Just imagine Parrish walking into the Sheriff’s office and finding Stiles on the ground, pathetically slumped against the desk, wrist dangling from where it’s handcuffed. And he just leans against the door jam and crosses his arms, chuckling. And Stiles gives him a half-hearted glare from his position on the floor, looking rather like a kicked puppy. And Parrish laughs a little harder before saying, “Your dad told me what happened. He also told me that I was to, under no circumstances, let you out of those cuffs.” Then Stiles heaves a sigh, trying to get more comfortable, cause he’s actually really tired, now that their back home and the adrenaline is wearing off, and says, “I’m seriously starving here, dude.” Parrish gives him a considering look before pushing off the door jam and leaving the office and Stiles kinda wants to cry a little because he really is hungry but then Parrish is walking back into the office, unwrapping an sandwich as he crouches in front of Stiles. “Here,” Parrish says while handing the sandwich out to Stiles. Stiles grabs it with his free hand and immediately takes a huge bite out of it. He moans around the food in his mouth, eyes falling closed like this is the best thing he’s ever experienced. And Parrish has to lean back on his haunches a bit, trying to put more distance between himself and the tempting sight before him. When Stiles finally swallows the food in his mouth, he mutters, “I knew I liked you.” Parrish is really glad Stiles still has his eyes closed, head resting against the desk, so he can’t see the blush spreading across his cheeks.
I just need a fic with Stiles and Deputy Parrish having in depth discussions about Star Wars and Derek just standing in the back looking crazy jealous with his arms folded like, “I’ve seen Star Wars too.”