wolftamer_stilinski | College AU!

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Stiles licked his lips as he was looking around the place. He could barely believe it was this day, this damn day. The day he would go to college. It was still registration week and his father just left him to get comfortable in his dorm, with Scott.

Stiles was going to college with Scott! And they were roommates even. This will be the best few years of his life, Stiles grinned as he caught Scott's eye, carrying a large box.

The dormitory was buzzing with people moving in, seniors ordering the freshmen around and freshmen asking for directions, completely lost. Not Stiles, no. He was looking up the floorplan of campus, he knew every building, every teacher's office. Everything. He won't get bullied, he decided. This won't be like high school, he can be a nerd in peace. With Scott.

He was grinning like a stupid idiot as he was thinking about it, walking the dormitory corridors toward his room, carrying the last of his boxes with his stuff in them.

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Derek was leaning against the wall in the dorm. His gaze was moving across the crowd. There was a lot of new faces around. Unsurprisingly, considering it was moving in time for freshmen. He was adjusted his cap when then he spotted a scrawny looking boy in flannel. His eyes followed him for a bit expecting him to drop one or more of the boxes he was carrying. It looked a bit too heavy for the freshman. He played with the thought of giving it a bit of a shove. Then he made a decision and kicked off from the wall. He moved through the crowd and caught up with the boy and his friend.

"Looks heavy," he commented and gave the boy a strong pat on the back, expecting it to tipple him over.

Stiles noticed the tall, dark guy checking them out before but he didn't pay him much attention. Or tried not to. He was still a nerd, in some aspects, and talking to a cool looking guy... that still needed a few pep talk.

The guy looked... handsome. Cool. Sexy. Damn it... And when he approached him like that Stiles almost really dropped everything from his hands.

"Y-ye-yeah it--" he stuttered, then he felt a hand on his back. Wait no, it was a shove...! Stiles gasped, stumbling and since he his box was still heavy he ended up falling flat on his face, his books scattering all over the corridor from the box. "Fuck...!" he gasped, scrambling to get up. So much for trying to be cool... "What the fuck!?" he glared up at the guy.

"Whoops. Maybe you ought to not carry so much," Derek commented with a smirk and looked down at the boy flailing all over the floor. One of two of the other boys in the corridor snickered at Stiles precaution. Scott glared pretty hard at Derek tho something he ignored. He then leaned over Stiles and noticed one of the books laying around. He picked it up and turned on it.

Ah crap. Either the guy really enjoyed reading difficult texts or this was part of his course books, which inadvertently was part of Derek's aswell.

"You going to be in presentation techniques too?" he asked with disbelief in his voice. So this freshman may very possibly be in his class.

Stiles glowered toward the guys laughing at him as he was quickly grabbing is books and throwing them back into the box. His face was bright red from shame and anger.

When he got all his books he stopped to the guy shoving him and grabbing th book from his hand.

"'Too'? What do you mean? It's not like you own that class, is it?!" he asked angrily. "It sounded a cool class so I thought giving it a shot!" he huffed angrily.

"Then I guess we'll spend a lot of time together then," he comments and ruffles Stiles hair. He notices that it's very soft despise the gel. He kinda have to stop himself from going into dangerous territory. He then nods over to his fellow team mates amd heads down the corridor with them. Scott turns to Stiles and asks if he's okay. He then glares after Derek.

"I don't like him," Scott tells Stiles. "Reminds me of Jackson from high school," he adds.

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Stiles felt his cheek burn up at Derek's comment. He didn't even know his name and he was already making him flustered like this...! Such a jerk. Such a handsome jerk...

He tried to bat the hand away which tousled his hair, but at the same time he missed those fingers when the guy moved away. Stiles glared after him, hating that a jock like this could make him unable to snark back.

"He's an ass!" he hissed too, though his cheeks were still hot and red. "I want to know his name, his room number and his phone so I can spam it with My little pony fanart." he hissed. "Oh, no, this guy's worse than Jackson... he touches people...!"

"Yeah, that too," Scott replies and nods his head at Stiles. "If you're in the same class you'll probably find out soon. Just... try not to get in trouble too much with him? Jocks can be really brutal, and we're not on the school's lacrosse team anymore," he then adds. Even though they had both been pretty much bench warmer. Stiles with his ADHD and Scott with his asthma. It had been fun still.

"Yeah, I know, dude." Stiles shakes himself, and taking the box to carry it. "Hey, he started it, this is war now!" he told Scott. He was not going to let this jerk get away with humiliating him.

"Alright, if you are sure, then I'll support you through it dude. Like brothers in arms," Scott answers and smiles. He follows Stiles to their new room and nudges the door open so they can head inside. "It's not big. But kinda cosy," he comments as he takes in the room.

"You're the best friend Scott." Stiles grinned at him as they were walking.

"Are you kidding, this is the best room ever. And you know why?" he asked, putting his box down his desk. "It's because it is our room! Our own room! Together! This is the best, Scott!" he said, his earlier angriness nowhere to be found.

"Yeah. It's really ours. No parents to bother us," he added and placed down the boxes on the bed. He smiled back at Stiles and sat down on the bed. "We gotta sort up chores tho, shouldn't we? Like cleaning, cooking..." he rambled. Then he frowned cutely. "Does this place serve food or do we need to cook our own?" He asked suddenly.

"Yes, no one only us!" Stiles sighed, spreading his arms. "Hey, we'll clean when we need to, and we eat outside. There's the canteen, I'm not going to waste precious studying and party time on chores!" he snorted.

"We are not party people..." Scott commented and tilted his head slightly. But if there's canteen then that's good, considering he manages to burn water when he tries to cook something. He realize that eventually he would have to learn to cook but he's keeping his hope up that he won't have too yet. He then turns over and starts digging through one of his boxes. Then there's a knock on the door.

"But we will be!" Stiles started. "Do you want to be a nerd all your life, or hand with the cool kids? Oh no, Scott, we will be cool in college, alright?" he grins and walks to the door to open it.

"Yeah?"

...And Stiles came eye to eye with Derek again. The smile he had on his face faded quickly as he realized whose room it was. He then snorted amused finding it kinda funny that it would be Stiles of all people. It made sense though so perhaps he should have expected it. He's wearing what seem to be a backpack and got one of those giftbags in his hand.

"Well ain't that a surprise?" he commented.

Stiles' jaw drops, looking at Derek.

"Well, fuck!" he snorts, feeling the hint of the blush from earlier. "If you tell me you're living in this side of the fucking dorm too, I'm going to kick you in the nuts Macho Man!"

"I'm on the same floor. But I highly doubt we'll see each other often," he commentes and looks over Stiles shoulder. He spots Scott and nods in his direction. "Okay. I'm Derek. I'm here to welcome you two freshmen to the floor. I'm not the RA, just so we're clear, just helping out. Anyway here are two giftbags with some stuff, like soap," he tells Stiles and hands him two giftbags. He then looks around and opens his shoulder bag and fishes up two condom packages. Stiles may notice there's a familiar sound of bottles bumping together as Derek digs through his bag. He hands over the condoms aswell. "Y'know in case things spices up in the future," he continues.

"By the way, pro tip don't threaten people which are twice your size," he adds.

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"Yeah as if I wanna see your handsome face again...!" Stiles snapped. And then he gets offended as Derek hands them the giftbags. "Wha- excuse me?! Do you think I wouldn't know to use soap?!" he gasped holding the bag up. Stiles was actually thankful for the stuff they got, but for some reason he was damn annoyed by this... Derek guy.

Though his cheeks burn up again as Derek hands over the condoms.

"Wha--- Wh--!" stiles stutters, unable to say anything. He was a nerd, he was still a virgin, and now the handsomest guy of his dreams is handing him condoms....

"I'm not threatening anyone!" he snorts. Damn he feels like a baby. "Scott, tell him I'm not threatening, I'm challenging people!"

He couldn't help but smirk at Stiles discomfort. It was amusing to see him spluttering. Maybe he should have gotten annoyed, but he just found in funny. He hadn't planned this even. He'd notice Stiles calling him handsome. It was flattering, really. Pretty ballsy too.

"Oh, so you do know? Well, try not to drop it twink ass. Communal showers and all that," he teased.

Stiles reaction at the condoms was even funnier. It looked like they had a virgin here. He made a mental note to tease Stiles with sexual things, if the opportunity presented itself.

"Yes. Condoms. Don't want to get some STD now, would ya?" He commented in a concending tone.

Then Scott came up to Stiles side and gave Derek a challenging look. "Yeah! He does challange people! With deadly sarcasm!" Scott said.

"Drop the--!" Stiles was blushing like a tomato now. He was so fucked, and not in the good way. So he welcomed Scott's heroism... a little. Twink. Derek called him twink. Ass. So Derek was thinking about his ass-- no no, Stiles focus, you need to focus here.

"See, he said deadly, so it's fucking deadly. I'd sleep light if I were in you tonight! I mean--- not in you, never in you, in me- I mean, if I were-- fuck!" Stiles hissed, stomping and hiding his face with his hand in defeat. What was with him, this guy was making his words all jumbled.

OK that was an interesting turn of words. It even surprised him. He needed a moment to gather his thoughts before they all went to the gutter. Because right now there was a very distracting image of Stiles riding him in his head.

"Dude... I think you need to lay down before your brain is completely fried. Here have a beer," he said and pulled out a can from his bag. "You seem pretty thirsty," he commented with a wink. Then he walked away and down the corridor to welcome other freshmen. Brett was so dead for making him do this.

Scott threw a look after Derek and closed the door. "Duuude what was all that about?" he asked and looked at Stiles wide eyed. He was so flustered about that older guy.

Stiles could only gape. Derek was right, he needed a damn break. From him especially, even if they hadn't met too many time, but he was so overwhelming for Stiles already.

"At least you give me something useful too!" Stiles grumbled as he took the beer, trying not to look too embarrassed over the fact that Derek just winked at him...!

"He was--" Stiles started, but he had no words for Derek anymore. "Derek... at least I know his name. He must know ours too, god." he rubbed his eyes. "He... he annoys me." he added, opening the beer in his hand as he threw the condoms on his bed. As if he would use them... not because he was a fan of unprotected sex, but he couldn't get a lay at all. Because people like Derek could get laid, not people like Stiles...

Scott went over to the bed and picked up the condoms. He turned and looked at them. "Well... it was nice to give us condoms," he commented and put them aside. He then looked over at Stiles again.

"Dude, he called you a twink. Are you developing a crush on him?" He asked bluntly.

"It was nice, or not, no it was just to make fun of us!" Stiles blushed.

"Crush, what no?! No!" He gasped, taking a sip from the beer, wincing at the taste. "As if anyone would have a crush on a jerk like that. Have you even looked at him?!" he asked, but as he said the words he realized that whoever looked at Derek looked a dashing, tall, overly sexy guy... No wonder he could be a jerk, he could be anything he wanted. He was too handsome.

"You think so? For all he know we could be real Don Juans," Scott pointed out.

"Alright dude. Just wondering. It's not like he's bad looking. Shitty personality though. But I'm not attracted to guys, so I wouldn't know," he responded. Then he picked up his schedule and eyed it over. "Glad school doesn't start until tomorrow, so we can climatize ourselves. What should we do once we got everything moved in?" He asked.

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idk I just chose some general course

its fine!

i hope you didn't mind the derailment?

it's totally okay ^^ i forgot you play Scott too, this is good

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