These Tangled Strings [Part 2]

arrafrost:

arrafrost:

Read part one here.

“Okay,” she declared as she flipped her cellphone shut. “Show me this book of yours.”

I jumped from where I was sitting on the cement wall in front of the student centre. She had walked a little ways away from me to call her sister about the string, I had glanced down at my own blackberry but I couldn’t think of who to call.

“You want to see it?” Not that I didn’t enjoy showing off my hard work to those who rarely asked to see it. My book would put anyone else’s Red Week book to shame. I had also dreamed of sharing this book with my partner during Red Week, there’s a blank section entitled “Your Dreams” because I wasn’t to tell my partner what their label or name was.

It simply did not occur to me that she would be the type of person to want to look at a Red Week book.

“Why wouldn’t I?” She shrugged and I watched the string shrink as she walked closer to me. 

There were a lot of reasons why she might not want to see my book. Mostly centering around the assumption that “this chick is obsessive and will probably end up planning our entire future to the hour I must run away as soon as we break the string.” Which, to be fair, was one of my recurring nightmares.

Instead of elaborating, I nodded and led her back across campus to my dorm. Cue more string applause and whistles.

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Here you go sweetie *3*

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Stiles sat at his laptop, scrolling through his tumblr dash and reblogging funny cat pictures. He caught sight of a picture of two men hugging that oddly resembled him and Derek. What’s Sterek? He clicked on the tag and his screen filled with more pictures of him and Derek. What. The. Hell. He scrolled down and found him and Derek in some….graphic positions. He quickly scrolled down, red-faced, and stumbled upon a cartoon version of him with fur and tiny black horns. He clicked the blog-Torakodragon- and checked out all the fanart of him and Derek.

“Hey.” Derek called behind him, causing Stiles to squeak (in a manly way-shut up) and fall out of his chair.

“Don’t do that!” He screeched and got up, but Derek was distracted by the computer screen.

“What’s this?” Derek asked and scrolled through the art. He raised a bushy eyebrow and tried not to smile. This art isn’t half bad.

“Hey,” Stiles complained and sat back on his chair, “this is tumblr, and that is apparently fanart done of us. How and why I have no idea.” Derek raised his eyebrows higher and kept scrolling. Stiles rolled his eyes and pushed his hand aside. “So what did you want?”

“We need to research on th-”

“Hey! It’s this bloggers birthday!” Stiles said excitedly. Derek glared at him and continued talking, but Stiles wasn’t listening. I should do something nice… A light went off in his head and he turned his head to Derek. He suddenly puled Derek in and kissed him roughly. Derek froze and his mind went blank. After a few minutes, he started kissing back and wrapped his arms around Stiles. They kissed for a few seconds and Stiles pulled back and smiled at the laptop. “Happy Birthday Torakodragon!” He said and stopped the camera. Derek shook his head and glared at Stiles again.

“Did you just videotape us kissing just so you could give that girl a video of it?” He asked in exasperation.

Stiles giggled, “What? Pfffft, nooooo.” Derek rolled his eyes and bit Stiles nose.

“You’re lucky I love you.” he said jokingly.

“Awww, I love you too Sourwolf. Now how about we continue where we left off?” Stiles said suggestively.

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Hope you liked it (^.^)/

whereisyourmoose:

torakodragon:

Wolf prince au

i need it.

Okay—thinking back on it, Stiles realized he probably could have planned this out a little better.

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OH GOD I AW’D AND LAUGHED AND AWE’D SOME MORE.