[ open au ] moon baby

[benchwarming]

My pain is caused by my pleasure
And my soul mate lives in your body
I can't get you out of my head
It never goes away

( an au where stiles is a werewolf.
can be because he was bitten by peter hale instead of scott,
or possibly after he was offered the bite.
maybe he was always a werewolf. )

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[benchwarming]

[ Stiles is startled for a moment, and then relaxes, rolling his eyes when Derek speaks. ]

I know. But I can afford to miss one day, I don't run off with no explanation like the pack likes to.

[ He feels his lips turn up a little. ]

And you're not getting rid of me so easily.

[sassywolf]

So I guess I'm going to have to accept the fact that you'll be skipping then. Don't you still need to go in?

[ He raises a brow. ]

[benchwarming]

To drop off a note if I can, yeah. But I can be back.

[ He grins down at Derek. ]

[sassywolf]

I'll be here.

[ He admits with a sigh. ]

Assuming I won't need to make sure no one does anything stupid at school.

[benchwarming]

I don't think so. Scott's pissed but he'll get over it, I don't think Jackson actually cares.

[ He strokes his hand over Derek's hair, around the curve of his ear before he tears himself away. ]

Be back.

[ And he is, an hour later, excuses wrangled into place. ]

[sassywolf]

[ Jackson might care when he realized one of his peers had some level of control over his actions but until then... Derek leans into the touch as Stiles pulls away. ]

I'll see you then.

[ Within that hour, Derek takes to doing some stretches and an early workout. He doesn't push himself as hard he might normally would have, as he wasn't sure when he could expect Stiles back, but still wanting to remain active. ]

[benchwarming]

[ Stiles comes back to the scent of sweat, Derek hauling himself up in a workout. He knows the Alpha can hear him but he stops and watches until the man is done and then makes his presence 'known' ]

Hey, you done playing American Gladiator?

[sassywolf]

I was being productive while I waited for you to come back.

[ He moved in close to Stiles, breathing in across his chest and shoulder before finding solace in the crook of his neck. ]

I can smell strangers on you.

[benchwarming]

On your abs, I can see that.

[ Stiles is still wearing his backpack and he sets that down as Derek approaches, scenting him as Derek tucks his face against his neck. Sweat and musky male scent, warm skin.

He snorts, hands coming up. ]

Yeah, I had to walk through kids to the office, talk to the receptionist there. And my chem partner needed my notes.

[sassywolf]

[ He hums in response, finding Stiles' answer satisfactory. ]

So what were your plans for skipping today?

[ He asks with his mouth moving against Stiles' skin. ]

[benchwarming]

Oh, you know, not going to school, hanging out with my hot Alpha.

[ Stiles says it with a grin, raising a hand to brush through Derek's hair. ]

I know Scott's reaction pissed you off. I could sort of - tell. So.

[sassywolf]

[ He should question it but chooses not too, leaning into his touch more than before and pulling away. ]

It's more stressful than anything. He's going to think I manipulated you, if he doesn't already.

[benchwarming]

Well, it's the wrong assumption. You and I were already heading this way, apparently. He's not going to stop me from being with you.

[ He thins his lips. ]

And at least I'm not putting all of us in danger.

[sassywolf]

[ He actually gives a small smirk at the first couple of statements, suddenly aware of how much Stiles may have wanted this after all which provides a great deal of relief to him. He grips the corner of Stiles' shirt and gives it a small tug. ]

If anything you'll be doing the exact opposite.

[benchwarming]

[ Stiles laughs, coming closer when Derek tugs on his shirt, fingers settling on his arms now - not so subtly feeling his biceps. ]

Making us safer. By doing what I want, for once.

[sassywolf]

[ He raises a brow as Stiles' feels his muscles. ]

They're the same as yours.

[ As if to reassure him that he's not just some kind of alien. ]

And not by doing what you want, but by certain compromise.

[benchwarming]

Yeah? I dare you to feel my arms, tell me they're the 'same as yours', bucko.

[ He rolls his eyes. ]

Okay, certain compromise, sure. I still get to make out with you.

[sassywolf]

I work out more than you, that's the only different.

[ He huffs and keeps a sort of stoic expression on. ]

Do you?

[benchwarming]

I can't put on muscle at all, I tried, man.

[ Stiles smirks a little at that stoic expression, a hand coming up to tug at his hair gently. ]

Do I? I'd like to, a little.

[sassywolf]

[ He moves with the tug. ]

Maybe you just aren't pushing yourself hard enough.

[benchwarming]

I push myself plenty hard.

[ Okay, that wasn't necessarily true. The way Derek moved with the tug made him a little surprised, then pleased, and he leaned down to nose at his cheek. ]

[sassywolf]

I haven't once seen you work out.

[ But it was a topic he would drop soon enough with Stiles being as close as he was. ]

[benchwarming]

People watching me while I work out is unsettling, dude.

[ He hums the words out and then rubs his cheek against Derek's before he turns his head to find his mouth and kiss him, gently. ]

[sassywolf]

Even your Alpha?

[ He hummed, moving into the kiss, and running a hand along his back to draw him closer. ]

[benchwarming]

Especially my Alpha. Who knows what you'd be thinking about me?

[ It's half joking, half serious, but he doesn't respond when Derek moves into the kiss, his fingers stroking around the curve of his head and then cupping his face. ]