Stiles hears whispers about the hot grad assistant in his criminal psych class so he grabs a seat near the front and waits for the said GA to come into the classroom.
He isn’t expecting Derek Hale to walk in wearing a soft blue sweater, dark jeans, and GLASSES.
He really isn’t expecting Derek to smile at the class and start passing out the syllabus.
He’s down right shocked when Derek gets to him and stops what he’s doing to stare openly at him.
And Stiles, being the little shit he is gives Derek a cocky smile and a wink as he says, “Long time no see, should I call you professor?”
Derek blinks and looks around the room to see everyone gaping at them. “I’m Derek Hale and this is intro to criminal psychology, Dr. Parker will be in shortly, she was running late.”
The semester ends up consisting mostly of Stiles flirting with Derek and busting his ass in the class to impress him.
Except Derek isn’t taking the bait because he’s trying to be professional. But as soon as he finishes grading the last final for the class he shows up outside of Stiles dorm and kissed the shit of him.
“About time,” Stiles says when they finally break apart, “Want to come in? We’ve got some making up to do.”
Derek just nods and follows Stiles inside the room where they spend the night making out, watching movies, and catching up about the last few years.
Stiles took up boxing when he went off to college so he wouldn’t feel as weak and helpless. His new friend Erin already had a gym she went to, so she took him once.
Imagine his surprise when he sees a familiar back punching one of the heavy bags in the corner. Cora Hale turns around before Stiles can even approach her; she gives him a cool nod and goes back to her punching.
The next time Stiles goes there’s another familiar back with Cora. Derek walks over to Stiles slowly, like he’s afraid he’ll spook Stiles if he moves too quickly.
“DC, huh?” Derek asks, a smile tugging at his mouth as he looks at Stiles.
Stiles skin feels hot under Derek’s gaze, but his voice is calm when he speaks, “Long time no see, Hale; you look good.”
“So do you,” Derek says. “Need someone to train with?”
Erin is behind Derek with a shit-eating grin and she waves him off, so Stiles says, “I could use a partner.”
had so much fun writing this! I really hope you enjoy it, bb! There is pre-Derek/Stiles of the pining variety as well as pre-Cora/Allison in the same pining way. Oh, also, this is not a Harry Potter AU or anything. They’re just Potter geeks. LOL This is Fic #48
in my 2017 Prompt Challenge
Hundred Points to Slytherin. Cora & Stiles BrOTP. Teen. Also on AO3.
and Stiles are a great team whose latest assignment is recovering a magical
vase from the guy who stole it.
we get arrested, it’s your fault.” Cora loops the bungee cord around her hand
and tugs, testing the strength.
exactly did you come to that conclusion again?” Stiles asks curiously, typing
the codes needed to hack into the security system. “I’m getting us video access
so we avoid running into any of Callahan’s goons. That means I’m doing my best
to prevent us from getting arrested.”
Author’s note: Hail to my free period! I finished it!! I was exceptionally avid to work on it for @sleepingwithchemicaldiscofallout having messaged me yesterday, asking me when I’m posting it. I hope you will like it, too, sweetie :3 And see for yourself if you were right, haha!
first, I can’t do anything else but stare at Peter’s figure with
what I think is disbelief on my face. A half-smile curls up the
corner of his mouth as he takes a step closer to me. A little voice
at the back of my mind is shouting at me to inch backwards, but I
refrain from doing so – this is Derek’s uncle. His family. It
would be stupid to act like a scared little cat around him,
Derek and I are going out now.
instead of acting rudely, I force a smile on my face and greet him,
as carefree as possible. He says, “I believe we didn’t have the
chance to introduce ourselves properly the last time I was here.”
Peter sticks his hand out for me to shake, which I take and give it a
mild, yet determined squeeze. He reciprocates it. “I’m Peter
I answer, nodding towards the dining-room. “I made lunch. Do you
want to join us? Derek should be home soon.”
you were expecting him and not me,” he points out. His comment
stings just a tad. Without sparing a glance at me, he walks pass me
to make a beeline for Derek’s study. I follow him there, feeling
awkward all of a sudden. What is he doing here anyway? And why is he
rifling through Derek’s files in pursuit of something?
can’t resist asking, “What are you looking for?” Peter doesn’t
pause even for a second, just keeps pulling the drawers open and
pushing them closed.
told my secretary, Allison, that Turing has something against us. As
a senior partner of the company, I cannot let him win the case.”
immediately figure out it’s not Derek he wants to help – it’s
himself and his own image, not even the company’s. Talk about
genuine love and willingness to help between family members… Then
is a senior partner, too.”
see you did your homework,” he says sarcastically.
never read even one article about Derek before meeting him,” I tell
Peter. I don’t want him – or anyone, for that matter – to think
that I’m with Derek for the prestige that comes with being his
girlfriend, his partner. If anything, I despised him for that at
first, falsely thinking that he was full of himself for being
successful and popular.
wouldn’t be the first time for us to realise that’s a lie,” he
me?” I take a step closer to him, folding my arms over my chest in
take it personally, sweetheart,” Peter dismisses me easily with a
whisk of his hand between pulling two folders out of the drawer to
check what their title says. “Derek hasn’t dated for a long time
because all of his previous girlfriends claimed to have done the same
as you. Or rather, I should probably say, ‘have not
done’,” he corrects. “Then it turned out every single woman was
with him for the fame and money.”
not here for either of those,” I say.
but I’m the sceptical kind,” he says, glancing at me with his ice
cold gaze. It sends a shiver down my spine in shockingly freezing
jolts. “Kate said the same, and she stole nearly all of his
fortune. She was his last partner, and it was over two years ago.
Derek had to start over his entire life from square one.”
understand that you won’t believe solely in words,” I start,
earning his honest attention this time. “But I’m willing to prove
you that right now, I’m standing here because I want Derek for who
and not what he has.”
A slow smirk tugs at Peter’s thin lips.
open to see a waltz that ends differently than the other ones,” he
says. “But in precaution, let me take a step on the chessboard
myself. You can call it an insurance, if you must,” he shrugs,
taking a couple steps closer to me. I nod. “If you crush Derek in
any way, either because it turns out you lied to me here, or you
steal his money or any of his belongings, I’ll make sure you won’t
be employed anytime soon after graduating. I know who you are, and I
have the connections in the upper regions to implement it.” I feel
like the air has been punched out of my lungs. “I hope we
understood each other.”
swallow as I nod wordlessly, making Peter smile kindly at me, the
stark opposite of the sinister facade he had on just a second ago.
he practically singsongs, diving back into the intense search for
saying anything, I leave. I feel dizzy all of a sudden, I feel like
puking, I feel guilty
– why do I feel guilty for merely being
I would never have thought in my life that Derek had to build up his
life and career twice.
How strong a willpower does one require to do that? How much
determination, work, and sleepless nights did it cost him? How he
must have had struggled with depression at the time. How he must have
trust issues now.
he really trust me in the first place?
I’m crossing the hall for the kitchen, the elevator doors slide
open again, revealing Derek standing there, briefcase in one hand,
the other fixing his tie, black trench coat sparkling with tiny
diamonds of raindrops. I didn’t even realise it started raining.
enters the penthouse with a wide, blissful grin adorning his
chiselled features, lets the briefcase fall to the floor to cup my
cheeks in both of his calloused palms, but before he could kiss me, I
stop him with hands on his chest. He looks hurt, and lets go of me,
understanding that I need space, asking me quietly, “What’s the
beats me to answering; he emerges from the aisle that leads to
Derek’s study, and in a fraction of a second, Derek’s expression
he grits out, clearly not happy to see his uncle here.
Derek,” Peter greets him.
feeling of being unnecessary and being at the wrong place starts
taking over me like a dark haze, until it’s chased away by Derek as
he grabs the small of my back and pulls me flush to his chest
protectively, gaze never wavering away from Peter’s.
were you two talking about?”
just invited me to join you two for lunch,” Peter lies easily. Of
course it comes naturally to him. Derek’s fingers flex around me,
balling up a fistful of his T-shirt I’m wearing.
are you doing here, anyway?” Derek keeps asking, tightening his
hold around me. My eyes fall closed and I inhale his scent deeply,
allowing it to calm me down. Right here in his arms, I feel like I’m
finally home after a long time. Slowly, my arms snake around his
torso under his wet coat, hugging him to myself. Since I have my ear
over his heart, I can hear as the bundle of muscles switches to a
faster rhythm in his ribcage.
want to help you with Turing,” Peter replies.
you’d excuse us,” Derek says pointedly. His tone makes it obvious
that he couldn’t care less about Peter at the moment. His uncle
doesn’t say anything, just walks away, presumably to the
dining-room to wait for us there. As soon as we’re alone, Derek
reciprocates my hug, albeit his embrace is stronger than mine. “I
missed you,” he whispers into my hair, smoothing his palm over the
missed you, too,” I assure him. He pulls away from me by a few
inches to cup my cheek in his hand and reel me in for a kiss – I
don’t stop him this time. It doesn’t take long, five or six
seconds at most, before Derek starts kissing me with more fervour,
licking my bottom lip to ask for entrance, which I give to him after
a brief consideration, opting to ignore Peter’s presence. His
tongue massages mine alluringly, making me gasp into his mouth, him
holding the back of my head and other hand travelling down along my
spine to settle on the small of my back. “I wish we were all
alone,” he croaks out, voice barely above a whisper. I mewl at the
thought of it, nodding to him to sign him I want that, too.
I say. “Then come and eat.”
chuckles, “Okay, baby.” He kisses my forehead before heading to
his bedroom. He doesn’t close the door, and through the crack, I
can see him undressing, and for the first time, I notice the tattoo
between his shoulder blades. When he pulls on a pair of sweatpants, I
shake myself awake and migrate to the kitchen to take the food to the
dining-room. I take two turns with them, and by the time I’m there
for the second time, Derek is seated at the table, too.
you said you wanted to help me with Turing,” Derek starts, looking
at Peter, who nods. For the time being, everyone puts food on their
heard he pulled some evidence off the cuff,” he says, disdain
seeping his words. “I have no idea what he’d found.”
do I,” Derek says. “Everything was checked, and after Isaac, I
went through the file thoroughly, too.”
we at least know what the girl is called in the pictures you told me
about? She could be the only help we have left to defeat Turing.”
air freezes in the room momentarily. Derek’s eyes unconsciously
find me, and Peter puts the pieces together instantly. His blue gaze
settles on me. “Oh? It’s (Y/N)?” Peter then looks at his
nephew, telling him, “I hope you know she isn’t supposed to be
here. If anyone finds out about you two –”
know,” Derek cuts him off. “I’m aware, and I’m careful.”
if you screw this up, the entire company could be put to shame.
Victoria will kill you if she finds out that you slept with one of
our clients of an ongoing case.”
know!” he exclaims angrily, accompanied with a slashing motion of
his hand. “Look, I know what I got myself into, but it happened
before I got to know the name of the girl in the pictures. I’m not
backing off now, and I’m definitely not leaving (Y/N).”
locks gazes with me, intensity and intent gleaming in his irises. I
know what he wants to convey to me – I
should be the one to leave. However, it doesn’t slip over Derek’s
attention, and he snaps at his uncle furiously, “Don’t you dare
persecute her. (Y/N) and I are together, and no fucking case will
change that. If she’s not here without her notifying me beforehand,
I will consider it your workings, Peter. And when that happens,
you’re done,” he threatens. “Are we clear,” he asks, eyes
blazing with rage and chest heaving.
the Sun,” Peter smiles at him mockingly, mumbling under his breath,
“I can’t believe you’re willing to risk your career for a
precious to me,” says Derek confidently without thinking. My face
heats up in the wake of his words. “She loves me,”
he stresses. Peter rolls his eyes.
she’s just a better actress than the others were,” he shrugs.
Derek hits the table with his fist harshly.
out,” he snarls, tone low and barely audible. I don’t think I’ve
ever seen Derek so raving. He and Peter stand at the same time, and
he sees his uncle to the exit. Faintly I can catch him asking, “Did
you say anything to her?”
deny is followed by a loud knock as Derek shoves him against the
wall, hands fisting the lapel of Peter’s suit. “First you come
here without telling me about it, then you threaten my girlfriend,
and openly want to get rid of her right in front of me. Who the fuck
do you think you are?” he hisses. Without a second thought, I dash
out to them to try and pry Derek’s hands off of his uncle.
I call out his name, fingers attempting to uncurl his from around the
material. “Derek, let him go!” He stares at Peter for a couple
more seconds, jaw clenched and nostrils flared, before taking his
hands away, only to take mine in his.
did you tell her?” he asks again. Peter patiently takes his time to
adjust his outfit to neatly fit his figure once more, not at all
rushing to offer an answer.
told her not to be the same as the whores you dated before,” he
hated me at first,” Derek says, squeezing my hand in his hold
meekly. “It wasn’t hard to figure out. Her attitude changed after
she realised I’m not who she believed me to be.” He exchanges a
long look with Peter, none of them breaking eye contact. “I’m
wary now. I know the red flags. And trust me, no one has loved me as
genuinely as this girl does.”
exhales a deep, silent breath. “For your own sake, I hope you’re
not misreading the situation this time.” Derek’s hand lets go of
me to settle on my hip and pull me to him before reassuring his
uncle, “I’m not. But even if I were, I would be willing to take
the risk for her.”
snickers, and suddenly it feels like the heavy atmosphere was broken.
“Okay, I have to admit, your previous women never took the time to
take care of you, let alone cook for you.”
back when you have anything new to say about Turing,” Derek
instructs, then waves to Peter to shoo him into the elevator.
Surprisingly enough, he does as his nephew told him, and when the
metal doors slide closed, I turn to Derek without missing a beat,
babbling, “I’m not acting, I need you to know that I –”
baby,” he soothes, putting his index finger on my lips. “I know,”
he murmurs before kissing me languidly, affectionately, combing
through my hair lovingly. He doesn’t cease to settle me again.