#thread: practice makes perfect

[twinexcaliburs]

"Fancy a spar, Machina?" (BCOS UR BACK AND WE NEED TO DO SHIZ <333)

“Hm?”

He turned his head towards the familiar voice and blinked wordlessly, unsure of what to say. He had never sparred with Trey before - not because he didn’t want to, but more because he wasn’t sure how it was going to work. Trey worked with long-range, and he was the exact opposite. Still, this could be seen as a healthy challenge.

“Yeah, sure.” Machina casually shrugged his shoulders. “I could use the practice.”

[theboyinthehoodie-archive]

Practice Makes Perfect: Stiles & Mr. Hale.

Stiles showered again after school, because getting sweaty after practice was one thing, showing up to sweaty was another. And if he wanted to look good and smell good before seeing Mr. Hale, well, whatever. No one had to know. 

There was no real way to dress nice, and it's not like it was a date. It was just some extra coaching from his teacher. No big deal. Seriously. Mr. Hale would probably forget he'd even agree to it.

Still Stiles put on a freshly washed pair of sweats and last year's lacrosse t-shirt. Which was maybe a little tight around his slowly- so slowly- developing muscles, but it was comfy. Worn in and soft. 

He ended up dicking around on his computer just to keep himself from showing up early. Even as it was, by the time he'd messed around, grabbed a hoodie, and headed to the park he showed up with ten minutes to spare. 

He got out of the Jeep, plugged one earbud in to listen to music as he waited.