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Broduce 101: Episode 10 (Quick Livestream Recap)

This post contains spoilers. 

  • We go straight up to the Regal Chair of Doom for the elimination opening.
  • There are a few hair changes! Minki is dark haired again, while Sanggyun had an ashy blond dye job and a trim.
  • They’re not sure what the cut off is because of the rumours and the doubt BoA’s script had provided last episode.
  • Hyunbin ambitiously wants to be first, and the trainees laugh their heads off at this proclamation.
  • Entrance pose time!
  • Pledis trainees come in by imitating Nu’est maknae Minki’s disjointed shoulder trick.
  • Little Lee Woojin does the thigh touching move from sexy concept song Open.
  • MMO trainees, Daniel and Jisung, dance to Sistar’s Touch My Body. It makes me feel low key bitter because my girls :(
  • RBW Lee Gunhee did some hip swinging.
  • Extra as hell, Fantagio Ong Sungwoo brought a bag with him to recreate his now iconic moment from the work out episode.
  • WH Creative Seo Sungyhuk did some of IKYK choreo. Cutie
  • YGK+ Kwon Hyunbin did the robot.
  • Popular WinkDeep boys Maroo Park Jihoon and C9 Bae Jinyoung did twin moves
  • Ardor and Able hilariously recreate a reference to Noh Taehyun’s viral stomach scratching picture.
  • Starship Jung Sewoon did the world’s tiniest Nayana gesture.
  • CUBE chicks do a Twice Knock Knock reference.
  • OUI Donghan did a weird dance move on the floor. 
  • Only top 20 gets through. So this rumour was right. It’s like Mnet’s playing two lies one truth lol
  • BoA gets ajumeoni claps as she enters. That dress looks like something from Red Velvet’s closet though.
  • Fanservice to soothe the pain begins with cute dorm footage.
  • Snack time is abound in the dorms once again. One trainee carries what looks like a fuckin mountain of cup ramen across the room at some point.
  • They reveal a bit of first week footage with the HOTSHOT boys depositing their luggage in the waiting room. Sungwoon’s massive show insole falls out and he gets embarrassed, all ‘When did this come out??’
  • Sunghyuk has a bit where he comes into to visit his hyungs and gets scolded for his informality. He gets visibly scared by Jihoon’s sternness, leaving with his tail between his legs until Ong-ssi calls him back.
  • Ong-ssi: Why’d you come in here?
  • Sunghyuk (looking like he may cry): For…no reason.
  • All the hyungs: Oh, that’s good! :D I’m glad you came to see us!!! :))
  • Sunghyuk almost passes out in relief when he realises they were teasing him lol
  • There’s a cut of how the boys all pull out make up to touch up when production staff calls for a break, yanking out their compacts and pat-patting away at their faces.
  • Jisung eomma is the funniest of all of course, whipping out the compact with a flourish and patting his too red lips to blend them out.
  • Ong-ssi puts on a few dozen coats of tinted lip balm and gets ticked off by staff for the red lips visible across the hall 
  • Jaehwan touches up Baekho’s nose for him 
  • Another cut is product placement for face packs, its a sponsored bit (you can always tell when Samuel’s acting, bless him) but they play around well with the differently coloured mask creams.
  • Sungwoon gets 101 written on his face by his dongsaengs, Jihoon makes himself up like a panda while Baekho gets a beard. He’s very pleased with it. A universal cutie.
  • Deffo more natural PPL than the herbal supplement.
  • There’s a cut of early morning shower singing from vocal kids RIP FNC Yoo Hwiseung, getting screentime once he’s been kicked.
  • Sad practice shots with Jaehwan’s acoustic guitar backing and singing of Nayana. I ALREADY FEEL BAD FOR THEM FUK U MNET
  • Cut to more cheerful trainee time.
  • Noh Taehyun once again has to heatedly defend himself because of his stomach clip after already having to clarify he’s not a crybaby. He claims the clip was from after a rehearsal sesh, and he was hot and sweaty so, “I WAS FANNING MYSELF I WASN’T SCRATCHING MY TUMMY EVERYONE!!”
  • CUBE kids explain their initial awkwardness. Their company wanted them to be clear hyung-dongsaeng on the show, but they were friends while they were trainees earlier. This means Seonho can’t use banmal with him anymore and has to remember to call Guanlin hyung. It doesn’t affect Lai Guanlin, but Seonho is still adjusting lol 
  • Minhyun likes sweet boy Seonho, but the younger kid keeps hugging him and is really fond of skinship. 
  • Minhyun: It’s like he’s my girlfriend…he needs to dial it down a bit.
  • Seonho: It’s just because I love my hyung???!
  • Daehwi gets a stool to stand on for his individual bit, and is mildly indignant about it. He doesn’t think he’s that short and pulls out massive insoles from his shoes before also ratting out Sasuke Uchiha cosplayer Bae Jinyoung’s use of insoles.
  • His friend is not happy, and has to reveal his own massive foam shoe inserts.
  • Bae Jinyoung: They’re only 2cm!!
  • Staff: Only because you’re pressing down on them like that.
  • Auntie Jisung, true to form, mentions Daniel’s night talking. 
  • “Mom, you’re embarrassing me!!” - Kang Daniel, probably.
  • Red lip tint fans Daniel and Sanggyun get called out for their always pink lips, and Daniel gets his own back by pointing out that Yoon Jisung also always wears tons of it. 
  • Kang Daniel called my boy with his ludicrous pink lips an ajumma!!
  • Sewoon loves his awkward wink edited with post its on his face and the Jaehwan and Sewoon vocal ship continues to sail.
  • Hosts Auntie Jisung and Ong Sungwoo for basketball manga oppa times
  • Ong-ssi: Why are you here? Did you trainees only come to have fun here on the show?
  • Auntie Jisung: Yes. I did. 
  • They chant ONGSUNG ONGSUNG ONGSUNG for themselves. New comedy MC duo, I loaf
  • Speed quiz is first up, with sexy waves from OngSung MCs.
  • Showtime team do okay, Samuel flips onto his back to act out samgyetang. I died. How do you even think of that.
  • IKYK: Moonbok hard carries. He’s so pretty but that hairstyle…a topknot and scarf wrapped around his head..I wear my own hair like that for house cleans. Taedong quivers for a bit  when he gets his word, before dancing The Boys for SNSD. 
  • Open: Daniel does a piss poor imitation of Baekho, who laughs like a baby the whole segment. Seonho gets Ahn Junyoung (the P101 main producer) and wavers for a bit before yelling, ”Ah! PASS!” 
  • Oh Little Girl: Ayn Hyungseob has apple hair! He struggles to convey swag, imitating Baekho and Daniel to no avail. His team finally gets it only because Lee Euiwoong hears Noh Taheyun say, ‘Ah, Hyungseobie definitely has none of this at all!!’ 
  • Never: Lai Guanlin passes because he doesn’t know the word…twice; he can’t read Hangul well and the words are too difficult. One of them is an old fashioned Korean flute like?? It’s a hard word and how do you act it out? Poor kiddo
  • IKYK team wins this segment. 
  • Next game is a game where duos come forth from each team; one trainee does an elephant nose spin, and then runs to apply lipstick on his waiting teammate.
  • My heart soars at Sanggyun and Jisung representing Showtime
  • Sewoon falls multiple times and when he gets to Euiwoong,  he keeps shaking. Euiwoong gets more and more impatient and Sewoon finally gets shoved by an annoyed hamster.
  • Jisung veers off and falls like fifteen times before getting to Sanggyun. After, Sanggyun looks at himself and thinks it’s sort of sexy. “You look pretty!!” says excited Auntie Jisung, gleefully.
  • BNM Jonghyun has a scary determined look throughout.
  • Kim Yongguk can’t even spin straight, falling over every two spins like a new born puppy. He crawls to Kenta, who waits patiently to have his whole face attacked viciously with red lipstick 
  • Kenta, when the trainees go into splits and Yongguk is still stabbing his cheeks with lipstick: WHY? WHY??
  • Lee Daehwi remains perfectly, characteristically competent, calmly dabbing on Wartortle GodJonghyun’s lips like a seasoned make up artist. 
  • Yoo Seonho gets to draw again on a caring hyung picked by him, so he picks Daniel
  • Jaehwan picks Emperor Hwang for redoing the segment. Jaehwan runs lopsided and dementedly fast to draw on his hyung, frightening poor Gunhee on the sidelines.
  • Seonho applies eight hundred layers of red on Daniel’s mouth lol
  • The next game is team jump roping and posing for a photo 
  • This was hilarious - you have to look them up, I died laughing at their faces mid air. These are the pictures I’m getting blown up and signed if I ever see them in person. 
  • Open team wins overall, and receives the PPL face packs.
  • After this dose of healing (this is what Jonghyun calls the segment, with another of his ha ha HAs) cuteness, we go back to elims.
  • The rankings from last episode are finally revealed for the highest ranking from the live audience. To no one’s surprise, Daniel won the 220,000 benefit.
  • 1 and 20 to be revealed last for the suspense
  • Jung Sewoon ranked 19. 
  • Woodam and Donghan have a depressingly self aware discussion about how they know they’re lucky to have this far.
  • Joo Haknyeon is 18. The boys are all shocked but he’s had awful press lately. He’s losing grace swiftly, and this is his first time falling out of top 11.
  • BNM Im Youngmin has fortunately made it at 17, despite the (totally undeserved) hate he received. He even apologised, for some reason
  • CUBE Seonho was 16, he almost fell out his seat with shock as his name was called.
  • Ren, Hyungseob and Jaehwan all make it in succession.
  • Minhyun’s apparent ‘mistaken’ reveal of his rank was at 12 but it’s Pledis Kang Dongho at 12. The trainees all imitate Baekho’s Boy in Love head bob lol
  • Pledis Minhyun makes it at 11. He’s handsome on the big screen, and sings at BoA’s request. All the trainees have a shim koong.
  • Lee Daaehwi at 10. I’m grateful he stays top 11 though a cutie 
  • MMO Yoon Jisung makes it at 9!! YES HE’S BACK IN TOP 11 I LOVE MY AUNTIE!!
  • So do the trainees, they’re all more excited than he is at his rank, there’s a veritable swarm as they congratulate their eomma.
  • Samuel’s having a breakdown from nerves.
  • Auntie Jisung’s ugly crying is slightly muted this time - his company must have scolded him. Daniel is super relieved his hyung’s back in top 11, and Jisung thanks people for supporting him and his dream.
  • Ong Sungwoo is safe at number 8. BoA asks him to do his Ong-slate bit, which of course, he does with every bit of over the top acting he can.
  • Nation’s leader Angel God Jonghyun dropped to 7, but at least Wartortle’s safe.
  • Good shot of the empty Nu’est seats as Jonghyun thanks the voters for supporting him and his fellow Pledis trainees.
  • Brand New Music Park Woojin makes it to 6! He still has an eye patch on, I hope he’s recovering well. BoA asks him to do his famous snaggle-toothed smile. A cutie.
  • Samuel’s proper freaking out but he makes it at 5. He thanks all his Showtime hyungs by name but forgets Jisung, adding him last when he realises. Jisung, my drama queen, pouts in mock offence 
  • Goodness, you can really see the relief on Samuel’s face when he sinks into his chair, my poor kid.
  • BoA calls out Ha Sungwoon and Bae Jinyoung for the next two possible ranks
  • Ha Sungwoon can’t stop yelling in shock for being in the top 5, he just screams endlessly. When the camera points at him for the shot right before BoA announces his name, he thinks it’s someone else in his row because he really wasn’t expecting it.
  • ME NEITHER MATE THERE IS SOME FAIRNESS IN THE WORLD I LIVE FOR THIS RISE
  • Bae Jinyoung is 4. The two pick voting helped him climb back up, WinkDeep sails. In celebration, he does the aegyo bit from his intro.
  • Sungwoon makes it at number 3 (more slightly muted screaming)
  • I’m that tear waterfall pokemon gif, and so is he, sort of. This caught me off guard but I love being wrong about this sort of stuff.
  • Popular kids, teen pick Jihoon and noona pick Daniel for top two. 
  • Daniel and Little Woojin exchange non-forced reassurance as they wait for his rank to be announced.
  • Sidenote while watching the livestream: That Cha Eunwoo kid is in a lot of ads for a rookie. He’s rather handsome.
  • MMO Kang Daniel ranks number 1. It’s his first time, he never thought he’ll be Jihoon’s rival, but he’s deeply grateful. 
  • Which puts Park Jihoon at a safe 2. He thanks his fans for their continued support. His consistency has been incredible, he’s never left the top of the pyramid. 
  • Last trainee for the cut off at 20. These shots of my eliminated talented boys makes me sad.
  • They draw out my pain by showing the ranks from 35 upwards, and having the trainees speak as they get booted.
  • Bye little maknae Lee Woojin, star vocal Park Woodam, RBW meme Lee Gunhee and musicial kid Kim Yehyun
  • All of I Know You Know got booted. My sweet boy WH Creative Seo Sunghyuk cries. The Vibe knight boy Taedong and blond pretty kid OUI Donghan are composed. They must have all expected this.
  • Oh, Donghyun. His BNM trainees look like they’re going to cry as he asks the voters to support them.
  • Sanggyun spits some sugar coated bitterness, Noh Taehyun and Takada Kenta are graceful.
  • Visual dark horse Moonbok, who got played by Mnet the most, leaves the show too. He really speaks very prettily. 3
  • BoA says this isn’t the end for their careers. I wish I can be that optimistic.
  • Yuehua Lee Euiwoong doesn’t make the cut. You can see Hyungseob’s face fall.
  • YGK+ Kwon Hyunbin is eliminated at 22. He says a nice ment too, but lasting this long considering his background and skillset is just miraculous.
  • It’s between Kim Yongguk and Lai Guanlin for rank 20. 
  • Honestly, I’d never have guessed this in a million years. Kim Yongguk, maybe, because of his lack of clear broship, but Cube chicks must get a lot of their hype from teenagers. 
  • Lai Guanlin makes it by the skin of his teeth. 
  • We have to say goodbye to Arctic Fox Kim Yongguk. This feels so unfair, he had such a nice, melancholy tone. 
  • Daniel leads the ending salutations to the national producers.
  • Last voting period opens, and it’s one pick. This season has been super makjang for real. Far out.
  • We cut to a new day, the top 20 trainees have gathered for final evaluation mission. BoA reminds them this is the final, debut mission for the live broadcast finale.
  • The trainees will be split into two teams to perform one of two songs, Super Hot or Hands on Me. I’m keen to hear these songs, the composers are really well known. The choreography has to be created by the trainees themselves.
  • Harvey Mason and his team created Hands On Me, the demo sounds like a laid back jazzy track that will probably go the IKYK way (hashtag bitter).
  • Ryan Jhun, who composed Nayana and EXO’s Love Me Right, my favourite EXO title song by far, wrote Super Hot, which is more funky, fast paced. 
  • I take a minute to thank Mother Mary for the lack of EDM. Let’s hope it doesn’t jump out on me when I hear the full songs.
  • Positions depend on rank, with low ranking trainees picking first and the higher ones possessing the ability to replace them if they want the position.
  • Im Youngmin’s penalty for leaking spoilers is that he has to take what’s left over, so he picks first and can be replaced.
  • Seonho ambitiously displaces Haknyeon for sub-vocal 3 on Super Hot, pushing him down to 4.
  • Hyungseob pushes Joo Haknyeon further down to 5 lol
  • Then Daehwi pushes him to rapper 1
  • Jonghyun comes in to shove him to the other team, as vocal 6 for Hands on Me.
  • Dead. His fellow trainees seemingly have no faith in him at all. 
  • Jaehwan takes his rightful place as main vocal for Hands on Me.
  • Sewoon had picked sub vocal 1 on the same song earlier, wanting to sing with Jaehwan. 
  • Minhyun continues to be a Joseon level strategist by pushing Sewoon to a different team. Samuel moves him back but to a lower vocal position. 
  • Daniel changes Sungwoon’s team from Hands on Me sub vocal 1 to Super Hot but promotes him to main vocal  on there so it works out well.
  • Everyone on Super Hot understandably wants to be centre considering the timing of the mission and they all sing the main chorus line to compete. 
  • Samuel has to create the choreo and formations as the strongest dance trainee. His teammates come up with a bunch of unhelpful suggestions and he’s stressing out again.
  • Ong-slate opens on Hands on Me discussions.
  • They’re discussing leader, Ong-ssi surprisingly nominates himself and receives the position.
  • Again, everyone wants to be centre and audition with the ‘killing part’ but they don’t show centre pick.
  • We see the eliminated trainees crying at the eliminations again before next week’s trailer and ranks. 
  • Below is a comprehensive list of this week’s rankings. I’ll post the entire set this time, because we’re down to only 20 :(
  1. Kang Daniel 
  2. Park Jihoon 
  3. Ha Sungwoon 
  4. Bae Jinyoung 
  5. Kim Samuel 
  6. Park Woojin 
  7. Kim Jonghyun 
  8. Ong Sungwoo 
  9. Yoon Jisung 
  10. Lee Daehwi
  11. Hwang Minhyun 
  12. Kang Dongho 
  13. Kim Jaehwan 
  14. Ahn Hyungseop 
  15. Choi Minki
  16. Yoo Seonho
  17. Im Youngmin 
  18. Joo Haknyeon 
  19. Jung Sewoon 
  20. Lai Guanlin 
Don’t Be Salty

For dude-its-bcn-hlls because she wanted a ‘punk!Sterek’ AU and also because she wrote me a nifty piece earlier and I can’t not be romantic back so THERE


Sometimes, Stiles questions his life choices.
 Like that one time he threw a Christmas tree out of a seventh floor window. Or the time he got drunk and told Erica he loved her. Or the time he asked Scott to find a dead body with him…
 But none of them, not even the small werewolf-sized elephant in the room, top this. Because the thing is, Stiles is talented. He’s spent three years at collage studying art, started his own tattoo business at the age of twenty one. He has work in galleries for fuck sake. And yet here he is, drawing, of all things, a panda.
 ‘But pandas are cute!’ Scott had tried to convince him earlier in the day. ‘You can even make it arty. You know, make it pink or something!?’
Stiles had nearly snapped his pencil in half.

So yeah, regretting life choices is starting to be something of a trend in his life.
 But he draws the panda. Because he’s a nice guy. And also because he’ll get an extra thirty dollars for it. No arguing with that logic.
 He’s just finishing the shading over one of the sickeningly large eyes when there’s a knock on his door. Considering it’s eight thirty on a Friday evening, Stiles assumes it’s not Isaac or Allison. Because they’re out. Which leaves one last broody asshat.
‘Come in,’ Stiles calls, not bothering to get up. He’s in sweatpants and his t-shirt from work, folded up on his bed. Granted he’s covered in pastel coloured paint, mainly pink, a little blue, but he doesn’t think that’ll eat away at his badass facade too dramatically.
The door opens slowly, swinging forward a little to reveal the usual ensemble of black, and… and Stiles has stopped breathing.
‘What the ever-loving fuck has happened to you?’ he yelps, dumping his sketchbook on the bed next to him. Paint splatters the sheets.
 It’s not the best response, he knows that. But when your usual two hundred pound mass of broody werewolf shows up at your door covered in leather and sporting… pink hair, it can be somewhat disarming.
 In Derek’s defence, he looks absolutely furious.
 ‘It’s for Erica’s party,’ he all but growls. He gestures at the leather. ‘She chose the outfits.’
 Internally, Stiles applauds Erica’s power. Externally, he just stares. ‘Did she also choose the pink hairspray, or was that a personal touch?’
 Derek could light fires with the hatred in his eyes.
 ‘Okay,’ Stiles backs up, sliding off the sheets and raising his arms to shoulder height, ‘okay so the hair thing was Erica too. Why does that bring you to my room?’
 ‘I can’t…’ Derek starts, waving a hand suggestively around his head. His cheeks are bright pink. ‘I can’t get the hair stuff… I can’t get it even.’
 Stiles almost laughs. Almost. He values his life too much to do it out loud. He notices the small can of hairspray in Derek’s other hand, the one not covered in a leather glove, and the dots connect. ‘Oh,’ he says slowly, gesturing at the can. ‘Oh, you want me to do it?’
 Derek, if possible, goes even pinker. His shoulders visibly sag as he starts to back out of the room. ‘It’s okay, you don’t have to. It was stupid to ask-‘
 ‘Woah, there Princess Bubblegum,’ Stiles interrupts, practically sprinting to stop Derek from leaving, ‘I didn’t mean it like that.’ He smiles up at Derek, and plucks the can from his hand, ignores the vicious look Derek’s giving him. Because despite what he might think, Stiles likes having Derek around. He’s the only one who really gets his work. Everyone acknowledges it, nods in interest, then gives up. Derek sits for hours watching him draw, actually asks him about things. He’s even got a few of Stiles’ designs inked on his arms; some swooping, erratic coloured ones that mean something more than anyone but the two of them will ever know. They’re mixed with other designs, other people’s work, but his are the ones that stand out. His are the ones Stiles traces with his eyes when Derek’s shirtless and making cereal in the morning. Or when they’re playing video games, and Stiles just happens to sit next to him on the couch. His eyes go straight to those stretching hours spent alone in his shop, tracing permanent lines of ink onto Derek’s phenomenal form.
 But that’s neither here nor there.

‘Now,’ he says, taking a step back. ‘Where do I start?’
  Derek, god bless his heart, actually has the grace to look grateful.
 ‘Maybe I should sit?’ he says, gesturing at the only place suitable; the bed.   Stiles smirks, bows and lets Derek pass.
 ‘Sit away.’
 ‘Don’t be a dork,’ Derek retorts.
 ‘You’re a dork,’ Stiles shoots back.
 And of course, that’s when Derek notices the sketchbook.
 ‘Bit different from your usual stuff,’ he says, picking it up and examining it. ‘Not that I don’t love Pandas,’ he adds, tracing the dry paint with the pad of his finger. ‘They’re cute.’
Stiles groans loud enough to make the earth shake. ‘Can you not,’ he whines, trying to snatch the book up. ‘It’s for one of Melissa’s friends. How the hell was I supposed to say no?’
 Derek snorts.
 Stiles glares. ‘What?’
 ‘Oh it’s nothing,’ Derek says, watching Stiles put the book down on the desk. ‘It’s just that, you call me a dork, but you’re the one drawing pandas for middle aged women.’
 ‘Didn’t anyone tell you it’s rude to assume a woman’s age,’ Stiles mutters darkly. He wholeheartedly regrets saying yes. But Melissa had asked, and to hell if he can say no to a McCall. ‘It’s just a quick one. I have some time.’
 ‘You’re ridiculous.’
 Stiles glares harder. ‘You wanna start this while I have this in my hand?’ He wiggles the can in Derek’s face. Instantly, Derek pales.
 ‘You’re right,’ he mutters, ‘sorry.’
 Stiles softens. ‘It’s cool.’ He moves until he’s on the bed behind Derek, tries not to wince at the massacre that is Derek’s hair. ‘Where do I start?’
 ‘I don’t know,’ Derek leans his chin on his knuckles. ‘Just… make it even, or… something.’
 ‘Such specific instructions,’ Stiles laughs, rolling his eyes. ‘You know if you’d have said that to me in the shop I would have put a bunny on your arm.’
 Derek shudders, turns slightly to look at him, ‘A bunny?’
 Stiles shrugs. ‘Bunnies are my speciality.’

Derek gets strangely quiet after that, so Stiles takes the opportunity to start spraying. Interestingly, it’s actually fun. Like, really fun. He might be a little too into it, if he’s honest. But whatever. Derek’s hot all the time, even with pink hair. Hold that thought, especially with pink hair.
 Stiles imagines the rest of Derek’s body hair miraculously turning pink, and wow, that was not where he thought this evening would go. But just imagining Derek’s chest hair bright pink, and his…
 ‘Shit.’
 The can goes a little further south than he envisioned, leaving half of Derek’s forehead a brilliant shade of hot pink. Derek looks less than pleased.
 ‘Oh my god, dude. I’m so sorry,’ Stiles blurts out, horrified. Before he can even think about what he’s doing, he’s dragging his pyjama bottoms from the floor and rubbing them on Derek’s face, the material covering enough that Derek can’t see how red Stiles is. Because he’s just made Derek Hale, Derek sexy eyes McHale’s face pink. Real good work, Stiles. Real good.
 He’s so engrossed in fixing his mistake, he doesn’t even notice when Derek gently lowers his hand, holding his wrist firmly enough to move it away.
 ‘Stiles,’ he says calmly, ‘it’s fine.’
 ‘No it’s not,’ Stiles says firmly, trying to regain control of his hand. ‘I’ve ruined your face.’
 ‘Like the rest of me isn’t already a state.’
 ‘But,’ Stiles starts, staring down at the now pink trousers in his hand, ‘the party. You’re gonna be late.’
 Derek laughs, rolls his eyes. ‘Erica won’t mind. She only wants me there to torment me.’
 ‘That’s not-‘
 Stiles starts to speak, but his train of thought gets lost in the corners of Derek’s mouth. Stiles hasn’t seen him smile in ages. He never realised how much he likes it.
 ‘That’s not what?’ Derek asks, leaning in a little closer. And wow, yes, that’s very close. Stiles can almost feel his breath on his face.
He doesn’t back away.
‘That’s not why you’re going,’ Stiles says, a little hoarsely. ‘She likes you. We all do.’  
 The look Derek gives him is so off-guard and earnest, Stiles actually wanders if eyes can kill. Because Derek’s hot, there’s no getting around that. But Derek, all soft features and raised eyebrows, is probably the most wonderful thing to happen since, well, anything. Stiles is pretty sure he could paint the lights in Derek’s eyes when he smiles a hundred times and still not be bored. He’s pretty sure he could fill galleries with the partition between his lips. He could kiss the stars every night and never want to come home.

‘It’s washable,’ Derek says.
 Stiles blinks. ‘What?’
 ‘The hairspray,’ Derek murmurs, finding Stiles’ eyes. ‘It’s washable.’
 Stiles suppresses a shiver, nods, then steps back, leaving the path to the doorway clear. He coughs once, rubs the back of his head with his hand. ‘Right, yes,’ he says, blinking again. ‘I’ll err, go get a towel, or-or something. Cool.’
 He bolts from the room and skids straight into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. At the sink, he braces his hands on the cool porcelain and closes his eyes, breathing deeply. He feels strangely undone, torn apart from the inside-out, the ghost of Derek’s breath still heating his cheeks.
 Trying for distraction, Stiles grabs a towel and sticks it under the tap, letting the water soak it through. He wrings it out, then takes another deep breath. He thinks he knows how the towel feels.
 ‘Stiles?’
 The voice is so close and low in his ear, Stiles can’t physically stop himself from flailing, throwing his body around with just enough finesse to miss Derek’s face, which is, again, dangerously close to his own.
 ‘Derek?’ he starts, clutching his chest. ‘What the hell-?’
 But he doesn’t finish his sentence. In a move Stiles can only describe as inhumanly fast, Derek bends and locks his hands under Stiles’ ass, lifting him up to sit on the sink. He has no idea what’s happening, but manages to link his arms around Derek’s neck, opening his legs so Derek can fit between them.
 Stiles, the master of speech that he is, only gasps and says, with a nod to the sink. ’This can’t be safe.’
 Derek shrugs. ‘I’ll know if it starts to break.’
 Stiles glares, but there’s no heat behind it. ‘Of course you will.’
 Derek snorts, ‘Don’t be salty.’
 ‘I can’t believe that sentence just came out of your mouth.’
 They’re closer now, somehow, both rushing with adrenaline and electricity, static energy sparking between them. Stiles’ eyes find Derek’s lips, map them out, then move to his eyes, stay there for a while. It’s like every dream he’s ever had, except this time, it’s better. Because it’s here, and it’s now, and it’s Derek. He never thought those things would coincide. And yet here they are, millimetres apart, both wanting, wanting, wanting so much.
 ‘I can be young too you know,’ Derek breathes, smile cracking a hole in Stiles’ restraint. ‘I can say cool things.’
 And that’s Stiles done. He can’t help the laugh that comes out of him, and desperate and airy and warm.
 ‘God, you’re such a nerd,’ he says.
 Derek scowls. They’re so close Stiles can taste his words. ’You’re a nerd.’
 Stiles barely whispers when he replies, ‘Fight me.’

When they kiss, it’s not just lips and hands and tongue. No, it’s friction and fire and teeth and quiet moans pressed against the bathroom mirror. It’s Derek carrying him back to the bedroom when the sink starts to make ominous creaking noises. It’s them pressed together as Derek sucks bruises into his neck, tracing his tongue around the ink decorating his skin. It’s Stiles pulling Derek’s shirt over his head like his skin is the only thing that can cure him.
 Derek ends up being an hour late to the party.
 Stiles has an exceptionally hard time washing pink hairspray off his bedsheets.