#trainer!derek

The first time Derek catches sight of the new yoga instructor, Stiles is in the middle of showing a class how to do downward-facing dog. Derek walks into a wall.

Things don’t exactly improve from there.

(Okay, this video is pretty freaking awesome. Here you go!)

This was a terrible idea, Stiles decided after ten minutes at the gym. An absolutely terrible idea. He was going to hurt Scott. So much hurting.

First off, Derek Hale? Even more attractive in real life than on his videos, and he was pretty fucking attractive in those videos. But in real life? Seeing him in those tight workout shirts, bouncing on the trampoline, flipping his way up and down the wall?

Stiles kept having to find ways to hide his crotch because his mesh shorts left nothing to the imagination.

And second off: That wall was a lot fucking higher in real life than it looked in the videos, and Stiles was going to fucking die.

Derek stood behind him, arms crossed over his very impressive chest. “Aren’t you going to jump?”

Stiles’s mouth went a little dry, and he backed away from the edge. “No, man. No, I think I need to, um, watch you about a hundred more times. You don’t have anyone break their arms on this thing, do you?”

Derek smirked. It was infuriatingly attractive. “Scared of heights?”

“It’s not so much the heights as it is the voluntarily leaping from them.”

“Come on.” Derek nodded at the edge. “All you have to do is jump. No fancy flips or anything. I’ll catch you on your way back up and pull you right back here.”

Stiles gulped. “I, uh...I mean, are you sure this is safe?”

“It’s as safe as any trampoline,” Derek said. “Probably safer, since we have so much padding around it.”

Stiles peered over the edge. “Still, that’s a really long way down.”

Derek clapped his shoulder. “Tell you what. You make one jump, and I’ll buy you a free smoothie from the gym cafe.”

Stiles whipped his head around to Derek, and scrounged up his courage. “How about I make one jump, and you join me for coffee when you get off your shift?”

Derek’s eyebrows went up and his cheeks went pink. “You’ve got yourself a deal.”

Stiles turned back to the wall and jumped. He shouted on the way down, shouted all the way back up, and for one brief moment, he felt like he was flying.

True to his word, Derek caught him on his way back up and pulled him back onto the safety of the wall. Stiles’s legs turned to jelly and he stumbled into Derek, close enough to count the colors in his eyes.

Derek grinned and kissed his nose. “I get off at six.”

not weird at all!!

Defensive Maneuvers by spikescrypt (1/1 | 1,094 | PG13)

Stiles doesn't want to take the self-defense course taught by Cora's brother. That is until he meets Derek.

Pale Skin and Fragile Bone by fakinbrilliance (4/5 | 21,121 | R)

Stiles asks Derek to teach him self-defense.

Stolen Dance by lydiasage (3/? | 3,480 | R)

After Stiles’ mom passed away, the Stilinski men had a tough time. It hit Stiles pretty hard, but luckily he had someone who was always there for him. His boyfriend, Chad. But luck’s not always on Stiles’ side. He will always miss his mother, but he’s okay, he’s dealing. And for once in a long time he feels good. That is, until Chad starts changing. Suddenly, he’s not the considerate, lean-on-my-shoulder boyfriend Stiles is used to. Suddenly, Stiles is worried about his life.