okAY. so i did the Phoebe/David storyline from the episode and it got a million miles away from and basically this destroyed me to write and i listened to this on repeat while i did it. Also I’m kind of considering putting it on ao3 since it’s a lil bit longer so please send me an ask if you think i should!! um…enjoy?
Stiles is late for his dinner with Lydia.
They’ve been planning this dinner for weeks since they’ve both had to reschedule at least four times. She’s even making him wear a suit and take her to the fancy restaurant that neither of them can afford. Lydia likes to do their monthly bitching sessions in style.
He’s hurrying down the street, trying to respond her increasingly threatening text messages when he walks straight into someone else. “I’m sorry!” he apologises quickly. “I wasn’t looking where I was-“
The words die in his throat when he sees who he bumped into.
“Derek?” he asks in astonishment.
Derek’s frozen in front of him, eyes boring into Stiles’ like he can’t believe it’s really him.
“I thought you were in Russia?” Stiles asks because it looks like Derek is having trouble forming words. Derek’s been in Russia for five years. Stiles met him two weeks before he left. Stiles fell in love with him two weeks before he left.
“I- I am,” Derek stutters. “I’m only here for the night,” he adds apologetically.
Stiles feels his face fall – he hadn’t even realised he was getting his hopes up in the first place. “Oh,” is all he can think to say.
“Are you doing anything tonight?” Derek asks suddenly before his eyes flit down to Stiles’ attire. “What am I saying? Of course you are, dressed like that. I shouldn’t have-”
“I’m not,” Stiles interrupts, surprising himself but ploughing on anyway. It’s Derek. “I’m not doing anything.” Lydia can kill him tomorrow if it means he can have this night.
Derek stares at him for a long time, trying to figure out if he’s lying probably, but then he starts to smile. “Wanna go somewhere?”
Stiles nods fervently, tentatively reaching over and taking Derek’s hand. He still feels a shiver run through him like he used to. The only thing that’s surprising is how unsurprised he is.