Sterek Library (a03 Edition)

Papparazi

By: AsagiStilinski

Summary:  It wasn't stalking, ok? It wasn't

Derek Hale had become his muse, and what good artist doesn't spend as much time as they could studying, photographing, painting, and being inspired by their muse?

...

It was stalking, wasn't it?

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Being a free-lance photographer wasn't easy

In particular, making any money at being a free-lance photographer wasn't easy

It meant that every now and then Stiles had to do things that he really hated, he had to take jobs that he couldn't stand, and sometimes he even had to put his moral standing in a bit of a bind, but he wanted to live his life the way he wanted to live it, he wanted to have his dream job, and that, sadly, meant that he sometimes would have to make sacrifices

Now was one of those times

It wasn't anything too bad, and really, his morals weren't even on the line in this case, more... his gut

There was something off about this client he was taking on, he couldn't really put into words what it was though

It wasn't like she had any doubts that she would pay- in fact she had already paid half upfront- but more...

Something about the vibe she gave him.... it was so off, so ... wrong.... like something nefarious was lurking just beneath her skin

He didn't know how to put it into words, but he had a terrible feeling every single time he spoke to her, even if it was just through text

Still, he couldn't afford to get picky like this

She was paying alot for these photos and Stiles could really use the money, it wasn't lik he had room to pick and choose his clients if he wanted to keep photography as his actual career and not just a hobby

So here he was, his leg bouncing anxiously as he stared at the "arena" before him, his camera situated on his lap, waiting for his subject to appear

He didn't know why the hell the woman had so badly wanted pictures of some guy who played card tournaments, it absolutely boggled his mind, but it was actually a pretty cushy job, it wasn't like he had to crouch in bushes somewhere or be out in the freezing cold trying to get some photos of the snow, he was just... sitting in the audience at a convention center, watching people play cards

It was actually pretty nice compared to some of his other jobs, and he really should stop getting so hung up over what she wanted the guy's pictures for

Thoughts like Maybe she's a stalker and isn't allowed near him but this is how she gets her fix and Maybe he's actually some kind of celebrity and she's trying to get dirt on him and all other similarly concerning thoughts really needed to just stop right in their tracks and not advance any further

Do not pass go, do not collect $200, do not worry about useless things just because they give you kind of a bad feeling- especially when those useless things are paying your rent

His eyebrows raised slightly as he watched the man he was supposed to be photographing finally emerge from the other side of the room and take his place at the small tournament table in the center of the room

Stiles had a feeling he was in for a pretty boring evening so he stretched out his muscles, raised his camera, and got started

How exciting could this game get?