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Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Relationship: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Laura Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Allison Argent Additional Tags: Mates Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Emissary Stiles Stilinski, Top Derek Hale/Bottom Stiles Stilinski, Alpha Laura Hale, Laura Hale Lives, Lydia Martin & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, Magic, The Magic Box, Magical Bond, Mates, Masturbation, Beta Derek Hale, POV Derek Hale, POV Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things, Derek Hale Loves Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale is a Softie, Stiles Stilinski Loves Derek Hale, Past Kate Argent/Derek Hale, Bottom Stiles Stilinski, Top Derek Hale, Fluff Words: 17917 Chapters: 1/? Summary: Stiles lives in Beacon Hills. He’s always lived in Beacon Hills. He’s a Gajos and he’s descended from his mother's Emissary line that is tied to the land, which is his to protect. He also happens to run a local magic shop, The Magic Box, and provides locals with plenty of fake magic spells to keep his business afloat; it also caters to his other clientele that come to him for real magic problems. He’s sort of the magic guru, being a druid and all.
Enter Derek Hale, back from New York after years away with his sister, Laura. The Hale twins (Laura is a whole 45 seconds older, damnit, which she won't let Derek forget) haven't been back to Beacon Hills since their family burned. The Hales have returned to reclaim their family territory and deal with their estate, finally healing the loss they’ve harbored for so long.
They also need an Emissary and Stiles doesn't have an Alpha despite having a rag-tag group of supernatural creatures as his pack.
And Derek is just so fucking gorgeous, okay? Stiles can't stop staring.
Stiles grumbled when sunlight dared to leak into his window and shined down on him so bright and early in the morning. He sighed, throwing his arm over his eyes, and fought getting out of bed. Did he really need to get up so early since he owned his own business? After all, people mostly visited around lunchtime or when they were off work. Those were the busiest hours of the day. He moaned in protest, taking his arm off of his eyes, and stared up at the ceiling. Why on earth did this hour exist? Really, it had to be just to torture him. He’d never been a morning person and he knew that he never would be. What he should do would be to move the store hours back to later in the morning rather than opening at 8 AM. Who shopped at 8 AM unless they were getting something at Walmart? No one. Especially in a store like his.
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