helenish: ljummen:I kinda want jock Stiles picking up a nerdy Derek for their first date right her
helenish: ljummen: I kinda want jock Stiles picking up a nerdy Derek for their first date right here, and he’s super nervous and thinks Derek is super hot in his chess club shirt, and Derek is scared out of his mind because he’s going on a date with Stiles, and he’s still not 100% sure that this isn’t just a nasty prank. OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE thinking about that first kiss, out in the preserve where Derek said he goes for walks sometimes, so they went out there after the movie because Stiles still had an hour and a half before his curfew and Derek doesn’t have a curfew, it having never occurred to his parents that he might be anywhere but the library or in a friend’s basement intensely playing videogames they programmed themselves or in his room doing homework, and certainly not that he would be leaning against a tree drawing in a shallow nervous breath when Stiles leans in and puts one hand on his face. Stiles’ eyes slide between Derek’s eyes and his—mouth, and when he says, “Is this—okay?” his voice is hoarse. “Yeah,” Derek says. Stiles’ lips are soft and a little cold and Derek closes his eyes and Stiles sways in for a second kiss, a little deeper this time, longer, his chest brushing Derek’s, and then pulls back, and Derek has a hand twisted in his t-shirt and Stiles gasps in a single surprised breath when Derek yanks him back in, catches himself on the tree with one hand next to Derek’s head and kisses him open-mouthed, head tilted, his other hand sliding down Derek’s ribs to the small of his back and pulling him in, and when Derek opens his eyes, just a little, Stiles’ eyes are closed, eyelashes dark on his cheeks. -- source link
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