Tag update for enemies to friends to lovers? Y'all are the best blessings and blessings.
“Stiles, I’ll clear up your confusion about the position. Derek here needs someone to live with him. He’s a difficult person to live with, so I won’t sugarcoat that. But his responsibilities at the company right now make it impossible for him to actually take care of himself and his home. That would be your job,” Laura explained.
Both Stiles and Derek objected at the same time.
Derek had returned from a conference where the new CEO, Mr Stiles Stilinski, took over his company in a so called meeting where all the white collared, richly clothed shareholders - assholes - voted against Derek. He hadn’t even waited for a final handshake with the new owner. He knew, he’d never be able to fake a smile when his heart was shattering into a thousand pieces. Well, they had Peter to deal with these formalities.
[aka, Derek was already having the worst day when he was hit by his heat, right in the middle of his office]
Never let it be said that being a criminal was easy. No, no, far from the glamorous life the movies would have you believe.
Throw into the equation a rival criminal who is intent on taking all your targets? Stiles’ career as a multi-million-dollar criminal has been threatened ever since Derek goddamn Hale entered the scene one long, painful year ago.
And he’s ready to set the record straight.
Or the one where everyone is a criminal and Stiles and Derek have an insane amount of sexual tension.
Derek Hale is the bane of the office, showering them all in obnoxious memos, and Stiles is sick of it. Sick of it to the point of maybe doing something a little rash… like holding Derek’s lunch hostage.
No one ever claimed Stiles knows how to handle his crushes on assholes.
It’s the worst day in Stiles’ life and the last thing he wants is to deal with Derek Hale’s bullshit.
Derek feels pretty much the same.
So Derek has been Stiles’ number uno enemy since like day ONE okay nothing aggravates him more than seeing Derek’s dumb jock pretty boy face every morning of every day of high school. In fact, Stiles hates that fucker SO much that he’s been on a quest to give Derek the most fucked up flower bouquets for his girlfriend that secretly mean “I hate your guts” or “you smell like a toilet” or whatever.
Stiles just wants to win the annual cookie decorating contest. Too bad his nemesis Derek Hale is competing, too.
“You’re kind of obsessed with him,” Scott muses, after throwing his 4th tater tot at Stiles’ face to take his attention away from where Derek is laughing with his mouth full over something that Isaac said. Of course he’s eating a goddamn cobb salad. Too sophisticated for the rubbery pizza that Stiles is currently shoving into his mouth.
“You guys don’t understand professional rivalry.”
“There’s nothing professional about the way you look at him,” Scott mumbles.
Derek Hale always beats Stiles out for the lead in the fall musical, and Stiles hates him. A lot.
Except he doesn’t. At all.