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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Now there are fairies in Beacon Hills. They are little monsters that eat virgins. The pack thinks Stiles is a virgin. Stiles is not worried about the fairies.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Lydia bets Stiles she can get Derek to dance at her wedding. Stiles will take that action. Nobody has ever seen Derek dancing, so he's gonna be fine. Right?
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Now there are fairies in Beacon Hills. They are little monsters that eat virgins. The pack thinks Stiles is a virgin. Stiles is not worried about the fairies.
this is the same story as my last post, only on AO3.Â
Stiles is Alpha bait.
After Derek and Cora return to Beacon Hills, it seems like Cora has Stiles over every day. Derek doesn't understand why that bothers him as much as it does, why it gets under his skin and eats its way into his guts.
He also doesn't really notice that something's wrong, until it's already getting better.
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When Stiles enters his own bedroom, Derek barely gives him time to shut the door before crowding him against the wooden surface. “Where have you been?” he barks in Stiles’ direction.
“Good to see you too,” Stiles mutters sarcastically. Because manners? They stand to Alphas the same way pink, furry handcuffs stand to Mr. Argent.
"He doesn't like to think he's following orders, but he does slink away to the bar, where he thinks it's marginally quieter. At least it sounds like Ale-ale-jandro isn't right in his ear, anyway. Stiles sighs. He'd already texted Scott from the car and gotten back 'srry w allison bro derek gve me nite off.'"
