Updated: We’ve Got Chemistry
Sorry for the gap in updates -- I got a little distracted, but We’ve Got Chemistry is definitely getting finished. Here’s the next chapter in the ongoing saga of Poolboy-but-not-really!Stiles and Rich!Derek Hale, based on this amazing gifset by sterek.
Chapter 7: Well you’ve got one choice maybe two
Excerpt:
When people came home from business trips they brought their suitcases upstairs, right? And put them on the bed and unpacked?
Stiles nodded to himself solemnly. That made total sense. So if he wanted Derek to see his idea first thing, he should just...leave it...right here…
Stiles had been gravitating toward the bed, and now he put the laptop down on it. It seemed to sink deep into the comforter invitingly. Man, that looked soft. Stiles reached out his hand and brushed it. It was like petting the softest of kittens, the fluffiest of puppies. Stiles wanted to marry this comforter.
And if the comforter was so nice, the pillows must be...yes. Stiles had crawled fully on the bed on his hands and knees now, and the pillow was just as soft and fluffy as it looked. Stiles hugged it, and the warm, cedar-y smell of Derek wafted up. He shut his eyes in bliss.
This pillow was amazing. He could just imagine burrowing into it in the morning, after a long night of snuggling. Derek would be making Stiles breakfast while Stiles slept for just a few minutes longer…
Stiles was starfished out on the bed now, smiling goofily. He hugged the pillow tighter as his fantasy melted seamlessly into the happiest of dreams.
