I BELIEVE IN SHERLOCK HOLMES

Jun 02

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Jun 01

pocketsofmyuniverse:

alocalband:

I have a fic prompt for you all.　

That’s it. That’s the prompt.

OH MY GOD

YOU’RE AWFUL

ATTACK OF THE PLOTS

“I have a surprise for you,” Stiles says as he leads Derek down to the field. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out two passes, stopping for a moment to slip one over Derek’s neck before throwing his own on.

“Stiles, really, you’ve done enough,” Derek says roughly because really first the game and the new glove and basically this entire trip, Stiles really has done too much.

Stiles lets out a soft raspberry before pulling Derek down the steps onto the soft dirt and Derek has to stifle a laugh because his pass is already twisted around his neck and it’s literally just so Stiles it hurts.

Derek pauses for half a second when his feet hit the ground because he’s missed this, missed the baseball field and the cheering in the crowds and the smell of new baseballs and leather. And then he moves forward because it’s Don Mattingly and he’s reaching his hand out to shake Derek’s. If he were an actual puppy, he would be peeing in excitement. The Hit Man, motherfucking Donnie Baseball is shaking his hand and he doesn’t even need to look at Stiles to know the boy is laughing at him.

Because this has literally become the greatest day of his life and the wide grin on his face is extremely telling and he will never, ever be able to thank Stiles for this. And then there is a click of a shutter and Stiles saluting to the camera and basically Derek is trying not to lose his shit in front of one of his favorite players of all time.

And finally it’s saying thank you and you’re the greatest to basically every member of the team and then Stiles dragging him off the field and into the car and Derek is having trouble processing everything that’s just happened.

“Happy?” Stiles questions as he unlocks the Jeep and then squeaks in surprise when he finds his back pressed against the door. Derek doesn’t kiss him, just pulls him in to an embrace and rest his chin on the younger man’s shoulder.

“Thank you,” he whispers and Stiles can feel the growl of it in their chests.

“Guess so.”

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