The Stars Between Us
"Captain Hale," Stiles says, nodding coolly before gracing the rest of the team with a warmer smile. Hale is a visitor to Stiles' ship; Stiles should be the one making the introductions and not Lydia. "I thought you were supposed to arrive at 1600." "It's 1602," Hale says as the furrow between his brow grows deeper. Given the time it takes for him to re-acclimate after a sim, Stiles is pretty sure he'd exited the module before 1600. He glances at the badge that's clipped to Hale's chest pocket; it's a fancy one with both matrix and biologic scanners, the kind someone has when they are high-ranking enough to require multiple security clearances at important places like the Capitol. "It takes longer than two minutes to clear our security systems and reach our training room. How long have you been here?" "Long enough to know that the use of an incendiary grenade in that environment was foolhardy at best." Stiles' jaw drops. He probably looks like a gaping fish, but really? "Excuse me?" he says, taking a step closer to Hale as Scott groans.
Rating: Explicit
WC: 42,385
Pairing: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski; Chris Argent/Peter Hale; Minor Background Relationships
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Tags: Space AU, Science Fiction AU, Werewolves Are Known, Dystopian AU, Pilot!Stiles, BAMF!Stiles, Military!Derek, Enemies to Lovers, Anchors, Explicit Sexual Content, Recreational Drug Use, Mood/Mind Altering Substances, Referenced Mind Control, Canon-Typical Violence, Gun Violence, Hostage Situations, Politics, Light Angst, Happy Ending, Hopeful Ending, Embedded Images, NSFW Art
For @sterekreversechallenges 2024. Artwork by @renmackree. Story by @nerdherderette.
















