“O-kay this is getting increasingly uncomfortable in a specific region…”
“Shut up Stiles”
-7minutes in Heaven (or just sterek shoved in to a closet to save their necks)
any which way stiles and derek in a closet. pun intended.
For alltheyaointheworld who requested cuddly stuff- or just what I feel like drawing. so it’s a little of both! I’m a major shy ball so many thanks for knocking on my door first ;)
“I’m a monster.”
“What about your life?”
Stiles protecting Lydia… OK.
Warning: Minor, offscreen character death (Erica)
Summary: When Boyd makes it back without Erica, Derek has to deal with the loss. And he gets Stiles’ help, whether he wants to or not.
I find it hard to tell you (I find it hard to take)
It’s cold out, and it seems fitting for a day like today but Stiles’ ‘decent’ jacket does nothing to protect him from the wind. He shivers and he’s sure Scott can tell because he looks at Stiles, tries to shoot him a reassuring smile, but fails horribly. Stiles tries one of his own, but aborts the mission even halfway when he can feel tears well up in his eyes. He goes back to staring at the picture in front of the coffin. Erica is beautiful as she smiles up at all of them, and Stiles takes a deep breath to steady himself.
Erica’s mother is sobbing heavily, as her father squeezes his wife’s hand and looks just as distraught, and Stiles thinks it’s odd to share the pain of these people that he never even knew. He’d been so caught up in the werewolf aspect of it all, in them being a pack, that he never even realized Erica had a family all of her own as well. There’s a lanky teenager, what he assumes might be a cousin, and a short grey-haired lady who might be a grandmother or a great-aunt, and there’s uncles and aunts and people that look distinctly like Erica and they’re all grieving and trying to deal with the pain and Stiles never even knew they existed. Erica never spoke of them. Or Stiles never asked.
There’s a priest talking about the tragic accident, feeding the cover-story of how she died, and Stiles avoids his father’s gaze because he doesn’t need to be a genius to know that the Sheriff has his doubts. He hasn’t asked Stiles about it though. Stiles is grateful.
Derek is standing at the back, his face expressionless. Boyd has tears running down his cheeks, and his shoulder is pressed up against Isaac’s in a silent support, and Stiles wonders if maybe this will bring the two of them closer together. Or tear them apart entirely.
Stiles can’t help but feel that it should’ve been the Betas carrying the coffin, even though he knows why they couldn’t. It still feels wrong.
Erica’s picture stares up at Stiles, and Stiles mumbles an apology under his breath. He can feel Scott’s hand on his elbow.
Derek leaves before the ceremony is over.
Making an Entrance, Part Two. (Part One).
Don’t know about you guys, but I for one am happy for Derek. From the burned down house where his family was murdered, to an abandoned train car to this?