" I need a favor" "Yeah? Tell me something new, buddy. Like what's gonna happen in the new Supernatural episode? Or better yet, do vampire sparkles?" "Can you be quiet so I can talk?" "Yeah, yeah, you have the floor Cujo." Stiles wince when Derek growls at the nickname. "I want you to pretend to be my lover, okay?"

That was how Derek, at the age of ten, found his soulmate. A three year old boy with teary eyes and trembling lips. In a grocery store of all places. Maybe it wasn't the perfect beginning for a fairytale but who cared? Fairytales were boring anyway.

“Sweet,” he commented, smiling as he kicked off the plug to the drain. The soapy water started to recede, but only slowly, rose petals stuck onto their skin, but they paid no mind. “But you’re skin is much sweeter.” HikaKao Cont. to Peppermint Candy.