DO YOU REALIZE THAT THE "FIFTY THOUSAND FOR DEREK" THING YOU JUST TAGGED #au IS ACTUALLY CANON LIKE THAT
NINA YOU BETTER NOT BE KIDDING OH
I WAS THINKING OF LIKE RICHBOY!STILES PURCHASING WEREWOLF-SLAVE!DEREK
they used to go to school together, and derek was in his senior year when stiles was a painfully awkward freshman and had the biggest crush on badboy-but-secret-nerd!derek. and then people find out about werewolves and there’s an uproar, and within the next fifteen or so chaotic years (i’m bad at math sue me) werewolves have been kept as slaves etc etc and stiles has somehow become like a millionaire for something or other and he goes to a slave auction even though he’s against it (he used to be good friends with derek’s lil sister cora before all the hales apparently died in the hunter/shapeshifter war before everything calmed down) bc according to his PA “all the executives have one mr. stilinski, at least show your face at an auction” and then
stiles sees derek and derek looks defeated and stiles just. cannot. and so he buys derek
and derek at first doesn’t trust him not to hurt him or y’know do bad stuff except stiles is all like ‘dude don’t you remember me? i was a good friend of cora’s i went to your house that one time and your mum made me cookies’ except derek snarls at the mention of his family.
'no,' he bites out, 'i don't remember you at all' bc stiles isn't a werewolf, and he can't listen to heartbeats. and instead of the smug satisfaction, derek feels horrified when stiles' face falls and he doesn’t know why
then more things happen, and stiles is still really nice to him, and respectful, and doesn’t treat derek like a slave at all, even though he’s a lot more distant know and derek berates himself for it because how was he supposed to know that the mouthy freshman he was in love with would turn out to be so… so perfect (cliche i know i’m trash but i’m on a roll now)
and one day over dinner (bc they eat meals together after the first night derek was self-deprecating and mean and all like ‘slaves don’t eat before or with their masters’ or something and stiles just snaps and goes ‘jesus christ derek i’m not your master i bought you so no one else would treat you badly when are you going to get it through your head that i’m not like everyone else?!?!?!!’ and derek’s just looking at him his face all open in surprise and stiles just shakes his head and says quietly ‘i hope they’re paying for whatever they did to you’) stiles stops him and says ‘we need to talk’ and obv derek panics and shit but when stiles sits him down he says ‘a while back i heard a rumor about a community of free weres living somewhere up north, and i’ve been working with deaton, you know him right? and he says that he can get you there so pack your things, let me know if you still need things because i need to go to the shops in a few hours okay? you leave tomorrow’
and derek’s all like whaaaa
and he’s torn obv because he hates living like this i mean even if he isn’t really a slave he has to look like one when they leave the house so he doesn’t get recaptured and stiles gets in trouble and it’s not like he can just stay in but at the same time living with stiles is the closest thing to happy he’s had in a long time and he doesn’t know what to do
but then D-DAY comes around and when there’s a sleek black town car that comes around to stiles’ penthouse, he turns to see stiles who’s standing like he’s been gutted and derek can’t stand to see stiles like that and he grabs stiles’ wrist and pulls him close and stiles squawks and stumbles over his own feet because he’s stiles ‘mcsmooth’ stilinski and derek’s murmuring things like ‘don’t wanna leave you’ and all that sappy shit and stiles is holding him and it’s only until derek hears stiles whispering over and over again that things will be okay that derek realizes he’s fucking trembling because the thought of losing stiles is just too much and stiles tells him they’ll figure something out and derek’s heart is swelling and he’s starting to get happy
'just to keep you safe derek,' stiles pleads, his eyes going wide and earnest 'i'm working on something, and you need to trust me'
it takes derek a long time to reply but when he does, it’s by pushing forward into stiles’ space and pressing a wet, biting kiss onto that goddamned mouth, hard like a promise and he pulls back and says ‘i trust you’
ps. (possible sequel where it’s mostly them communicating through the phone and letters and emails etc while stiles works with deaton to figure out a way to stop the werewolf slavery campaign which is predictably run by the argents who were the main ppl who killed derek’s family etc)
pps. (stiles finds out there’s a group of ppl already working on it and then boom it’s all smart badass ppl who kick argent butt thanks to the lovely allison argent who is sick of the maltreatment of werewolves)
ppps. (has this been written before bc it feels like it has but if it hasn’t someone should write it)
pppps. this got so far away from me i don’t know what happened i am so sorry
