Ghost_King



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    The ashes flow between his fingers like warm, fine sand on a summer’s day. There’s the smell of the sea, and the sound of waves, the sun piercing his eyelids. The warmth of a hug and bubbling laughter. A rush of adrenaline then the crash of a wave. He feels heavy, like his bones are made of lead. His lungs, as hard and unyielding as metal, stop him from breathing. His heart skips three beats in a row and he’s lost between panic and a heart attack. He feels pins and needles over his limbs, like thousands of ants consuming his flesh. And then there’s nothing for a long while.

    The sound of the wind is the first to return, then the crickets, then the frantic, loud beating of Stiles’ heart. He falls to his knees with tears running down his face, like grief and confusion. Like something reached inside him and took from it a little shard of his soul. He manages to get on all fours before being sick on the forest ground. He wipes his mouth, the tears from his eyes and the sweat from his brow with shaky hands and tries to stand. He wobbles, but stays up, then he looks around. The Nemeton is dark and rotten. On top of it lies Derek’s naked form.

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    But whatever. It was all ok that Derek didn’t like him.

    Because wolf Derek? LOVED Stiles. Could not get enough. Danced around him with tail wagging and brought him gifts (the whole stag had been hard to bring home but he wasn’t complaining), and rolled over for belly rubs.Stiles didn’t always know he had a place in the pack but at least at the full moon he had a job, and keeping the alpha calm and his tail wagging was hardly work at all.

    He was the spark, the belly-rubber, the recipient of various play bites and of the most gorgeous sleep he’d ever had on the ground of the preserve, head pillowed on wolf Derek’s side as he drifted off mid-sentence.

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    This was it, then, huh? It was that easy for Derek to invite someone to his den. Someone other than Stiles.

    He healed the wolf. Stiles killed his tormentor, mended his blood and bones, and let him sleep beside him. But none of it was enough.

    He wasn’t a spark, after all, but a witch — evil and alone, locked up in his tower.

    Witches didn’t get happy endings.

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    Stiles volunteers to be a companion for an isolated werewolf he's never met. He thought he knew way more about werewolves than it turns out he really does.

    Derek didn't technically ask the Werewolf Conservation Committee for a companion human, but they insisted he have one for his mental and physical health.

    Or: Derek has only had Stiles for a day, but if anything were to happen to him, he'd kill everyone in Beacon Hills and then himself.

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