Waking up to a grumpy werewolf with long dark eyelashes and kaleidoscopic eyes that are kind of soft and sharp at the same time and to a mouth that curves at the corners before they say “good morning“, that was his life now.
A warm body that is tangled with his and a warm arm is thrown over his chest. its nice. its nicer than it was five years ago when they just met. its nicer than it was when they still hated each other but not really. it nicer than when he tried to ignore his heartbeat and his insane hands that tried to reach over to Derek’s.
Its as nice as their first kiss. as nice as their first time and as nice as their first i love yous. its nice.
When we get together, we’re like two magnets. We’re just brought together with love and with touching.
Sterek Bingo 2017 - Wild Card
“Prom was invented just to make girls starve so they can fit in a dress and compete over a stupid title.”
“Uh –” Derek blinks, eyes his sister dubiously, “I’m not a girl?”
Cora huffs. “Whatever.”
In the kitchen Laura bursts out laughing. “Don’t worry.” She yells. “Cora is just jealous she will have to wait five years to go to her own prom.”
“I’m not going!” Cora yells back. “Prom is stupid, I don’t even know why you’re going,” she tells Derek, “it’s not like you know how to have fun.”
Derek raises an eyebrow while Laura just laughs harder. “Oh my god.” Their older sister says. “I stay away for six months and Cora turns into a sassy queen.” She walks into the living room, pretends to wipe at her eyes. “I’m so proud.”
“You two are ridiculous.” Derek says, turning around. “And I’m just going because Erica promised to pay me. With ice cream.” Then he gives Cora a wicked smile. “That I’m not going to share with either of you.”
“You are the worst brother!” Cora yells as he begins to climb the stairs. “And I hope you fall on your ass while trying to dance!”
“Can’t hear you!” Derek’s cell begins to ring. “Too busy getting ready to prom!”
Laura lets out a high-pitched laughter. “I love you two so much.”
Derek shakes his head fondly, closes his bedroom door behind himself just as Cora tells Laura to shut up. “Hey.” He answers the phone, collapsing on his bed. “What’s up?”
“Yo,” Stiles answers, “whatcha doing?”
“Listening to my sisters fight.” He says, snorting when he hears his dad start complaining about all the yelling and ‘no, Cora, I’m not letting you go to prom, you’re thirteen!’. “I’m gonna have to check the trunk of my car tomorrow night.”
Stiles laughs. “She’s not that good.”
“If you keep teaching her, she will be.” Derek blurts out, curses himself mentally when he realizes it came out harsher than he intended.
It’s just – sometimes he can’t help it. He’s known Stiles since they were four, Cora wasn’t even born then, but one day she turned eleven and Stiles became her new favorite person. Stiles couldn’t find it funnier and took Cora as his little apprentice. He even taught her how to cheat on Mario Kart.
He’s never taught Derek that.
Derek rolls his eyes, thinks about his little sister still downstairs pouting and trying to convince their dad that she’s old enough to go out. He shouldn’t be jealous of her, but the thing is – he grew up with two sisters, he knows how to share toys and food, but he doesn’t know how to share Stiles.
Because Stiles is his.
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The people we love, they’re another secret superpower.