I'll take you out." Stiles smiled at him. "Deal." "Good." Derek leaned in & brushed his lips against Stiles'. "I'll see you tomorrow." "Ok." Derek pecked his lips again before allowing Erica to drag him out of the club.

The next night Derek got caught up in a business meeting, making him regret not getting Stiles' number. But Stiles was none the wiser that Derek didn't show up, cause neither did he. Allison went into labor an hour before he was suppose to meet Derek & if he would've missed that Lydia would kill him. So exactly five years later & they haven't seen each other since.