Easy As Pie
It was a beautiful night. He didn't want to be there but he went out because his roommate was driving him nuts. Isaac assured him that one night at the local bar is just what he needed. So Stiles Stilinski put on his favorite pair of orange shorts with a nice orange top from Aeropostale, slipped into his green boat shoes and left a note for Scott. He walked out of the apartment and plugged in his headphones. The walk was short and when he walked into the pseudo Italian-Irish bar, he spotted Isaac right away. The bar was empty and for the most part Stiles was grateful. No chance of meeting a cute guy and getting distracted he thought. After two beers were ordered and Isaac got into the flow of telling riddles to both the really sexy bartender and Stiles, new people came in. Everything was fine until a brunette walked in and sat down. Stiles looked at the new guy with intensity. He looked so cool, like he was there to have fun.
The conversation was easy. The new guy spoke to Isaac about his education and what cooking shows he liked. Stiles kept his eyes on his beer and his fries not wanting to stare too much and give it away. For a while Stiles was rarely interacting with the guy (whose name he later learned was Derek). It wasn't until Derek went for a smoke outside that Isaac suggested they play a game of pool. Almost instantly they were joined by Lydia and Jackson who were more than up for a game of pool. Stiles walked over to the pool area with them but insisted he was not going to play. Derek walked back into the bar and joined them which made it nearly impossible for Stiles to ignore him. He kept catching himself staring at Derek's ass and he was pulled into flirting with him. It was harmless at first. Some hair tossing, leaning against the table when Derek was shooting and making him scratch was all that happened. Stiles didn't even think Derek was into him. Honestly, it just felt like the guy had been having one too many drinks and was going with the flow.
About halfway through the night and pool games, Stiles noticed Greek letters hanging from Derek's neck. "So you're in a fraternity? What's that like?" Stiles asked with a sneer. Why not give the guy a hard time just for the fun of it. Derek looked down at his necklace and nodded.
"Yeah. Sigma Pi. We have one of the highest GPAs on campus." He seemed proud. Almost instantly he spilled out more about his fraternity. Stiles listened with passing interest. The only thing he could think about was how cute the guy was and how they should be having hot sex. The dude was clearly straight; a fate Stiles knows will not go well with his but he couldn't resist. He wanted to intertwine his body with Derek and deal with the self-esteem problems that come from straight chasing later. After a few more games followed by a round where they played doubles and Stiles spent his entire time distracting Derek, Stiles went outside for fresh air. It just so happened that Derek was outside for a smoking break and was walking back when Stiles stopping in front of the bar's entrance to look at the night sky. "Hey you!" Derek said with quite a slur. He stumbled over and Stiles chuckled. God the guy was cute even in his drunkenness!
"You're drunk." Stiles says with a laugh. Derek shakes his head as if to say no but he stumbles yet again. "Can you even walk?" Derek tries but fails and Stiles laughs yet again. He takes a seat on the curb beside Derek and for a minute they don't speak.
"You're so mysterious." Derek says. His eyes sparkle and for a second Stiles considers abandoning all reservations and going in for a kiss right there. The guy looks at him like he's waiting for Stiles to fill in the blank.
"What do you mean?" Stiles says playing with his hair a bit. He was nervous. He wanted Derek so bad but he knew better. You don't go back to straight chasing after coming out and being out for so long. It's unhealthy. Derek looked at him and shook his head as he laughed softly.
"Shut your face. you know what I mean. I can't figure you out." Derek starts fidgeting with his pockets and Stiles looks at him with curiosity.
"What are you looking for?" Stiles laughs a little. Shut your face is so juvenile. It's what guys say to you when they like you. In Middle school. So Stiles laughs a little more. He shakes his head and Derek opens his mouth to speak.
"What? Ha! I'm looking for a cigarette. Man I need one!" Derek keeps patting his pockets and Stiles looks across the street.
"I'll be right back." He says as he gets up off the curb and dusts his shorts off. It wasn't until he reached the light that he heard Derek's voice.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Stiles crosses the street and walks into the 7-11. He walked straight to the counter and eyes the selection of cigarettes. What brand does Derek like? Then he remembered that most people he saw smoking usually went for Marlboros. So he bought a pack and walked out of the 7-11. Derek was still sitting on the curb looking at Stiles with a confused expression.
"What are you doing?" he asks again. This time Stiles makes sure to keep his hands in his pocket where he had put the pack and gives the same reply as he walks back. When he reaches Derek on the curb he slowly sits down and very coolly takes his hands out of his pockets revealing the pack of Marlboros.
"Here you go."
"You didn't have to do that"
"I know."
"Thank you."
"No problem." he answers with a smile. Derek begins to light one and Stiles watches him. Everything about this guy was almost irresistible. Derek finally lights his cigarette and takes a puff. He looks over at Stiles and shakes his head. "What?" Stiles asks with a laugh.
"I still don't get you."
"What are you confused about?" Stiles really wants to know. More importantly he wants to continue hearing Derek's voice.
"Are you..." his voice trails off and Stiles knows exactly where this is going.
"I'm a gay male who's into other males. Preferably gay as well. Does that help?" Derek looks at Stiles as if the answer wasn't clear enough. "Don't worry though, I'm not the predatory gay. I don't just go after whoever I want so you're safe." Stiles cracks a smile. When Derek laughs at what he said, Stiles smiles even wider. He is way too cute. Get out. Stiles keeps thinking to himself.
"Do you wanna go for a walk? I kinda wanna talk to you more." Derek asks with slight hesitation. Stiles nods but doesn't move. It was right then that a group of juvenile delinquents walked past them and started talking to Derek. They wanted him to buy them alcohol. Derek turned them down and even though they didn't ask Stiles, he too told them they weren't going to get alcohol anywhere this late unless they were old enough to go into the bar. The kids hangs around a bit longer and Derek turns to Stiles. "We'll go for that walk as soon as these kids are dealt with." Stiles doesn't respond. He just continues staring at the night sky thinking what a lovely night it is for once in their small town.
After a random guy buys and hands over two cases of beers to the kids, they scamper off and Derek turns to Stiles. "Do you know where Wolfe Park is?" Stiles nods and points straight ahead.
"It's that way. Not too bad of a walk." Derek chuckles and starts walking in the direction he came from.
"Come with me to my car." They walk together and Stiles is trying to navigate from where they are. Derek stands by his car and unlocks it. "Come on. Get in. I'll drive, you navigate."
"Aren't you a little too drunk to drive?" Stiles was being responsible. Again. Sometimes he's a party pooper.
"It's okay. I can drive fine." Stiles keeps protesting but eventually he gives in. Derek's car was very roomy and nice. Stiles could see more of the same Greek letters hanging in the car. Stiles successfully navigates them through the one way streets to the park and when they park, Derek looks over at him and chuckles yet again. It's kinda adorable the way he laughs. Stiles felt completely at ease with him. They both get out of the car and head towards the pavilion in front of them. Stiles immediately runs towards the swings. "Why are you going to the swings?" Derek asks laughing.
"Because I want to." The answer came back simple. They sat there swinging back and forth for a few minutes until Derek got off his swing and pulled Stiles into him. :What are you doing?" Stiles asked even though he knew the answer quite well.
"Nothing. I just wanna kiss you." Derek moves in closer. His arms are now around Stiles' waist. Their faces are centimeters away from each other and something inside Stiles vibrates with energy. he puts his hand on Derek's chest. For a second he considers it. Letting Derek kiss him is not a bad idea, but Stiles wanted him to be sober. He wanted Derek to want him while he was sober. Something about this made it seem not quite right. I can't take advantage of him Stiles thought.
"I don't think you should." Stiles said as he pressed his hand into Derek's chest firmly.
"Why not?" he chuckles.
"Because I don't want you to regret this in the morning." It was true. Stiles didn't want to be a regret and he definitely didn't want it to be a one night stand. Is it wrong that he wants a long term relationship with someone so freaking cute he makes Stiles vibrate with anticipation?
"I won't." Derek says with a sly smile. Stiles shakes his head and plays with his hair a bit. He knows how this goes. Straight guy charms you. Straight guy gets what he wants. Straight guy never talks to you again. Derek drags them both down to the wet grass and for a second Stiles just lays there staring at the stars. It wasn't until his back became wet that he gets up.
"You got me all wet." Stiles said with a laugh. He didn't mean for it to come out dirty but it was too late. Derek looked at him and pulled him back down to the grass.
"You like being wet don't you?" Derek sneered. Stiles laughed for a minute. Wow. This guy was really charming. Was he even trying? How do you even respond to that? Stiles looked at him and in an instant he decided Derek won but he wasn't going to let him know that. "Come here." Stiles was pulled down into his arms and for a minute he let himself lay there. It was so comforting and safe. After a bit, Stiles snapped out of it and wrestled back on his feet.
"Very cute." Stiles laughed as he brushed off the grass. It really was; that was the problem all of it. Derek smiled at Stiles as he got up onto his feet. They walked over to the nearby pavilion and Derek took a seat at the picnic table in front of them. Stiles chuckled lightly as he saw Derek take out his phone.
"Have you ever heard this song?" he asks as his phone plays a soft piano medley. Stiles cracks a smile. He knew what this was. This was not his first time being seduced.
"No. I've never heard it before. It's nice though." As he said the words, Derek grabbed his hands and pulled him close. They began to slowly sway in the night and just like that Stiles closed his eyes and deeply inhaled. The other boy smelled like cigarettes and alcohol but as they slowly swayed, getting closer and closer until their bodies were practically pressed against each other, Stiles let his head drop onto Derek's shoulder.
