Summary: Derek Hale college AU; Reader and Stiles become close friends, and the reader gets some interesting news.
Author’s Note: Yaaaaaay! The next part is FINALLY here! This was a ton of fun to write, so I hope you all like it! The next part will hopefully come a bit quicker!
As always, thanks to @snipsnsnailsnwerewolftales for beta-ing this, and for all the wonderful input and suggestions! Basically the whole movie section was written by her since I was having some writer’s block, so tell her how much you enjoy it as well! c;
“You’re going out tonight, right?” I asked Lydia, plopping down on my bed. She was busy inspecting the clothes in her closet as she answered, tossing a few things onto her bed.
“Yes,” she said, voice soft as she concentrated on her fashion choices. “I don’t plan to be back until probably Sunday. Aiden and I are hanging out.”
“For three straight days?” My tone came out as more shocked than I meant it to be, maybe even a bit naive, earning a half-hearted glare.
“He says he wants to spend time with me and work on our relationship,” she defended, drawing out word as if it tasted bitter on her tongue, a hint of sarcasm laced somewhere underneath, poking the metaphorical elephant in the room. I was only half-listening now, pulling up tabs on my laptop and keeping an eye on my phone.
“So, you’re going to have sex all weekend,” I deadpanned, my voice a monotone of stating the obvious. Lydia turned to me and offered a wicked grin, making me laugh. “Just be careful.”
“What are you going to do while I’m gone?”
“Oh, a friend is coming over. We’re gonna binge watch Star Wars and probably eat lots of popcorn,” I explained, eyes scanning over the syllabus I had pulled up on my computer screen for one of my classes.
“Have fun with that,” she mumbled in reply, making me grin. Oh, the joy of being a nerd. Lydia left about an hour later, receiving a text from Aiden saying he was there to pick her up and whisk her away for their weekend long ‘important relationship building bonding alone time’, and, let’s face it, a very… eventful evening. I waited until she was out the door before scrambling for my phone to text Stiles and let him know he could come over any time.
Me: Time for a marathon, I hear it is. Ready and waiting, I will be. Get your ass over here, you should.
Me: Sorry. Yoda stole my phone, the little green bastard. Anyway.
Oneshot with stiles maybe? Sleepover at his and you’re
on your period so he gives you sweats and at shirt and hoodie and you guys bake
together and all the pack come round for a laugh and you just lie across stiles
while they’re round and they keep teasing him about you two and then adorkable
cuddles with the dork himself as he tells you cheesy pickup lines to make you
smile whilst feeding you the baking and giving cuddles and kisses?
A/N: For some reason
I love to put pick-up lines in my imagines, it’s so much fun. I love it when
you ask for them in your requests ^_^ Anyway, here you go, a fluffy Stiles imagine, enjoy!
We were supposed to
be going to the cinema, but Mother Nature had other plans for me. So when my
boyfriend Stiles came to pick me up at my house, I told him the truth: my
period was slowly killing me from the inside.
Stiles saved the day,
however. He told me to take some painkillers, take a few stuff I needed and
we’d have a sleepover in his place. His dad was still at the police station, so we had
the house for ourselves. Having a cute quiet evening on his house, sitting in
the couch and watching movies sounded perfect to me.
So when Stiles
parked his Jeep at his house and we came in, he immediately did everything he
could to make me feel as comfortable as possible.
“Today I’m going to
spoil you, Y/N” Stiles mumbled as he searched in his drawers.
“You always spoil
me” I teased him, laying in his bed feebly, silently wincing at my cramps and
praying the painkillers would stop them soon.
“You got me there” He chuckled.
Stiles might seem
forgetful and messy, but he was so thoughtful towards me. He did spoil me a
little; he’d buy me expensive stuff for my birthday even though I kept telling
him I didn’t want him wasting his money on me like that. But he just wouldn’t
listen. He’d also prepare endearing little dates when we had the time and
randomly text me sometimes to just chat because he couldn’t stay away from me
But during my
period, he’d be even more of a sweetheart than he already was.
He finally closed
the drawers and handed me three items of clothing.
“Thanks, babe” I
gave him a quick kiss in the lips and he smirked at me.
“Need help getting
I smiled in spite of
my pain and gently shoved him.
“I’ll be in the
kitchen if you need me, beautiful” Stiles left a loving kiss in my hair and
then left, closing the door behind him.
I heavily sighed and
looked at the clothes that lay in the bed next to me. Just thinking about
standing up and getting changed looked like a lot of work and the only acceptable
position to ease my cramps was lying down.
But those clothes
looked so cozy, soft and comfortable… And they were Stiles’, they smelt like
Sighing again, I
stood up. I took my jeans and t-shirt off and slid the shaggy and oversized
When I arrived into
the kitchen wearing some gray sweatpants, a white large t-shirt and a big green
hoodie, I saw it was a complete mess.
Cupboards open everywhere. The counter
filled with plates, bowls and bags of flour and other cooking ingredients. And
Stiles in the middle of all, his shirt stained with flour.
“The hell are you
doing, Stiles?” I plopped down on a chair, tightly wrapping my arms around my
stomach to lessen the cramps.
“I’m making you brownies”
He turned to me for a moment and showed me a cheeky grin.
I couldn’t help but
laugh at the idea of the clumsy and fidgety Stiles Stilinski actually trying to
“You’re baking?” I
bit my bottom lip hard to hide a smile.
“Laugh all you want,
but you’ll get no brownies if you misbehave, Y/N” He pointed a wooden spoon covered
in chocolate menacingly at me. The chocolate smelled delicious.
“Will you let me
lick the spoon when you’re done?” I innocently batted my eyelashes at him,
making him smile that goofy grin.
“Sure, but only if
you don’t laugh at me” He turned around -not without a cute little kiss in my nose- and got back to the baking, pressing
his lips together in concentration. “You won’t even have to
move a finger, I’ll do it all for you today”
sweetheart, Stiles” I stood up and wrapped my arms around his neck, leaving a
soft kiss on his cheek.
“I know” He smugly replied, raising an eyebrow.
I didn’t know if it
was for Stiles’ cares or if the painkillers were finally working, but I felt
much better. More cheerful and energetic.
“Are we watching a
movie later?” I checked, although I already knew the answer. Indeed, Stiles
hummed affirmatively. “What are we watching?”
obviously” He scoffed at me, offended that I didn’t already know.
“The originals?” The
prequels were pretty shitty compared to the good old Star Wars trilogy.
repeated, stirring the mix of ingredients of the bowl he was holding.
We stood there in
silence, only the sound of the wooden spoon gently but rapidly hitting the
glass bowl audible.
“Why don’t you get
comfortable in the couch and prepare the movie while I put this in the oven?” Stiles
finally broke the silence and briefly looked at me over his shoulder.
I walked to the livingroom and put the New Hope
DVD on –because Stiles obviously had the whole saga in DVD, as a good and
dedicated fan –, I then threw myself into the couch, sending a wave of pain
across my lower stomach as I did that. I had almost forgotten about the
In no time, Stiles
joined me in the couch and we hit play to watch the movie.
We both stirred in
excitement as the titles started along with the epic theme song that we both
sang along to, of course.
“Here” Stiles gave
me the empty bowl and I used the spoon to scrape out the remaining of the
chocolate and then lick it like he had promised me. I offered him the last of the chocolate and he happily ate it too.
Then I snuggled into
his side and lay my head on his chest as he rested his hands in my stomach,
rubbing his bony fingers against my skin in little circles that helped with the
When we were halfway
The Empire Strikes Back, I even lost interest in the movie.
Stiles forgot that
the brownies were in the oven and almost burned the house down, but luckily
didn’t. Also, the effect of the painkillers had passed and I was all sulky and
cuddly like a little girl.
Noticing I needed to
cheer up because my insides felt like they were shredding appart, Stiles kept
cuddling me and playing with my hair, squeezing me tight when my period made me moan in pain.
“I love you, Y/N” He said out of nowhere. Probably because the scene where they put Han Solo in the
carbonite was up soon.
“I know” I replied
in the only way I knew I should.
Stiles giggled and
left a kiss in the side of my head.
“Did it hurt?” He
snapped, sounding serious.
“When you fell from
“Stiles!” I laughed
at his goofiness and hid my face on his chest, embracing the closeness and
Being there with
him, snuggling in the couch, feeding each other brownies and watching the best movie ever
was just perfect.
“Are you a camera?
Because everytime I look at you I smile” He continued, and I knew he wasn’t
intending to stop any time soon. He just loved pick-up lines, and he knew I did as well.
“Stooooop” I pleaded, my mouth still covered
by his shirt.
“I’m not going to stop until I see you smile,
grumpy face” He pinched my cheek jokingly, so I shoved my face further into his
“You must be a ninja, because you snuck into
my heart” I chuckled and shook silently, trying to hide the fact that I was
“If you were a vegetable you’d be a
cute-cumber” He said, a smile notable in his voice.
I finally gave up and started laughing out
“That was good” I admited, placing my feet in
the couch as well.
“Do you have a Band-Aid? Because I just scraped
my knee falling for-” Just as he was finishing the sentence, a knock on the
door cut him.
He looked down at me, silently asking me to
let him stand up to get it. I pouted at him, too comfortable to let him go.
“I’ll be back in a second” He reassured me.
I groaned, reluctantly, and scooted away from
him so the weight of my body was off him.
He walked to the door and when it swung open I heard a voice.
“Dude, we were supposed to meet one hour ago!”
Since most of the pack came by, Stiles offered
them to come in. Scott, Lydia, Kira, Liam, Malia and Derek.
Still, my boyfriend got back to the couch
with me to give me cuddles and feed me the remaining of the brownies before the
pack could eat them.
The Empire Strikes back had almost finished,
and the whole pack was up to see Return of the Jedi. But Lydia and Derek didn’t
look too pumped up about it. And Malia was just confused.
“Did you fart? Because you blew me away”
Stiles whispered in my ear, and I snorted at the terribly awesome pick-up line.
Even he laughed at how lame it was.
“You have something
in your lips” He bent down until our mouths gently touched and then smirked. “It
was my lips”
I looked at the
pack, who was sitting in the floor watching the movie while the two of us
occupied the entirety of the couch. They seemed too busy watching the light
saber battles to mind us.
“Are you a cat? Cause you are purrrfect” That
one was so Stiles that he even might have made it up himself.
I smiled up at him and uttered a tiny ‘meow’ that
made him go ‘aw’ and give me a kiss in the nose.
“You’re like pizza. Even when you are bad, you’re good”
“Are you a pizza? Because you sure are cheesy”
Kira whispered, but I heard her and it made me chuckle.
“Aw, that one was good though” Scott turned
his head to us, making me laugh and annoying Stiles.
“Dude, stop using your wolfy hearing!” Stiles
threw his hands up in the air in frustration.
“Why? Am I annoying
you?” Scott grinned widely, teasing his friend.
“Yeah, a little
privacy here?” Stiles scowled at him. “Focus on the movie, you need to watch it
“Will you guys shut
up? I’m trying to watch the movie” I meddled in, although my voice came out
hoarse and sleepy. My eyes had closed themselves.
asleep” Derek absently mumbled, finally enjoying the movie and not taking his
eyes off it.
“Yeah, whatever” I
stirred a little and got comfortable over my boyfriend’s torso.
I felt Stiles’ lips
leaning in my forehead and leaving a little kiss there, but he didn’t put his
mouth away from my skin.
“I love you, Stiles” I whispered so only he could hear me.
“I know” He happily
said before I fell into a deep sleep.
My story starts at sea, a perilous voyage to an unknown land. A shipwreck. The wild waters roar and heave. The brave vessel is dashed all to pieces. And all the helpless souls within her drowned. All save one. A lady. Whose soul is greater than the ocean, and her spirit stronger than the sea’s embrace. Not for her a watery end, but a new life beginning on a stranger shore. It will be a love story. For she will be my heroine for all time. And her name will be Viola.