In the Heat of the Night
For the @averystereksummer 2021 event.
Sunday 11th July - Day 1
Theme - Heatwave
Word count - 262 words
Tags - Pre-slash, flustered Derek, oblivious Stiles, mentions of nudity, some swearing
In Stiles’ defence he was:-
1) In his own bedroom, in his own house. If he was entitled to the expectation of privacy anywhere, surely it was there, right?
2) Just trying to stay cool. Beacon Hills was currently experiencing a heatwave unlike any in living memory. It was only natural he’d try to combat the stifling heat any way he could, damn it!
3) Not expecting a monosyllabic, overheated werewolf to clamber through his (admittedly open) window at ass o’clock in the morning! (“The window was open because of point two, Derek! It wasn’t an invitation for you to drag your hairy, wolfy butt through it, asshole!”)
So, really, he was the victim here.
The completely, utterly, naked as the day he was born, victim.
Derek, however, seemed to think otherwise. Grabbing a bunch of clothes off the floor when he’d seemingly recovered enough from the shock of seeing all that pale, sweaty, mole-spattered skin on display to remember how to move, he threw them at Stiles with a growled, “Put some damn clothes on!”
He seemed so offended at catching a glimpse of the Stilinski goodies that Stiles felt offended in return. Okay, so he wasn’t a smoking hot werewolf with preternaturally pretty eyes, abs of steel and an ass that just wouldn’t quit, but he wasn’t exactly Quasimodo either. Right?
Whatever. Werewolves be crazy, he told himself, shrugging off Derek’s even more hostile than usual behaviour and reaching up to grab the pair of basketball shorts that had landed on his head when Derek threw the clothes at him.
