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STEREK AU: Stiles Stilinski aka DJ Stilinski and his friend Scott McCall Aka DJ Calls, work at the busiest club in California every weekend whilst Derek Hale works as a bouncer on the door the same nights the DJs work. Every night Stiles always notices the bouncer watching him up on the Decks Stage but always finds himself looking back. When Scott finally has enough of his best friend and the grumpy bouncer eye-fucking, he forces them to start talking— well Stiles babbling and Derek having one eyebrow constantly raised— and hopefully sort the sexual tension flooding across the club.
Stiles: Dude, is he checking me out?
Scott: Yes Stiles, he’s checking you out, like always. Just, go talk to him or something, please.
Stiles: No way, he’ll eat me alive.
Boyd: If you keep looking at him like that, you’re going to burn a hole in him. Go talk to him, say hi, buy him a drink.
Derek: Hmph, poor kid, I’d eat him alive.
AU → The pack plays truth or dare at Derek’s loft and things get slightly out of hand
"Okay, Derek, truth or dare"
"For the last time, I’m not playing this stupid-"
"So dare, then"
“Stiles, I’m not kidding-“
"I dare you to spend the night with me and not fall victim to my overwhelming charm and sexual charisma"
"Are you being serious right now?"
"As a heart attack, Derek, and if you wuss out on a dare you owe the person who issued the dare $100, I don’t make the rules"
"I- Wait, what?"
"Derek, c’mon, stop filming me," Stiles says, looking over his shoulder and squinting into the sun.
"Because you’re home," Derek says quietly, smiling at Stiles from behind his camera. "You graduated and you’re home."
"Yeah," Stiles replies, stopping by the sliding glass doors and turning around; looking past the lens, Stiles grins at Derek, reaching out and tugging at his hand, drawing him closer. "I’m home."