Fics like The Art of Dying Well

“You said we’re friends.” In the corner of his eye he can see Stiles blink owlishly at that, a thousand hesitations flitting over his face before he settles on, “O–kay, way to hold what a guy says in the heat of the moment against him, got it.” No. That’s not the only time he’s said it, and they both know it. In the In-N-Out parking lot, once Derek wasn’t being poisoned by human medicine or crushed under agonizing pain, and Stiles wasn’t about to throw up all over him. A couple times since then. All the buddys and some of the big guys. Derek stares at him long enough to make sure he knows they both know. “…Yeah, okay,” Stiles gives in. “I guess, yeah. Seems weird if we aren’t.” Derek watches the screen for another moment, head too full for the movie itself but tracking the light and the movement, breathing quietly. “Then, this? All this? It’s inevitable.” Stiles says nothing for a moment. Maybe he’s cautious. Hopefully he’s afraid. Instead, he whistles in disbelief. “Wow, you are the biggest downer.” — Derek and Stiles still aren't the main characters. [Ch 1: Original 2013 work (42k). Chs 2-5: Rewritten 2025 work (97k).]

Fics like The Art of Dying Well

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