#v: collide

[deadpoolwasnothere]

Collide || High School AU

                    The sound of the first bell rang in his ears. God how he hated that fucking sound. Seriously, it pierced into his dreams while he was at home changing them to nightmares. Wade slammed his locker shut after grabbing the few things that he had for class. It was nearing the end of the first week of the new school year. Sophomore year had just begun and he was already wanting it to be over.

                   "So let me tell you something kid," he feels a large arm slip around his shoulders and he knew that it was Logan trying to spew something into his ear about practice after class or some party that was coming up this weekend. He may have been well acclimated to the popular scene that most of the football players were in after being in it since Freshman year, but he still couldn't wrap his mind around how there managed to be a party for any and every event that happened. Someone on the cheerleading squad passed a math test? Party. Someone managed to not get a concussion at the game that Friday? Party. A cheerleader wasn't pregnant? Party.

                   "This weekend, after the scrimmage on Friday, Vanessa is having a thing, and I know that you've been staring at her ass in that lovely, little cheer skirt. And wouldn't it turn out that she told me personally to invite you," he says. The smile on Logan's face is wide and he looks at Wade waiting for an answer. Wade shrugs his shoulder. Crazy Vanessa wasn't someone that he wanted to get involved with at the moment. But the promise of free drinks was something that he knew he couldn't and wouldn't pass up.

                   Eventually he nodded at his friend. "Fine. Fine. Because we definitely didn't know how crazy Vanessa is over the Summer, let's definitely go to her party." Wade stops in the hall, causing Logan to move to stand in front of him. "You must be blind if you think that I'm looking at her during practices, because that girl is a bag full of cats crazy and after this summer I don't wanna have anything to do with it." There's an eye roll from Logan and he huffs out a breath before groaning.

                   "Fine. But you fuck up anything I got going with her friend and I will literally be the end of you, Wilson." Wade narrows his eyes and laughs. "Mhm. Shut up and walk me to class, big man." The pair made their way to their chemistry class, taking two seats in the back of the room.

[corferaex]

Collide || Chapter 2 || Closed

Stiles hadn't expected Derek to kiss him, above all not right after their first date. He still struggled to realize that they were actually dating, actually seeing one another rather than just randomly hanging out, and even though it warmed up his heart and made him feel all fuzzy deep inside, it also scared the living hell out of him. Stiles wasn't used to dating - above all, however, he wasn't used to seeing someone who wasn't aware of his real name, nor his real age.

It made him feel really nervous - Jesus, there was a chance Derek would figure it out sooner or later, and everything would start going down the drain. Which, quite honestly, would be nothing short of catastrophical. After all Stiles had already started to be.. rather interested in the older man, and the thought of losing him.. freaking hurt.

So that was something he definetely didn't want to think about for now, above all not when standing right in front of Derek's door, waiting for him to open. Stiles felt nervous and excited and really, really happy - he would spend the night at the deputies house with a movie-marathon, fastfood and.. well, Derek. After they had parted with a kiss the last time, Stiles couldn't help but hope for more physical contact. Not sex, obviously. Or well, maybe sex, but mainly he was just hoping for more kisses and a hug here and there and other ridiculously innocent stuff like that.

[corferaex]

Collide

For two days Stiles had been hesitating to message Derek, and yet, in the end, he hadn't been able to resist any longer. He probably wasn't supposed to hook up with a cop who might know his dad, but oh hell, Derek had been really nice and really attractive, and Stiles was really bored.

So two days after their first encounter, Stiles finally couldn't keep himself from messaging Derek anymore. Sitting on his bed with crossed legs, his mobile phone in his hands, he quickly typed up a message for his.. 'new friend'.

Batman: Hey, Hi

Batman: Is that Derek?

Batman: My hero who brought me home two days ago?

[corferaex]

Collide || Derek & Stiles || Closed

"Yeah. Yeah, Dad. Yeah, no. No, I don't think that was a good idea. Yeah, I promise I'll go home as soon as possible. No, I'm not going to keep looking for the corpse."

The conversation with Stiles' dad seemed to go on forever. The sheriff wasn't even there, occupied with a different case, and yet he had managed to keep his son on the phone for what felt like an eternity.

Stiles was sitting in the ambulance, wincing when the paramedic that was taking care of him touched his chin, carefully moved his head and continued cleaning his headwound. So the idea of going into the woods in the middle of the night, looking for a dead girl, had turned out rather.. unsuccessful, to say the least. Well, at least he hadn't bumped right into the potential murderer - something that his father seemed to fear more than anything, according to the volume of his voice. He had been yelling at Stiles for the longest times, and quite honestly, he was growing really tired of it.

He was fine. Great, even. At least that was what he kept telling the paramedic. Fine, okay, maybe he had forgotten to take his aderal. Maybe his hyperactivity had acted up, causing him to flail worse than usual, stumble and.. well, hit his head so hard that he had passed right out. He had been found by one of the men his dad was working with, one of the men responsible for this specific case that Stiles had tried so hard to solve on his own. Well, shit.

"Dad. Dad, I'm hanging up now. George is going to bring me home once my head stops bleeding. Oh god, stop yelling at me, that was a joke!"

Stiles moaned in frustration, wincing once again and shooting the paramedic a look that screamed 'Be careful, this actually hurts'. His attention was dragged away the moment another car arrived, and almost immediately Stiles craned his neck, eyes taking the foreign officer in.

Well hello there. Now this was suddenly getting really interesting.