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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Derek_Hale/Stiles_Stilinski
  Character:
      Derek_Hale, Stiles_Stilinski, Brief_mention_of_the_pack
  Additional Tags:
      Claiming, Marking, Kidnapping, Supernatural_Elements
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-07-19 Chapters: 1/2 Words: 675
****** "I was there first!" ******
by sensalito
Summary
     No, but, seriously? What was his life?!
Notes
     Smut will be in second chapter.
See the end of the work for more notes
Things had been hectic in Beacon Hills since the wolves were back. But,
surprisingly, the thing that shocked Stiles the most wasn't the existence of
supernatural creatures, nooo, it was how his view of Derek changed when the
packs merged.
One minute Derek was the enemy, and the next he was his Alpha. Welp.
It felt a bit like pushing a light switch if he thought about it.
And the thing is, he wasn't the only one to feel the change: Derek had too,
suddenly looking at him in a new light, there was less contact which made
Stiles feel a bit disappointed for some reason, and also less death treats
which Stiles was grateful for at least. And the rest of the pack had also felt
the shift. They treated him in a different way, somehow. More...respectful
almost.
And then he had been kidnapped. Yeah, surprising, huh? Not. So, he had been
kidnapped and held captive for about three days at the border of the Hale
territory somewhere in the forest by an Äbädä of all things. Not that the thing
wanted to hurt him, oh no, she was really kind and fed him good little home
prepared recipes and all and, more importantly, was in love with him.
What the fuck was his life, seriously?
He had met her in the forest and hadn't even freaked out at all, she looked a
bit like his Gram, who he loved deeply, he hadn't even understood what she
wanted because she talked in a different langage but she was making frantic
motions with her hands which he translated by "I'm an old lady and I need the
help of a young strong handsome boy like yourself because my cat got stuck in a
tree just this way". He had followed her. And then kept confined in a tree. For
three days. Sometimes, he questionned Scott's intellectual influence, to be
honest, no way had he been that naive before meeting him.
Papa Wolf a.k.a Derek hadn't been happy with that turn of event however and on
the third day he came barging in the tree, teeth and claws out and
had growled. The gentle spirit had been unimpressed, and had scowled fiercely
until Derek had put the door back up. But then they had a "talk" or at least a
staring contest which may have involved mind reading/telepathy because, really,
were their looks that eloquent that they had settled who got to keep Stiles by
glaring at each other forhours? No, okay, it had only been a few minutes but
seriously the atmosphere had been so tense, it had felt so long. Andsilent.
Stiles had felt a bit like they were pissing on him. It was a game of "I was
there/had it/saw it first!" No, but seriously, did he look like a piece of land
you needed to mark? He wasn't an object, God!
Ten minutes later and they were done though. Apparently Derek had won (why was
he not surprised?) and got to go home and take a shower because hell, home
cooked meals were indeed very good but no bathroom? Never will he ever help an
old lady in the forest, okay?! Never. They had to treck half the forest before
reaching the road and Stiles hadn't made two steps out of the tree before he
was thrown over a strong shoulder and taken at full speed towards the thickest
part of the forest which was in the opposite direction of the road, dammit
Derek where are you going?!
Hale mansion. Of course. Ugh. There were no fonctionning bathroom there. This
meant no shower. This also meant no changing his clothes. And also no real
toilet. He maybe whimpered a little. Perhaps it was more of a manly whine?
Yeah, of course it was. Ugh. The more they treated him like a Disney Princess,
the more he sounded like one. Derek may be some kind of Flynn Rider but I am
not actually Rapunzel, okay?!
End Notes
     Oh my God, this should have been a pack fic but then my fingers typed
     stuff and suddenly I had that. -_- The fuck?
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