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Stiles usually spent the holidays by himself, and this Christmas Eve seemed like it would pass like any other. But then a strange, insistent pull stirred in his chest, and before he could stop himself, he was drawn directly to a bleeding stranger and into a world he was never meant to see.
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After dropping out of his FBI internship, Stiles returned to Beacon Hills, struggling to outgrow the version of himself high school forced him to become.
He wasn't sure what he was doing with his life, but he kept busy among the shelves at The Reading Nook, letting the quiet and routine distract him from the memories.
And then Derek Hale walked in.
Derek being in his life again stirred a hunger inside Stiles, a wanting that consumed him whole. It left him breathless, filled with a love so fierce it clawed at his chest and threatened to tear him apart inside.
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Stiles woke up tied to a chair, which, honestly, wasn’t even the weirdest thing that had happened on a Tuesday. At least he thought it was Tuesday.
Or the one where Stiles got kidnapped because he’s supposedly a werewolf’s mate, and he refused to go down without a fight.
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All Derek wanted was a quiet night. Instead, there are trolls in town, Scott’s idea of a solution is laughable, and Stiles… well, Stiles is wearing a crop top, and Derek can’t look away.
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Stiles is running on too much caffeine and too little sleep when someone walks into his café he never expected to see.
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Derek’s wrinkling his nose… again. It’s only for a moment, before his face smooths back into his usual, admittedly attractive, murder eyebrows. Ok, the wrinkle is actually pretty adorable too, which makes what it indicates just that much more frustrating.
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29 Dec 2025
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Stiles starts to date some guy in college who turns out to be a secret cuck and ends up asking Stiles if he'd be into getting fucked by another guy as he watched.
Stiles hesitates for maybe two minutes before saying sure, why not. He has one condition though. He's the one who chooses who gets to fuck him.
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28 Dec 2025
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“How many times do you want me to apologize?” he sighed, shoulders slumping as Deaton studied the runes etched into the old shackles.
Derek’s lips curled in a sneer, a growl vibrating low in his chest.
“I thought it would be funny!”
“You thought cuffing us together would be funny?”
And there it was—claws-out Derek in all his irritated glory.
“It was supposed to be you and Scott! You know, like a ‘get-along’ T-shirt. Only… cuffs.”
“And how is it,” Derek asked, yanking their joined wrists up between them, “that I ended up stuck with you?”
Stiles shifted, eyes darting away to the floor. “Scott was too fast—the lock clicked around my hand instead—look, you were there. Why do you keep making me repeat it?”
He cringed under Derek’s stare, shrinking in on himself.
“Because, Stiles,” Derek said, voice low and promising violence, “I want to make sure you’ve learned your idiotic lesson.”
Deaton straightened, expression pinched in that special brand of silent sympathy he reserved for hopeless situations. “Would you like the good news or the bad news?”
“The good news,” Stiles said just as Derek growled, “The bad news.”
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28 Dec 2025
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"You know the rules, guys."
Stiles looks up, and sure enough there's a little sprig of plastic mistletoe fixed above the door, just like there has been every year since Stiles and Scott had decided that it would be awesome if their parents got together so they could be actual brothers, and mistletoe was a surefire method of making that happen. It hadn't worked, but the tradition had persisted.
He's already mentally making his excuses, but before he can voice any of them Derek is leaning in to brush his lips gently against Stiles', catching Stiles' bottom lip between his own in a brief but unmistakable kiss.
"Merry Christmas, Stiles," he murmurs, sliding past Stiles and striding off down the driveway, his hand raised in a wave goodbye in Scott's general direction.
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27 Dec 2025
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The scent of sun, sweat, joy, cheap laundry detergent, and something sweet that was inextricably Stiles, hit him like a truck going a hundred miles per hour. Relief washed over the anxiousness of the last few days, easing the tension in his shoulders like it had never existed. His animalistic side purred at the feel of friend, pack, family.
He wasn’t dreaming, his arms were full of Stiles.
Finally.
(Or five times Derek visits Stiles in college, and gets dragged into his wacky plans, thinking they are just friends—which is fine because he’ll never want more anyway—and the one time he finally understands his mistake.
Cora is hitting her head against the walls because of her brother’s stupidity.)Bookmarked by amatorial
26 Dec 2025