An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“So what will you have?”
Stiles looks up and instantly wants to say You.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“So what will you have?”
Stiles looks up and instantly wants to say You.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
It is a unique and somewhat unhelpful talent, but Stiles can fall asleep anywhere.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“What does this mean?” Stiles asks, sliding his phone across the counter toward Scott.
Scott doesn’t pause in shoveling cereal in his mouth as he picks the phone up and studies it. “He wants you to stay over tonight,” Scott translates after swallowing.
Stiles stares at him, not amused.
“I don’t know, man. I don’t know the nature of your whatevership with Derek. He either wants to patrol the forest with you or fuck you, I don’t know and I don’t want to know.”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Across the loft, Cora claps her hands. “Okay, new rule. Any time Derek wants a date, one of us has to vet her first.”
Scott, who’s actually upside down on Derek’s couch, in apparent celebration of their defeat of the alpha pack—which somehow ended with Kali trying to give Derek her number, and he still doesn’t know how that happened, because he’s the worst alpha ever—says, “You know who’s got really good people instincts?”
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This is some fluffy silliness I wrote in reaction to "The Girl Who Knew Too Much." Anyone looking for a serious story should probably look elsewhere. However, if you want to know the kind of flaws Stiles discovers in Derek's possible dates, this is the place for you.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
It’s a little bit of a thing, Stiles falling asleep at his house.
or the one where Stiles talks in his sleep and Derek is there to listen
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The one with mood color-changing hair
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“You’re going to have to talk to me eventually,” Stiles said as the doors closed again.
The elevator rose smoothly for the first few floors, then as they reached the fifth floor the light illuminating their current floor, and the overhead lights, flickered on and off, and the elevator lurched to a stop.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Derek's a bartender who thinks Stiles is worth more than a $7 drink.