#barista derek

[sourwolfstories]

Your Sass Is All the Syrup I Need by broadcastdelay

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 8906

Derek is a grumpy hipster barista (in Portland, the natural home of his kind). Stiles develops a taste for such things.

[tobythewise]

This one is for @bella-monoxide who requested Sterek with “you’re cute when you’re angry” and “not you again”. I hope you enjoy :)

Stiles walks into the coffee shop with a bounce in his step. His morning has been amazing so far and a bit of caffeine will only make it better. As Stiles walks towards the counter, the barista behind the counter catches his attention and his steps literally stop. The man is gorgeous with his thigh brows, dark hair, and stubble. He’s the embodiment of everything Stiles has ever dreamed about. Then the guy fucking smiles and Stiles’ heart feels like it’s seconds away from beating out of his chest. The guy has bunny teeth! The most adorable fucking bunny teeth ever! Stiles is so screwed.

“Well hi there, handsome,” Stiles says as he walks up to the counter. The guy’s face instantly darkens and his brows turn all murdery.

“How can I help you?” Derek, according to his name tag, asks.

“I’ll take a caramel latte,” Stiles answers, giving Derek his best smile before adding, “and your phone number.”

“Not a chance,” Derek answers before turning and getting to work on Stiles’ drink.

Before Stiles leaves, drink in hand, he murmurs, “I’ll get that number.”

Derek just huffs and says, “good luck with that.”

***

The next time Stiles comes to the coffee shop, he’s slightly less enthusiastic but he still gives Derek a tired smile. “No obnoxious flirting?”

Stiles lifts his brow as he fishes out his wallet. “Do you want me to flirt with you?”

Derek shrugs. “Everybody does. You’re just one in a very long line of people who hit on me.”

When Stiles gets his drink, ready to leave, Derek’s the one to get the last words in. “Which means you’ll have to do a lot more if you expect to stand out.”

“Game on,” Stiles whispers to himself.

***

Derek looks flustered as Stiles finally makes it to the front of the line. Stiles usually tries to come in when its not busy but today the place is flooded with people. “Hey there, gorgeous,” Stiles greets as Derek’s hazel eyes finally land on him.

There’s a split second where Derek’s lips twitch like he’s gonna smile but the mask falls across his face instead. “What can I get for you today?”

“Well, other than your name and number of course,” Stiles says, looking up at the menu. “I’ll take a caramel hot chocolate please.”

Stiles smiles a blinding smile as Derek asks for his name. He’s never had to do that before since it’s always slow when he comes in. Now Derek knows his name and Stiles takes that as a win.

“Have a good day, Derek,” he says with a kind smile as he’s walking out.

Derek actually gives Stiles a tiny smile. It’s so fucking small but has Stiles’ heart racing. “You too, Stiles.”

***

“Not you again,” Derek greets with an eye roll.

“Well good morning to you too, cutie.”

“Your pet names are the worst,” Derek says, glaring at Stiles with absolutely no heat.

“You know, one of these days I’m gonna charm your pants right off.”

“Fat chance.”

Stiles just smiles. “We’ll see.”

***

Today when Stiles step into the shop he’s greeted with murder brows. Derek’s at the counter, being yelled at by a customer who had their order made wrong. It takes a moment for Derek to settle the customer down and get them a new coffee.

Stiles walks up to the counter, trying not to cringe as Derek glares daggers at him.

“Good morning, Sourwolf,” Stiles greets.

Derek grits his teeth. “Fuck off, Stiles. I’m not in the mood for your personal brand of obnoxious this morning,” he hisses at Stiles.

Stiles just smiles and says the first thing that pops into his head, “you’re cute when you’re angry.”

Derek growls at Stiles, glare never leaving and Stiles can’t help that the fire in Derek’s eye just turns him on and makes him want to get to know Derek that much more.

“I’m gonna wear you down, Derek. One of these days you’re gonna agree to go on a date with me.”

Derek’s glare softens a bit as he huffs in irritation. “Order your damn coffee and leave already.”

“Today I’d like to try a frozen mocha mocha.”

By the time Stiles leaves, Derek’s composure is back and this time, it’s a bit less icy.

***

Stiles walks into the coffee shop and is surprised when Derek isn’t there to greet him. Stiles just makes his way to the counter and waits. He hears Derek grunt and leans over the counter to see what’s going on.

Stiles’ breath catches in his throat as he sees Derek bent over, trying to grab something out of the mini fridge.

“Oh my god,” Stiles gasps, louder than he meant too but can he really be blamed?

Derek turns, his face bright red as Stiles stares, mouth wide open.

“Oh my god!” Stiles says again, even louder this time.

“What?” Derek demands.

“First of all, you have the most perfect ass I’ve ever laid eyes on.” Derek rolls his eyes but Stiles continues. “But what really has me so flustered is that gorgeous tramp stamp you’ve got there, Derek.”

Derek sputters for a moment, cheeks flaming. He looks down at the floor and mumbles, “it’s my soulmate mark, you idiot.”

Stiles has the biggest smiles on his face as he says, “yeah. I know.”

Derek’s eyes flit back up to stare at Stiles. “How would you know?”

Stiles pulls his shirt sleeve up, showing Derek his wrist where a matching teskillion rest. “Because I’ve got the same one.”

Derek’s face breaks out into a smile as he stares down at the matching soulmate mark. He walks over to the counter in order to gently caress the mark. Then his face turns to a grimace as he looks back up at Stiles.

“You’re never gonna let me live this down, are you?”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

Derek rolls his eyes but there’s a teeny tiny smile on his lips. “I guess you’ll finally get that date after all.”

[frosthexe]

It’s late at night when Stiles spots the diner off of the side of the road, makes an illegal u-turn to actually get there, and does a horrible parking job right outside the front window.

[theofficialstereklibrary]

Can you guys update the barista/bartender tag maybe?This blog is the best 😳😳

this might be a long one

barista!derek:

Hug me, please? by Lonelyirises (3/5 | 1,534 | NR)

The moment the honey eyed boy set his foot in his & Laura’s shop, Derek’s life turned into a typhoon of rolling eyes and sarcasm.

“One day those eyeballs are going to roll off your skull, sourwolf!”

“Pretty sure, you’ll be there to hold on to them and ransom free coffee from me.”

“You can’t make coffee without your eyes.”

“10 bucks?”

Well, you get the picture?

Red Light's Already Off by KuriKuri (1/1 | 3,375 | PG13)

Stiles isn't a hooker. He just plays one on TV. 

Trouble Brewing by WeirdV (4/4 | 10,856 | G)

“Stiles?” Derek asks, sticking his head through the door of his office, “You coming to bed yet?”

He looks up, his eyes red from staring at the screen and the floor littered with files and pictures and post-it notes.

“What?” he replies, rubbing his sleepy eyes, “Yeah – just – a bit longer? I’m so close.”

“Okay” he sighs, closing the door behind him. It had gotten worse a few days ago, but he had seen how it started spiraling down almost a month ago when he first got the case.

Stiles gets a new case - and now he has to balance his time between his other cases, Derek, his friends and family - and oh, he also has a wedding to plan.(Follow up to "Caution, contens may be hot", but can be read alone.)

barista!stiles:

Yin To His Yang by Fearless_Wolf14 (5/? | 12,475 | PG13)

Derek always wanted kids. He always thought he would find the perfect man, get married and settled down, then worry about kids.

Now, Omega Derek Hale struggles with the affects of being left pregnant and unmated after a casual relationship with his old boyfriend ends with James dying from a fatal car crash.

White Chocolate Cheesecake by Loslote (1/1 | 2,068 | G)

Stiles shivered when he felt a rush of cold air. He turned around to see a tall, broad, extremely muscled man in a black leather jacket step in amid a flurry of snowflakes. The man’s stubble and dark hair framed piercing hazel eyes. He held his hands in his pockets, and he glared out from beneath thick, furrowed eyebrows. His eyes landed on Stiles and pierced right through him as though Stiles were the only thing standing in between this man and his coffee, and Stiles gulped and...yep. Knocked over his coffee.

“Can I…Can I help you?” Stiles asked, dropping his textbook on the counter and dabbing at the coffee stains on his flannel.

“Sixteen ounce white chocolate cheesecake mocha,” the man said after glancing at the menu board. His voice was higher than Stiles had expected, and softer. He smiled, and as his eyebrows lifted, Stiles could have sworn he heard a choir of angels burst into song. “Hold the whip, please.”

Without Sugar by JusticeBanana (8/10 | 25,634 | NC17)

There is Mr. Broody, Barista Stiles and we got coffee, black without sugar.

The One with the Freebie List by fallingfromdisgrace (1/1 | 7,159 | G)

After a crowd of unruly teenage girls force heart throb actors, Peter and Derek Hale, into Lydia's coffee shop the last thing she expects is for Peter to declare himself an employee. And work. For no money.Did Lydia mention she's a fan?

The Customer Ain't Always Right by trilliath (1/1 | 2,273 | G)

Today's the day. He's gonna do it. He's actually going to (as Cora says) "speak words like a normal human and talk" to (as Cora has designated him) Cute Coffee Boy.- Or he would, if it weren't for this asshole cutting in line.

Let Me Help You Get Over Your Ex (and Get With Me Instead) by alittleoff (1/1 | 3,575 | R)

Derek is an accidental oblivious jerk.

or the one where Stiles tries to help Derek through his break-ups and even though things don't go smoothly, they go.

bartender!derek:

its what you need by HaleHole (SweetFanfics) (1/1 | 1,878 | g)

“Oh!” Scott exclaims, making Derek turn around to look at him, “Stiles gave you his number then, huh?” About damn time. Scott’s had to put up with his best friend-slash-room mate go back and forth over his decision to approach Derek. It was nice to see that Stiles had finally made a move. But it didn’t look like it was well received if Derek’s face is anything to go by.

An utterly rubbish bartender au.

Chocolate Milk by smokesforsterek (1/1 | 1,602 | G)

Prompt: “yes, i know this is a bar but you’re a rlly hot bartender and i panicked and said “cHOCOLATE MILK” when you asked me what i wanted to drink, now i just want to crawl away and hide forever” sterek au :D

Don't Belong to No City, Don't Belong to No Man by alisvolatpropiis (1/1 | 1,091 | NR)

He’s still beautiful.

Extraordinarily, mysteriously so: that guileful kind of beauty that sneaks up on the poor fool lucky enough to recognize it, a peculiar constellation of dazzling features that, once recognized, become the only stars in the night sky.

That’s how it felt to Derek at least, during his fling with Stiles Stilinski, the musician who wandered into his bar late one night while on a break from his first national tour. Derek had no idea that the bewitching man was the next up-and-coming singer-songwriter the entire music industry was buzzing about. All he saw was the perfect storm of cocky, clumsy grace; disheveled hair and pink cupid’s bow lips that made him weak in the knees; bloodshot-but-still-glittering eyes the color of single malt scotch and even more intoxicating.

Rescue Me (& Take Me In Your Arms) by tumtatumtum (10/10 | 33,996 | NC17)

Just when Stiles is starting to reach panic-attack levels of stress, a leather jacket and firm thigh are pressed right up next to him, and an arm is casually thrown over his shoulder. Stiles looks up to thank this kind person who is saving his life, and suddenly forgets what air is.

Because HOT. DAMN. Call the police and the fire-man, this guy is smoking.

Or the AU where Derek helps save Stiles from an ex, and a steamy BDSM relationship ensues- with feelings all over the place.

Worth more than the cheap stuff by cjr (1/1 | 1,644 | PG13)

Derek's a bartender who thinks Stiles is worth more than a $7 drink.

One thing you can never change by Marishna (1/1 “ 2,002 | R)

"I know I'm not as hot as some people here but you doubt my commitment to the stripper life? I could be a stripper! I've seen Magic Mike!"

Fall In Love In An Empty Bar by iamthelightening (1/1 | 9,840 | PG13)

There's a new bartender at Stiles's favourite bar, and Stiles is Not Happy.

Drinks On Me by Wiccan507 (1/1 | 7,079 | PG13)

Stiles has never been good at flirting. Everything else he can do, but flirting is kind of a no no. Out celebrating his 21st birthday the last thing he ever expected was for the bartender to want to give him flirting lessons. But if he's offering then why not?

bartender!stiles:

Hale's Bar by Kaamen (1/1 | 1,961 | G)

What would happen if Laura never went to Beacon Hills and Stiles came to New York for NYU and got a job at Hale's Bar.

(Stiles giving Derek heart eyes. And being saved by Derek.)

...

Prompt from Awful-AUs

“The customer I flipped off earlier tonight for touching my butt turned out to be the son of some high-ranking mafia someone-or-rather, and now he’s back with his posse and you’re the only other person left in the bar so can you PLEASE do something instead of sitting there looking drunk as a skunk?”

doctor's orders by wearing_tearing (1/1 | 1,639 | PG13)

Derek sighs, scrubbing a hand over his face. “Can you just get me a beer?”

“I should be getting you to bed,” Stiles says, and his lips twitch the moment he sees Derek’s ears turn a bit red. “But yeah, sure, coming right up.”

Have a Little Faith in Me by katnisskirk (1/1 | 1,980 | NR)

Stiles hasn't seen Derek in 2 years. Now he's back in town and Laura has engineered a little reunion.

What Stays and What Fades Away (you can't choose) by standinginanicedress (1/1 | 39,114 | NC17)

The rules. Stiles knows them well. Has them drilled into his head, repeats them to alphas and betas that conveniently are too drunk to remember them on their own, hears Peter shout them out whenever a rule gets broken, reminding the entire bar that they exist and are (generally) enforced.

Number one – no eye contact. Number two – no fucking eye contact.Number three – keep away from the red line.Number four – no touching.Number five – if we don't like it, don't do it.

Tending To My Heart by BabyWeWillRise (1/1 | 1,202 | G)

This guy is breaking Stiles' rules...but, man, is he gorgeous...

The one where Stiles is a bartender and Derek is supporting a friend.

[theofficialstereklibrary]

Cafe AUs

A quick tag update for the coffee/cafe au.

I liked you the first time I met you, and it grows and grows and grows byvinterdrog (1/1 | 1,115 | PG13)

There’s a new guy at Stiles’ work, and Stiles can’t figure him out.

In the Blinded Parade you are the only one I see. bypseudofoucault333 (1/1 | 8,790 | R)

The day that Cora’s Bakery gets a new Delivery guy is the day that Derek finds a new crush. Someone that he desperately wants but seems taken, or is he really all that he seems?

Without Sugar by LieutenantBanana (JusticeBanana) (5/? | 16,359 | R)

There is Mr. Broody, Barista Stiles and we got coffee, black without sugar.

“Name for the Order?” by katnisskirk (1/1 | 2,456 | NR)

AU. Stiles is a barista and Derek is a customer who regularly comes in while talking on the phone so Stiles repeatedly (intentionally) mishears his name.

Sweet, then Salty by texantitan (1/1 | 1,558 | NC17)

Stiles learns a new way to handle disgruntled customers.

Espresso Yourself by fuchs (1/1 | 2,995 | NR)

There’s a clatter and Stiles looks over the girl’s shoulder to find a guy standing behind her. He’s wearing an apron, dark to match the rest of the shop, darker still all down the middle where there’s a coffee stain spreading rapidly. He's staring at Stiles with wide blue-green eyes, and when Stiles meets his gaze he opens his mouth, closes his mouth, and then turns tail and disappears into what Stiles assumes is the kitchen.

Which is a little weird.

It’s not exactly the first time anyone has purposefully avoided him, but Stiles usually knows those people and they usually have a good excuse. This guy? Stiles doesn’t recognise this guy from Adam. Although he certainly wouldn’t mind roleplaying Steve.

A self-indulgent coffeeshop au turned into Laura/Stiles bromance turned into prom fic.

on the house by allhalethekings (1/1 | 1,312 | G)

Based on the prompt: you got stood up on a date at the coffee shop i work in here let me get you a drink on the house au.

Wherein Derek's a growly barista and Stiles gets stood up at his coffee shop.

The Right Motivation by bleep0bleep (1/1 | 2,474 | PG13)

Stiles had walked in to Derek’s life one rainy day, dripping wet all over his floor and stared openly at Derek pulling out a fresh batch of lava cakes, and said to Derek, “Please just put it in my mouth.”

[muchfic-manypair]

We Found Love in a Coffee Shop

Because it's everyone's favorite.

Barista!Derek

Voldemort and Jean Valjean (Walk Into a Coffee Shop) (G, 2k)

Even a Bad Cup of Coffee (Is Better than No Coffee At All) (E, 15k)

He Takes His Coffee Black (M, 17k)

Mornings Aren't For Everyone (G, 2k)

Tis the Season Baristas Fear the Most (T, 5k)

Your Sass is All the Syrup I Need (T, 9k)

You Had Me at Latte Batman (T, 2k)

It's Been Like Years Since It's Been Clear (M, 34k)

Is This the Real Life (G, 2k)

Trivia Questions (T, 4k)

With a Little Christmas Cheer (T, 11k)

Barista!Stiles

Give Me Back My Bones (Maybe Then We'll Talk) (E, 33k)

You and Your Stupid, Perfect Smile (M, 9k)

I Hope By the Morning (M, 21k)

Kaleidoscope (E, 54k)

Hazelnut, Strawberry, and Mint (T, 3k)

ADHDecaf (T, 3k)

It's Monday I'm In Love (G, less than 1k)

Pour Me Another (G, 3k)

You and Your Stupid, Perfect Smile (M, 9k)

Stay Awhile (T, 4k)

Fall in Love in a Coffee Shop

Double Negatives (Resolve to a Positive) (E, 16k)

It's Been Like Years Since It's Been Clear (M, 34k)

I Like My Coffee Like I Like My Men (T, 2k)

Came for the Coffee, Stayed for You (T, 4k)

Whipped Cream (M, 2k)

You're a Cryptic Crossword of a Song I've Never Heard (G, 1k)

You Know How Much I Hate Waiting Around (T, 7k)

Someone Owns/Manages a Coffee Shop

Even a Bad Cup of Coffee (Is Better Than No Coffee at All) (E, 14k)

ADHDecaf (T, 3k)

Simple Math (G, 7k)

Double Negatives (E, 16k)

[muchfic-manypair]

relenafanel / Mature / StilesxDerek

Stiles met his soulmate while MMRPGing at the local coffee shop. It wasn’t AvengeAnnie303, like Stiles had previously thought (and then did some digging, paid actual attention to what AvengeAnnie303 was saying, and guessed AvengeAnnie303 was actually AvengeMANnie303 and the 303 stood for his age). Neither was it the cute hipster barista who sneered at Stiles’s taste in non-hipster whole cream and the fact he didn’t really care if his coffee was free range or organic or Arabica or whatever coffee so long as it had caffeine.

[stilesderekficrecs]

by lizleminem

“James Franco.”

Derek turns around and gives the guy at the counter a blank look. “What?”

“The answer to the trivia question.” The guy points over Derek’s shoulder at the chalkboard on the wall. “It’s James Franco.”

“Oh, right,” Derek says. “Yeah, that’s right. You get a free coffee for being the first person to get it right. What kind do you want?”

The guy beams, seemingly pleased with himself for getting the question right and bounces on his feet a little. He has big brown eyes, and messy hair, and he’s tall and lean, his skin stretched tight over the swell of muscles in his arms. “I’ll just take a black coffee, the largest size you have.”