Sterek Week: Friday: Sterek AU
How I met your Dad
Stiles curls into Derek at the end of Armageddon, buries his nose in his neck for a moment as he tries to fight back tears. It always gets him.
"I hope you know if there’s a meteor coming to earth, you have to stay right here with me."
"I promise," Derek says easily, switching channels to the news.
"I don’t know," Scott says in a shaky voice. "Maybe it’d be better to go up and see if you could…"
"No," Allison sobs, grabbing his arm, "I’d have to go with you."
"But, babe, it’d be too dangerous! I’d want to know you were safe until…"
"I’d want to go up and help," Lydia sniffs, wiping her eyes. "I just think it would be better to focus on something."
"Don’t," Erica wails, "I don’t want to talk about this!"
"Derek?" Stiles cranes his neck to look at him, bites his lip, "Would you…"
Derek shrugs, scratches his chin as if he hasn’t a care in the world. “I’d probably want to stay in bed with you and have sex until the last possible moment.”
"Nice," Scott drawls. "Super romantic."
because staring at his mouth was really necessary here, right stiles?
svian hat auf deinen Eintrag geantwortet “i feel like there are only two types of boys out there. on one hand…”
if your brother would care more about his beard, he would have a great beard. but now he looks just like a hobo.
that is unfortunately true. but his beard is also a weird mix of blond, darker blond and different shades of red. he will always look like a hobo. at least his little zöpfchen is gone
i feel like there are only two types of boys out there. on one hand you have these boys who at fourteen can grow a full bear - and then you have your 23 years old boys like dylan o’brien who need days to grow a bit of unregular scruff.
Imagine your OTP lying next to each other in bed, staring at the ceiling, embarrassed and slightly alarmed by the wild, intense, filthy sex they just had.