#firefighter!derek

I love this one!

Cupboard Love by mklutz

(2/2 I 32,286 I General I Sterek)

He’s carefully balancing the sandwiches and the two biggest tupperware containers he could find that both had functioning lids when the front door opens and he almost drops everything right there in front of the stupid fountain.

i love that people are still asking me fic find questions, lol! thanks for reaching out. unfortunately i do not know of a short fic like this, although if you like the concept i wrote a much longer one:

five times detective stilinski and fire captain hale had sex in public, and one time they did it in a bed (E, 33k)

there is an elevator scene, so that might be up your alley if you're interested.

“He can't blame me for the fact that I live in a building full of people united in the singular effort to ogle Hot Fireman as often as humanly possible."

Laura laughs, loud and echoing in the empty restaurant.

"Hot firemen can make a girl do crazy things," she agrees, nodding towards her brother's name on the menu. "Derek won't let me date anyone from his company, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the eye candy."

Hey! There is a post here with quite a few fics. And then these fluffy fics that make me happy. 😉

Fireman Derek's Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby] by owlpostagain | 11.4K

“He can't blame me for the fact that I live in a building full of people united in the singular effort to ogle Hot Fireman as often as humanly possible." Laura laughs, loud and echoing in the empty restaurant. "Hot firemen can make a girl do crazy things," she agrees, nodding towards her brother's name on the menu. "Derek won't let me date anyone from his company, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the eye candy." "Send them my way," Stiles suggests, finally loading up a forkful of pie. "Apparently I'm incompetent enough that I need to be babysat at all times, because it would be cheaper than dispatching a truck every time I try to use a kitchen appliance."

untitled by thepsychicclam | 2.3K

stiles is a waiter at the diner down the street from the fire station, and fireman!derek comes in frequently for lunch.

Love on the fourth floor by IdontlikeIovsess | 6.4K

It's not really Stiles' fault if the first person he meets when he moves in his new apartment is a hot fireman. He decides to leave a note under his door.

Four Times Derek Saved Stiles From A Spider by ShadowPatronus | 4.1K | Explicit

Stiles has arachnophobia and Derek is always there to rescue him.

everybody loves good neighbors by stilinskisparkles | 7.6K | Mature

What about an "everything run-down and suddenly a guy falls through the ceiling; now there's a hole in the ceiling of my bedroom"-AU thing? c: - ANONYMOUS

[Not Not!Fic] Treed!Stiles/Fireman!Derek by fire_juggler_writes (fire_juggler) | 1.7K

Stiles gets trapped in a tree. Derek is the one who rescues him. IDEK.

Cooking With (a) Fire(man) by literaryoblivion | 2.1K

After a kitchen accident in his dorm, Stiles is forced to take a cooking class as punishment and ends up meeting a very attractive fireman to share his cooking station with... and maybe a few other things.

Derek Doesn't Judge Your Life Choices by eeyore9990 | 1.9K

There’s this guy that lives across from Derek who has the most unusual fetish…

Put Out the Fire (but not the one in my heart) by omelet| 2.8K

Oh hell yeah! - Jeep

recognize the chances that you missed by tryslora (3,988 | 1/1 | T)

It’s been at least a decade since Derek saw Stiles, maybe longer. Hauling him out of a car wreck isn’t how he expected a reunion to go.

Picture perfect by assassi (4,196 | 2/2 | G)

“You okay there?”Stiles blinked once, twice, slowly returning to reality… where Chris and Peter were obviously a couple… who lived together in a white-fenced house with two cars and…“Woff!”…yep, even a fucking dog.“I think I need a drink”, he said weakly.

Unwittingly by Whispering_Sumire (31,675 | 3/3 | M)

Once upon a time, an Alpha werewolf, pregnant with her third child, unwittingly snubbed a powerful sorceress who was feeling petty that day by taking in her unruly, drunken demeanor, sighing, telling her to stop magicking the trees and flowers alive, and could she please call off the oversized dragonflies and the wyverns (thank the Gods it was wyverns, and not dragons, which would’ve been considerably bigger, harder to deal with, and much more fatal) and leave the Alpha’s territory, thank you.

Unbeknownst to nearly everyone, the sorceress, meanly, cast a little curse the pregnant lady’s way as she swanned off, and, in due time, the Alpha would give birth to a child who opened his eyes seeing color.

A romantic part of the mother worried, but, eventually, she realized it didn’t really change much of anything, as her son lived and laughed and loved as sweetly and softly and kindly as anyone else, besides, she and her Mate quite liked having a child they could share the wonders of colors with.

And so it was that the little, seemingly harmless curse, went unnoticed.

[Or: In a world where you can’t see color until you’ve touched your soulmate…]

sunsets and cheap spirits by ninash (8,015 | 1/1 | NR)

Stiles comes home.

The Valentines Thing and Other Fiascoes by Pandaabeer (10,364 | 7/7 | M)

To prove his point, two guys across the room keep eyeing them up. Finally, one works up the courage to come over. Stiles counts down, “Three… two… one..” and pulls back his jacket to show the badge clipped onto his belt. The man turns and runs away, making his friend burst out in laughter. “And that one,” Stiles says, pointing at the man laughing. “Is thinking ‘I don’t mind the handcuffs’.”

Later, when Stiles goes up to the bar to order another round of drinks for him and Scott, the other man walks up to him.

“If you’re going to ask if we can play with the handcuffs, then the answer is no,” Stiles says before the man can speak.

“Actually, I was going to say you have a nice smile,” the man says.

Stiles turns to look at him. “You in the services? Army?”

“Fire brigade,” the man answers.

“Figures,” Stiles says.

“Let me guess: the three types of people you date?”

Stiles looks at him, surprised. “How did you know?”

“We get it too. They’re either services or army, unable to commit to someone who will drop anything and everything when the pager goes off, or they want the poles, the uniform, or what’s on the calendars.”

Stiles can’t help but laugh.

“I’m Derek,” the man introduces himself, holding out his hand.

“Stiles.”

They get to talking, and slowly get to know each other. They go on a couple of dates and later move in together. Derek asks Stiles about the anchor necklace he wears, and Stiles explains that it used to be his mother’s; faith, hope and charity (a cross, an anchor and a heart), and when she died, she gave it to Stiles. He lost the other two pendants a while ago and thought about replacing them, but at the same time, he likes it how it is; because no matter what life throws at you, there’s always hope.

Derek tells Stiles about how he lost his family in a fire and now he only had his sisters and his uncle, and none of them know he’s gay. Stiles tells him it’s okay, whenever his family’s around he’ll leave the apartment, or he’ll just introduce himself as his friend. He tells Derek that it’s his choice, and he can tell them when he’s ready.

On the day that Derek decides to tell his sisters, he gets called away to a building fire. The blaze is out of control and the police are called in help contain the situation. But when they get there, Stiles asks for a brief and the lieutenant tells him that they’ve evacuated the building, but they can’t get a reply from Captain Hale.

Stiles begins to panic, but picks up on something, the broken static of the receiver that’s linked to Derek’s channel. He begins to write it down, deciphering the Morse code. M-A-S-K/B-R-O-K-E/C-A-N-T/B-R-E-A-T-H-E/L-E-G/S-T-U-C-K

Stiles grabs the receiver. “Derek, listen to me. Hold on. I’m coming to get you.”

“You can’t,” the lieutenant objects. “The building’s not stable enough. You step in there and the whole thing will come down on you and Derek.”

“There’s got to be a way to get to him,” Scott insists.

“Tunnels,” Stiles says. “There’s service tunnels under every large building in the city. We can go under the building, get Derek, and get out.”

“With Captain Hale stuck in that building, I’m in charge and I can’t authorise my men to go on a suicide mission.”

“Then don’t. I volunteer,” Stiles says, walking over to one of the trucks and gathering the equipment: oxygen mask and a fire-proof suit. He runs over to the ambulance that’s waiting nearby and looks at Allison. “How ballsy are you feeling today?”

“You’re going in, aren’t you?”

“There’s a man in there. He’s pinned with a broken mask; smoke inhalation and a possible broken leg,” Stiles explains.

“I’m in,” Allison says, joining Stiles at the truck and suiting up before grabbing an oxygen mask for Derek, some medical supplies, and a stretcher.

“I’m coming with you,” Scott says.

“No.”

“You can’t carry Derek out alone; you need two people to carry the stretcher and Allison will be treating him,” he points out.

“Fine, suit up.”

At that moment, he sees a young girl go racing towards the building.

Lieutenant Parrish is quick to grab her, but she tries to fight her way out of his arms. Stiles recognises her; Derek’s little sister, Cora. She’s screaming about going in to get her brother, but Parrish tries to pull her thrashing body back towards the crowd.

Stiles calls out her name, pulling the necklace from his neck and giving it to her. “It means hope. Derek would never forgive us if you went in there. I’m going in to get your brother, I just need you to have hope.”

She takes the necklace and nods, tears trailing down her cheeks as Parrish walks her back over to Laura.

Stiles, Scott and Allison go in through the tunnels, finding Derek unconscious under a fallen beam. Stiles and Scott hoist it off him and Allison quickly goes to work trying to treat the wound in his leg where a metal bar has impaled him. When he’s stable, Scott and Stiles hoist him onto the stretcher and they get out, just in time because the building collapses.

They get him to the ambulance and Allison rushes him to hospital. Stiles goes over to Laura and Cora, telling them to follow him as he gets into his car and follows the ambulance to hospital. He waits with the sisters until Derek’s out of surgery and then waits in the hallway while they sit by his bedside.

As Derek regains consciousness, he sees the anchor necklace around Cora’s neck, gently reaching up to touch it and whispering Stiles’ name over and over again.