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Sterek Week:  Wednesday: Sterek Manips

Derek finds Stiles sitting on the couch, face covered with his hands, groaning. He can’t help a little smile. Seeing Stiles after all day at work is everything he needs for stress to leave his body, and he really doesn’t care how pathetic it makes him.

"What’s the matter?" Derek asks as he drops his as next to his ‘better’ half. 

Stiles doesn’t uncover his face, just nudges something on the coffee table with his knee. Derek lifts it and his smile gets wider. “Wedding pictures came.”

There is another groan from Stiles. It sounds almost pained. 

Derek lifts his eyebrows and starts to list through the photos with growing curiosity. Why is Stiles so upset? 

"It’s the first one." Stiles finally speaks. 

"Well, hello to you, too," Derek snickers and Stiles peaks through his fingers. 

"Hi," he peeps little ashamed and then lets his hands fall and leans forward to give Derek proper welcome kiss. 

"Hi," Derek smiles at him watching Stiles’ eyes flutter open. "Wanna tell me what’s all this about?"

Stiles groans again, and nods towards the pictures. “Look at it and tell me you don’t see it.”

Derek looks down at the picture on the top of the others. It’s them in wedding suits, standing in the park where the photograph, Lydia insisted on, took their pictures. 

"It’s very nice," Derek says after a moment. Posing like this was all kinds of unnatural for them, but it turned out nicely. Derek is holding in his hands proof that one of the happiest days in his life really happened. He loves it, if only for that. 

Stiles huffs and takes it from his hands. “Are you kidding me? I look like I want to murder you! Viciously! This supposed to be happy adorable wedding photo and I look like on a mugshot!”

Derek knows laughing is the worst possible reaction so he bites himself in the tongue and looks at the photo again. The thing is… Stiles does look kind of pissed. Adorably pissed and Derek doesn’t really cares because he loves Stiles’ stupid face in all variations, but yeah, definitely pissed. 

If Derek recalls their wedding correctly, Stiles had all rights for this expression. If there was something that could go wrong that day, it did. There was a car accident, spilled wine, lost rings, baby crying in the middle of the Stiles’ vow, allergic reaction during the banquet, and the worst fucking DJ ever. Stiles worked hard on their wedding. Or more like, he was forced to work hard by Lydia.

In the end, Derek had to take him away early and put Stiles’ mind of with all his abilities and determination, because his beautiful amazing husband was on the brink of tears. 

"You don’t," Derek shakes his head with a small privet smile. Stiles gives him his best bullshit look, but Derek only smiles a little more. “You look hot.”

Stiles snorts.

"Very," Derek adds, eyeing said photography. It’s true. Stiles was always looking good in a suit, but the one he had on their wedding made him look… well, hot

"You think?" Stiles asks and takes another look on that, for him, infuriating picture. Derek can see his expression changing. Stiles is thinking about it. And he likes it. Derek can tell.

Derek leans forward and presses his lips right under Stiles’ ear, where is pale skin soft and warm. Tempting. “Yes,” he breaths out softly. Stiles shudders and Derek bites down satisfied smile. He can smell Stiles’ rising arousal, feel his skin getting warmer, heart beating faster. “You look perfect,” Derek whispers and kisses Stiles low on his throat. 

"Derek," Stiles whines quietly and werewolf can hear photographs falling on the floor like a heavy snowflakes. Next second he’s lying on top of Stiles, smiling in sight of his husband’s shining amber eyes. Stiles’ cheeks are flushed, pupils blown, lips slightly parted. Along with his flailing, babbling and stubborn loyalty, he is the most perfect thing Derek ever saw. 

And he has a lifetime for proving it to him.

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Sterek Week: Wednesday || Sterek Manips

Derek often lays awake while Stiles snores quietly, he always worries about what will come next. Even though the supernatural held back over the years, it never really stops coming. Even though Stiles went to college and was gone for so long, eventually he runs with wolves and it’s bound to happen that he gets hurt. After all Stiles is only human.

'The pack human', as he likes to call himself. But he never gave up, never walked away. And it's one of the things Derek loves about him. Stiles doesn't feel pack bonds, but his feelings - his love and worry - for those close to him is just as strong.

Sooner or later Stiles always wakes up and kisses Derek until he stops thinking about what might come and just enjoys what he has. And he’s reminded of that every time he sees the Triskelion on Stiles’ back.

Sterek Week // Wednesday: Sterek Manips

Derek Hale and Stiles Stilinski are top models in Hollywood. Signed with different agencies, the two often find themselves on the same set for various shoots. Although Stiles and Derek often butt heads behind the scenes, in front of the camera, their natural chemistry shines through.

Soon enough, the duo start spending time together outside of work. They quickly become friends, often snarking at each other about their different habits (“Honestly Stiles. I don’t know how you have the body you do when you never exercise and you eat like a horse.”) and their different modeling techniques (“Would it kill you to smile once, dude? I know that’s your whole thing, or whatever. But, I swear to God, if you smiled at one shoot, you’d kill half the population!”).

Their good-natured bantering eventually turns romantic when Stiles half jokingly says, “I hope they make us kiss at that Abercrombie shoot next week. I bet it’d be a blasty blast.” And when Derek answers back, “Why would we need to wait to kiss at a shoot when we can just do it right now?”, Stiles all but jumps into Derek’s lap.

Things are going well for them, both professionally and personally. And they’re careful to never appear as more than friends when they’re in public. When they finally get caught by the paparazzi out having lunch one afternoon, hands clasped together on the table, rumors start to fly about their possible romantic relationship.

Their publicists try to do as much damage control as they can, but Derek and Stiles are tired of hiding. They want the world to know that they love each other and decide to come out as a couple in a special issue of Out Magazine. 

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