Monkey: So... I wrote this drabble way back before I started my other Sterek fic, It's Not Love, It's Lust. The two are completely unrelated, but I never uploaded this one haha.
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"You're going to go into a sugar-induced coma," Derek spoke as he stepped into the kitchen around midnight.
Lydia poked her head out of the refrigerator with a chocolate-covered donut in her mouth that Derek knew had chocolate syrup on it. She had a can of Mountain Dew in one hand. With her other hand, she took the donut out of her mouth and closed the fridge with her foot.
"Probably. What are you doing up?" She walked towards the bag of Oreos she had placed on the counter earlier as Derek cocked a brow.
"How are you not fat?"
"All this goes straight to my sarcasm." She put the donut back in her mouth and grabbed the bag before walking out of the kitchen. With a shake of his head, Derek followed her and they sat across from each other at the dinner table.
"I can't sleep."
"Cleary."
Derek looked her, green eyes confused.
"Sorry, I'm on my period." Lydia said with a shrug.
That explained the food and the attitude. Though it was admittedly more than Derek ever wanted to know about her.
"Anyway, you always sleep shirtless? Not that I'm complaining." She chuckled before finishing the donut and drinking half her soda.
Derek was basically sex on legs. He was the embodiment of every woman's wet dream, and even that of some guys. Drop dead sexy with dark, perfect hair that nearly had the world wanting to run their hands through it. And those eyes, a piercing green that people couldn't help but stare at for hours. Those abs revealed by the lack of shirt and those black sweats that were hanging dangerously low on his hips...
"Hot damn," Lydia spoke again as she opened the bag of Oreos. "If I wasn't 100% for you and Stiles, holy crap."
Derek chuckled, already used to her being like this. "It's a hot night. Anyway, I've been thinking..."
Lydia offered some of her precious Oreos. He took one. "About Stiles learning a new sex position?"
The cookie fell out of Derek's hand. Lydia nearly cackled at him. "I'm kidding."
He shook his head. "Just about how we're going to be treated after Stiles and I eventually come out." He slowly ate the Oreo.
"I took it great."
"You asked to take pictures of us and make a video. You're not normal." Derek deadpanned. He quirked a brow at her.
Lydia regarded him for a second. "That's true."
They stayed in silence for a bit.
The strawberry blonde drank the rest of the Mountain Dew and stood up, leaving Derek with the Oreos. "I think I can help you. Goodnight." And she walked up the stairs after throwing the empty can away in the kitchen.
Derek watched her leave. He wasn't sure how he felt about her helping them. Maybe a little scared. Maybe a little more than a little.
Good thing he had some Oreos.
A scream pierced through the house later that morning. Lydia and Derek ran into Stiles's room immediately after, half asleep and half dressed. "What happened?! What's wrong?!"
"Why is there a picture of me and Derek kissing all over the internet?!" Stiles showed them his phone which was on a social networking site while he freaked out in ten different ways.
Derek immediately looked at Lydia.
She grinned. "Looks like you're out now!"
Monkey: No, I don't know what I was thinking with this, haha. Figured I'd put it up anyway, though. Thanks for reading!