Fics like Thaw

“Stiles?” Even hearing his voice reminds him what a bad idea this is. “Hey, Derek. Just ran into a beta who was really interested in your location. In a distinctly non-friendly way. So heads up.” “Are you alright?” Derek asks. Even through the bad connection he sounds a little wrecked, like he’s got the gist that no, Stiles is not. “Peachy,” Stiles lies. They breathe at each other for a moment, until he can’t take all the things they’re not saying, anymore. “How’s Winnipeg? Liking the snow?” “Calgary, now,” Derek corrects. “Man, don’t tell me that,” Stiles whines. “It’s safer if I just don’t know.” “Not safer for you, if you need me.” Stiles snorts at that, then winces. If he needs Derek. Sure, let’s put that in the hypothetical. “I gotta go. Just wanted to warn you.” He doesn’t hang up. “I love you,” Derek says, fast and hot like he thinks Stiles might cut him off in the middle of it. He’s not wrong. “That’s nice,” Stiles says, in a tone that implies the opposite. He ends the call. Or In which Stiles is an Emissary, Derek is in love with him, and nothing comes as easy as it should.

Fics like Thaw

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