Summary: Stiles was used to California's balmy winters and light rain showers - who needs snow anyway? But Stiles was not used to raging rainstorms that leave him stranded for hot guys to pick up. Now, if only Stiles can get through this without wanting to lay down and die from exposure to too much cuteness.
A/N: Day 2 of @averysterekwinter. Theme: California Winter. I’ve got a couple more to post so hopefully I can get them out in time :)
Okay as a California native, Stiles knows that they aren’t exactly known for their conventional white winters – or lack thereof. Their climate was more balmy - even in the middle of January - with the occurring rain shower here and there. Point being, rain was definitely a part of being a California native.
This, though? This was ridiculous.
Stiles was not prepared for a rainstorm. And neither was Roscoe.
Seriously, a fucking rainstorm? In California? And of course it just so happened to be when Stiles was so close to getting home, to getting to see his dad in person for the first time in months. Never mind the death of his beloved jeep. His loyal companion. His best friend through and through (sorry, Scotty). Stuck in a pothole while all Stiles could do was stand and watch.
Okay maybe he was being a tad dramatic. But it wasn’t like he could call someone to save his jeep when his phone was in said jeep. Stiles only has two options; try to save his jeep – again (the first time, he fell into a mud puddle, not fun) – or try and walk home in a downpour. Or he could wave down the car that was conveniently driving down the road at exactly the right moment.