Hope they'll make you smile and dream.
*this must be my favorite pic illustrating Sterek, so it deserves it's place on the cover ☺️
The pics along the way are NOT my creations, I'm not much of an artist. Lots of thanks to the talented artists ❤️
"STILES!! You really need to buy a new car!" Lydia was reaching her limits and she was only in the car for 2 hours.
They both decided to come back to Beacon Hills after graduation. Stiles send all his belongings by truck (he did gather a few things through college...), but had to drive himself and his last personal things all the way home. It was a 2 days drive, but it was the best way to bring his beloved Roscoe back. In plus, he liked driving and having time to mentally prepare himself to the idea of being back to his home town.
Since his route was passing close to the airport, he proposed Lydia to pick her up and drive together to town. Lydia made him promise the car was ok and they wouldn't have any problem throughout the almost 3 hours drive.
But obviously, the inevitable happened! Roscoe decided it won't go any further...
"Lydia, it's out of the question that I change Roscoe! You know it, so don't even bother trying to convince me!" Stiles passed a nervous hand through his messy hair, "I'll call a toe truck. They'll take me to the Beacon Hills garage and drop you off on the way there".
Lydia huffed and threw Stiles a side glance while he called the toe truck.
Just to piss off Lydia even more, the truck took an eternity to get to them AND they had a hard time convincing the guy to drop off Lydia at her house first.
And to piss off Stiles too, the guy nearly dumped his Jeep in front of the garage and left in a hurry.
"Excuse me for DARING to have car troubles" Stiles yelled after the truck, even if he knew the guy wouldn't hear him. But it felt good to speak up his mind.
With a heavy sight he pushed the door to the garage and made himself heard "Hello! Anybody here...?"
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A squeaky noise came up and half of a guy came out from under a car. "Yep, I'm here" He stood, huffing in annoyance for being interrupted from whatever he was doing and measuring Stiles from head to toe. "What can I do for you?"
Stiles, still grumpy after the truck guy, gritted his teeth "I have a car trouble"
"Obviously! Or you wouldn't be here..." the guy trailed, showing Stiles to the office.
His patience had limits. If this guy was as much of an ass as the truck guy he couldn't promise to keep his mouth shut. He tried however to keep his calm and explained the mechanic what happened.
The guy kept his beautiful hazel eyes on Stiles, not missing a word of his rambling and studying his face. The frown he was displaying faded little by little and there was a barely noticeable smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
The mechanic asked him to lead the way to the car and Stiles felt burning eyes on him while walking to the car. He dared a glance behind, surprising the guy's eyes low enough to understand he wasn't staring at his shoulders, but high enough to be sure the guy wasn't checking his new snickers.
