“You’re so going down, Derek. No one has ever beat me at a staring contest.”
Derek didn’t say anything, just continued to look into Stiles’ eyes without blinking. Finally, a few moments later, Stiles blinked. “Damn, Derek, do you not have tear ducts? Do you not need to blink?”
Derek finally blinked then kissed Stiles. Stiles looked surprised for a moment before he laughed. “What was that for?”
“When light reflects against your eyes, sometimes it looks like moonbeams.”
Stiles laughed again, delightedly now. “I fucking love you.”
“And I’m a sap. I know.”
“I love that about you too.”
It’s cold and rainy here and yes I’m writing more fluff. I can’t help it. I want them to be happy. THEY DESERVE TO BE HAPPY. Okay I’m done now lol. Today’s words from @sterekdrabbles are: Eye, moon, and beat. Thank you!
This is a tale of the King Eternal, bold and mighty and forever stalwart. This is a tale of the fated warrior, the leader meant to end the infection of evil across our lands. This is a tale of a young village boy, made mighty by his destiny.
This is Izuku’s tale.
My Bro @thehoardofthegreatdragon and I have absolutely no self control and too creative brains. And we’re very happy about it! We hope you’ll enjoy this new project!!