#ffsaturday

yes i know it's saturday instead but i did in fact write this last night and then promptly passed the fuck out

one of my mutuals (i'll edit this with a tag when my memory isn't trash-- EDIT it was @katthequeer) posted on bsky awhile back about rook de riva having to help with the eliminating house kortez job post-eight little talons/pre-veilguard and that has never left my head

tw mild body horror under the cut

The Fade was a fickle thing.

Derek was driving first, Stiles riding shotgun because of course Stiles wants to annoy the shit out of Derek and ... well maybe there was something going on. Scott, Allison and Lydia were on the back seat. 

Behind them, Boyd was driving the other car with Erica as shotgun and Isaac and Cora on the back seat. Derek didn’t like the idea but well it was Cora and he couldn’t really do anything about it. 

The second night of their trip they stopped at a motel. Unfortunately (or not) there was a problem. There was one room with separate beds and one room with a bed for two. 

Derek sighed. ‘Cora and I will take the two-person bed...’ he started. 

‘Wait, what? Cora is not taking any bed with you.’ She countered her brother. 

‘That’s the only acceptable combination for everyone.’ Derek waved a hand. 

‘No, i will sleep with Isaac on the two-person bed.’ 

‘Like hell you are.’ Derek crossed arms. ‘You and Isaac are taking the seperate beds and I ...’ He looked around and when his eyes landed on Stiles, the man turned pale.  

‘And you and Stiles are taking the two-person bed.’ Cora grinned and tilted head, everyone staring at them and trying to bite down laughter and dirty jokes. 

Stiles smiled at Derek with adoration and excitement. 

‘No’ Derek pointed a finger at Cora. ‘You are coming with me.’ 

‘Nope...’ She shook head. 

‘This is my last word.’ Derek insisted. He was serious and definitely sure. 

Two hours later Derek lay in the two-person bed, as closer to the edge as possible, with back at Stiles who seemed to stretch and enjoy. 

‘You definitely proved your alpha side tonight.’ Stiles grinned as he curled and stretched his toes playfully. 

Derek huffed a breath and decided to ignore. 

‘You are such a good brother. Risking yourself for your sister. I didn’t expect to be such a risk to sleep in a bed with.’

‘Stiles, shut up, i’m tired, i want to sleep.’

‘It’s barely 10. Let’s play something.’

‘No.’ 

Stiles sighed heavy and stared at the ceiling. Derek was just drfiting off finally, thankful for Stiles’ silence when two big cold feet pressed at his naked thighs. 

‘MOTHER OF-’ Derek jumped and nearly fell off the bed, rushed to turn on his belly and whipped hair to glare at Stiles who was curled on the side and giggling into the edge of his cover. ‘Are you nuts?’ 

‘Don’t be such a sourwolf.’ Stiles sneaked his cold foot back towards Derek’s legs. 

‘Stiles’ Derek gripped his ankle. ‘Stop it. Go to sleep. And put socks on. You will get cold with these feet.’ 

‘I washed my socks, i don’t have any.’ Derek stared him with totally done expression. ‘I’m cold.’ Stiles whined sadly and sneaked closer to Derek, trying to cuddle to his side. ‘Come on .. share your warmth, sourwolf.’ 

After long consideration, Derek rested to his side and wrapped arm around Stiles.

‘Thank you.’ Stiles mumbled and tangled legs with Derek, cuddling to his chest. Derek was definitely like a human fireplace, warm and cozy, it felt like home. After a moment he tilted chin up. ‘Good night kiss?’ 

It helped a lot and i feel much better. 

Working on another chapter of What does the Fox say? 

Dedicated to all the writers out there. Today i’m posting more fanfictions. 

OH !!! Thank you for your message. I will definitely do that. I was going to do it no matter if people saw my message or not, but i just want to store the sterek fanfics and drabbles. 

This message made me happy.