Fire & Ice | Stiles Stilinski
From: Teen Wolf
Pairing: Stiles x reader
Prompt: “I thought you said you knew ice skating?”
Word count: 3,034
Warnings: just pure fluff, tiny mention of sex and Christmas stuff (is that even a warning?)
A/N: So, this is my entry for @all-alone-he-turns-to-stone’s writing challenge. I don’t usually enter them because of my slight anxiety, but this prompt was too cute not to. This was super fun to write and I hope you like it as much as me. Enjoy xoxo
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“Do you have a reservation?” the waiter politely asked with a small hint of an Italian accent. Wow, so posh.
“Yes, under Stilinski,” Stiles replied as he strengthened his grip around my waist.
“Perfect. Please follow me.” Both Stiles and I nodded and were escorted to our candle lit table right in the middle of the restaurant. “I’ll be back with the menus in a couple minutes. Would you like to order something to drink in the meantime?”
“A bottle of Vermetino would be great, thank you,” Stiles requested, trying to pull off his best Italian accent as he named the wine. The waiter nodded and disappeared shortly after, leaving my handsome boyfriend and I on our own.
I adjusted myself in my seat, careful not to ruin the long black dress I was wearing and, as I admired the elegant place where Stiles had brought me, I stated, “This is truly amazing. I’m very glad we could finally find a moment to spend by ourselves, without our jobs getting in the way. I mean, they’re both really important, but it’s nice to have a night out every now and then, just the two of us.”