Stiles Stilinski (
myonlydefense) wrote2013-07-07 08:13 pm
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Team sports for one.
Derek's gone doing wolfy things, and barely a couple hours into his day, Stiles realizes how weird it is. Not just not being around him - it's not like they're attached at the hip - but not even being able to.
It's kind of lonely, but when he thinks about it that way, he feels dependent and clingy, so he tries not to think about it again.
After dicking around on his computer, eating the last of the Honey Smacks he bought, and cleaning out some old, useless research he'd had in his apartment, he heads out to the park with his backpack, snacks, and lacrosse equipment that he bought when money rolled around this month. He's been spending less time inside, but there are only so many times that you can take a walk without getting bored out of your mind, so he's taken to hanging around the park.
He finds one of the quieter corners of the enormous park, close to some trees that he can fling the ball at, and sets everything up. He warms his shoulders up instead, making a couple lazy shots before rolling his shoulders and gearing up.
I said no wolf powers!
He pushes any thoughts of home back and just aims for a knot on the tree in front of him.
It's kind of lonely, but when he thinks about it that way, he feels dependent and clingy, so he tries not to think about it again.
After dicking around on his computer, eating the last of the Honey Smacks he bought, and cleaning out some old, useless research he'd had in his apartment, he heads out to the park with his backpack, snacks, and lacrosse equipment that he bought when money rolled around this month. He's been spending less time inside, but there are only so many times that you can take a walk without getting bored out of your mind, so he's taken to hanging around the park.
He finds one of the quieter corners of the enormous park, close to some trees that he can fling the ball at, and sets everything up. He warms his shoulders up instead, making a couple lazy shots before rolling his shoulders and gearing up.
I said no wolf powers!
He pushes any thoughts of home back and just aims for a knot on the tree in front of him.
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"Fine, he's not your boyfriend. I mean, who'd want to date a hot piece of thoroughly attentive..." Kara's gaze finds Derek at the water fountain, his back muscles rippling in the sunlight. "That?"
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He only turns redder when his eyes follow Kara's, heart speeding up embarrassingly as he looks at Derek again, a little too long - again. "Prettttty sure dating isn't on the list of things Derek wants to do with me." He's keeping his voice quieter now, because Derek's not all that far.
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They're done talking by the time he's close enough to hear without trying. Stiles is red in the face and both of them smell spicy, like low level arousal. He raises an eyebrow as he saunters up to them, but says nothing. Kara's a flirt, this much he knows. And Stiles has responded to it. Not much Derek can do about that. He's not surprised. She's gorgeous.
"What'd I miss?" He can't help but to feel like maybe he's crashing their party. They seemed to be doing fine before he came along. "I can get back to my run, if I'm interrupting."
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She picks it off the ground, holding it out to Stiles. "Or does Derek need a stick to wave around, too?"
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He looks over at Derek and very determinedly stares at his face. "No. Stay. Be on my team so this isn't just embarrassing."
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He looks back and forth, not exactly sure how she's supposed to catch the ball with bare hands. "This seems like a horrible idea. You're gonna break her hand."