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So I was tagged, obviously, here's the thing. I will be doing more things shortly now that I have finished finals. 
Bold what applies to you:

My personality: 
I’m loud. 
* I’m obnoxious. 
* I’m sarcastic. 
* I’m cocky.
* I cry easily. 
* I have a bad temper.
For the most part I don’t like people.
I’m easy to get along with.
I have more enemies than friends. 
I’ve smoked. 
* I’ve smoked weed. 
* I drink coffee. (I need more of it in my life)
* I clean my room daily. (My niece is a personal hurricane that blows through it everyday since they moved in)

My appearance: 
* I wear makeup.
* I wear jewelry. 
* I wear contacts. 
* I wear glasses.
* I have braces.
* I color my hair regularly
I straighten my hair often. 
I have a piercing. 
I have earrings. 
* I have a tattoo. 
*I have small feet. 

Relationships: 
I’m in a relationship now. 
* I’m single. 
* I’m crushin’. 
I’ve missed an ex before. 
* I’m always scared of being hurt. 
An ex has abused me at least once. 
I’ve been in love more than two times.
* I believe in love at first sight. (IF ANYONE TELLS ME THEY FELL IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT I WILL SLAP YOU. OH MY GOD JUST NO. LOVE IS MORE THAN JUST LIKING AND BEING ATTRACTED TO SOMEONE SO IF YOU SAY YOU HAVE FALLEN IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT I WILL FUCKING CUT YOU.)
I believe lust is more important than love. (For an actual relationship that is healthy they are BOTH needed.)

Friendships: 
* I have a best friend. 
* I have at least ten friends. 
* I’ve gotten a phone call in the last 48 hours from a friend. 
* I’ve beaten up a friend. 
* I’ve been in a serious fight with a friend. 

* I can trust at least five people with my life. 

Experiences: 
* I’ve been on a plane. 
* I’ve been on a train. 
* Someone close to me has died. 

I’ve taken a taxi. 
* I’ve taken a city bus. 
* I’ve taken a school bus. 
I’ve gone bungee jumping. 
I’ve made a speech. 
* I’ve been in some sort of club.
* I’ve won an award. (Excellent grades in college, fucking Dean's list and achievement awards. WHAT UP)
I’ve spent 24 hours on the computer straight. 
* I’ve been in a physical fight.

Music: 
* I listen to R&B. 
* I listen to Country. 
* I listen to Pop. 
* I listen to Techno. 
* I listen to Rock. ( I listen to all kinds of music)
* I’m one of those people who play songs repeatedly until i hate it. 
* I hate the radio most of the time. 
* I download music. 
* I buy CDs. 


Television:  
* I spend at least six hours a day watching television. (Well, I mean, it's on in front of me.) 
I watch soap operas daily. 
* I’m in love with Days Of Our Lives. 
* I’ve seen and liked the O.C. 
* I’ve seen and liked One Tree Hill. 
* I’ve seen and like Americas Next Top Model. 
I’ve seen and like Popular. 
* I’ve seen and like 24. 
* I’ve seen and liked CSI. 
* I’ve seen and like Everwood. 

Family Life: 
* I get along with both of my parents. 
* My biological parents are still together. 
* I have at least one brother. 
* I have at least one sister. 
I have at least one step brother/sister. 
* I have at least one half brother/sister. 
* I’ve been kicked out of the house.
* I’ve ran away from my home.
* I’ve sworn at my parents. 
I’ve made my parents cry. 
* I’ve lied to my parents. 
* I’ve lied to my parents about where I am. 
* I’ve lied to my parents about what I’m doing. 
* I’ve lied to my parents so I’d be allowed out. 

* I’ve walked out when I’ve been grounded. 

Hair: 
* I’ve been brown. 
* I’ve had streaks.
* I’ve cut my hair in the past year. 
* I’ve dyed my hair in the past year. 
I’ve been blonde. (I did have a blonde streak once)
* I’ve had black. 
* I’ve been red. 
* I’ve been light brown. 
* I’ve been medium brown. 
* I’ve been blue/green.
* I’ve gotten my hair thinned 
* I use conditioner. 
I’ve used silk therapy. 
* I’ve used hot oil treatments. 
* I’ve curled my hair.
* I’ve straightened my hair. 
* I’ve ironed my hair. 
* I’ve braided my hair. 


School: 
I’ve yelled at a teacher. 
* I’ve been suspended. 
* I’ve had an in-school suspension. 
* I’ve been sent to the principals office. 
* I’ve walked out of class. 
* I’ve skipped an entire day of school. (Who the fuck doesn't skip school? ll together I have easily missed two months a year. in high school.)
* I’ve skipped a whole month of one certain class. 
* I’ve failed a test. 
* I’ve cheated on a test. (I moved to where I am now and they learned fractions while I hadn't, only time I ever needed to) 
* I’ve helped someone else cheat on a test. 
I’ve failed Art. 
* I’ve failed P.E. (Hahaha...haha....haaaaaa......)
* I’ve failed Math. 
* I’ve failed Science. 
* I’ve failed another class. 
A teacher has called my parents

  • Listening to: MY LIFE PASS ME BY
  • Reading: Death Note Vol 10
  • Watching: NOTHING
  • Playing: should I sleep or work on shit
  • Eating: Nothing because it's midnight
  • Drinking: in the fact no one will read this part
Adults at Play

Chapter Four: Children of all ages

It's been a week and Kainan has learned a few things about Dorian. Along with the tenants of the building.

First off, Dorian works at all hours. Then when he isn't working he's usually off helping some random-ass person.

Second, Dorian and all of the other tenants of this place, from what Kainan has seen, are very laid back for rich people. Not one has looked down on Kainan, scoffed at his confusion over rich life, or even so much as side-eyed him. In fact, they have all been very helpful towards Ellie and him. He's not entirely sure what Dorian told them about the situation, aside from lying and saying they are cousins, but he's relatively certain it's close to the truth.

Third, Breanna's nephew is pretty damn cool. The guy is writing a series of historical novels about various people he's interested in. He's had one published on H.H. Homles, the first American serial killer, and he's working on others like Henry VIII and Erzabet Bathory, and even some other serial killers. So, needless to say, they are new best friends. His name is Andrew and Kainan has a totally platonic bro-crush on him.

Speaking of friends, another thing he has noticed is that Dorian's phone is constantly ringing. Not just from work either, but various people in town call him at all hours (although he has been smart enough to put it on vibrate after a certain hour). Oddly, though, none of them ever call to just chat. Not even to schedule a time to hang out for fun. Nope, they call for favors. The guy does shit for people even at midnight after a long shift. Kainan has literally seen him give people the shirt off his back, and go to save someone stranded on the side of the road with a flat tire at 3 in the morning, yet none of these people try to just hang out with him.

No wonder the apartment seems so lonely. Before Ellie got here with all her toys, and Kainan began decorating it with stuff from their old house, the place was literally never touched outside of the couch, remote, and microwave.

Which is another thing! The man eats unhealthy food constantly!

Kainan is no saint when it comes to food, but there is a limit! Every night Dorian eats some TV dinner, or fast food grease blobs, rather than an actual dinner.

He would be lying if he said he wasn't a little envious, but he can see it take a toll on the man. None of it is filling and doesn't really supply him with energy. Dorian runs on fast food, coffee, and energy drinks.

How is he not dead?

Honestly, all of these favors he runs around doing are probably the only reason he doesn't weight 500 pounds by now. No doubt his arteries are a mess, though.

That's all going to change, though! Kainan has finally gone out and done some legitimate grocery shopping, stocking a refrigerator that might as well be brand new from how little it is used. From here on out, Kainan will be making Dorian meals. A fact he hasn't quite told the man yet, because, well, it's embarrassing.

He'll do it the mature way, though, since he is now an adult.

He'll leave the lunch on the counter with a note.

Yep, it's for the best. Kira and Felix gave him a list of foods Dorian likes so he will be sure to eat whatever Kainan makes.

At least he fucking better.

Before these grand lunches, though, Kainan is starting tonight with a nice dinner. Dorian is supposed to be home by seven, so Kainan waited until six to start cooking, much to Ellie's chagrin.

"Cooking?" Ellie asks as Kainan tosses the vegetables and sauce into the pan for stir fry.

"That's right, I'm making us dinner."

"It's late." She points out and Kainan nods.

"We were waiting so Dorian can eat with us tonight."

"Yay!" The little girl cheers, running to the living room to tidy up so Dorian doesn't trip on anything on his way in. Again.

"That's right! A nice fa-er…group…dinner." Kainan mutters awkwardly.

"Like with momma and dada!"

"Yeah, kind of." He reluctantly admits before finishing the meal. It's 7:30 so he begins to make the table and gets Ellie into her high chair.

They then proceed to wait.

By 8:30, Kainan decides they will eat without him.

By 9, Kainan packs it all up so Dorian can have some when he gets home.

By 10, Kainan and Ellie are in bed. A note left for Dorian about the leftovers for whenever by comes home.

At 3:30 in the morning Dorian quietly comes in, making sure he doesn't wake up Kainan or Ellie. He ended up taking the next person's shift when they called in sick, something he does all the time, but upon entering his house and seeing the note on the table he sort of regrets it. The only people he has ever had dinner with since moving out of his family's place have been Kira and Felix, and never at his place. It would have been nice to eat at his table with the kids, rather than stuff down crappy hospital food in the break room.

If only Kainan had told him, he would have left early. Of course, this is Kainan, so he was probably too embarrassed by his own actions to call attention to them. It's kind of cute. A little.

He looks in the fridge and sees the stir fry, along with a vast amount of other food. Granted, he had given Kainan his card today and told him to get everything they need, but he never expected an eighteen year old boy to actually get everything they need. For the first time ever his kitchen is filled with vegetables, seasonings, meats, cheeses, boxed things, and about fifty things he has never heard of. The kid knows his food, evidently.

Dorian must admit, the idea of leftovers for meals at work rather than fast food sounds pretty great. In fact, he would have some now if he wasn't so damn tired. Stifling a yawn, he quietly makes his way upstairs to brush his teeth and get changed before passing out on his bed.

When Kainan wakes up, he sees Ellie isn't in her bed and runs out of the room to find her sitting with Dorian in front of the TV.

"It's kitty!" Ellie exclaims, pointing to the cat on TV and Dorian nods.

"That's right, do you like kitties?"

"Yes, I like kitties! Kae likes kitties!"

"Oh, he does, too?" Dorian asks, side-eying the teen as he quietly walks into the kitchen. "You wouldn't know since he doesn't tell anyone anything." He says pointedly and Kainan blushes.

"I-if it's not important…then why say it?" Kainan grumbles, pouting as he searches the fridge for the juice he bought.

"Wow, you could almost be mistaken for cute right now." Dorian teases before a bagel smacks into the back of his head.

"Still adorable?" Kainan asks innocently and Dorian chucks the bagel back at him.

"Don't waste food, and I didn't call you adorable I called you cute. There is nothing about you I to adore."

"Since we're on the subject of food…" The teen begins, shooting him a dirty look, "Your eating habits are awful. Your hours at the hospital are, too." He huffs, crossing his arms. "I'm sorry to inform you but you live with a child now, and children do not like to be woken in the middle of the night. They also, especially given the circumstances, get quite upset when an adult in the household leaves."

Dorian smirks, "You're right, so sorry. I didn't realize how lonely you were getting."

"Not me!" Kainan blushes, "You're not funny old man!"

"Yes, yes, so you want me to eat healthier and take earlier shifts. Got it." Dorian sighs, getting up from his spot with Ellie. "I have to go back to work now, though, so I will see you guys later tonight." He pats Ellie on the head and goes toward the door before Kainan pops up in front of him from out of nowhere.

"Not so fast!" Kainan shoves a bag into Dorian's hands, "I'm gonna make sure you eat healthier. From now on I am making your meals! In there is a meal for lunch and dinner." He crams a bagel into a surprised Dorian's mouth before handing him coffee. "There. All three meals. Maybe now you will have actual energy and not have to eat or down coffee every five seconds."

Dorian removes the bagel and places it in the bag before smiling at Kainan, "It's almost like I have a housewife now." He teases, quickly patting him on the head and heading out before the flustered boy can calm down and retaliate.

"Hou-hou-hou-?" Kainan stutters out.

"Housewife!" Ellie finishes, proud of herself for helping.

The next few weeks go a lot better. Dorian takes earlier shifts and makes it home in time for dinner, he is eating healthier and it already shows in his newfound energy and decreasing dependency on coffee and energy drinks. Of course Kainan didn't necessarily set out to make Dorian's life better, but he's glad it is, this way he can be one step closer to being even with the man.

He still feels bad for Dorian, though. The man is so lonely, he wonders if anyone genuinely cares about him outside of Felix and Kira. Even his family never calls or writes, in fact Kainan isn't even sure if his family is still alive. They sure as hell don't talk about it, and that doesn't seem like a thing you ask someone's friends behind their back.

It honestly bothers him a little, how Dorian hasn't said anything about that. Of all people, Dorian knows damn well Kainan would understand the feeling of your parents ditching you, and being alone in the world. Well, Kainan at least had Ellie, but Dorian has Felix and Kira as well.

Still, he thought they had been getting closer! They even watched a movie together the other night, after putting Ellie to bed, and didn't fight over anything on it! That was a groundbreaking moment!

Kainan still wouldn't call them friends, but he no longer really hates Dorian. Sometimes.

Sighing, Kainan heads to the fridge to get a drink. Ellie is asleep now and Dorian had to cover someone's shift tonight. Opening the fridge he comes across something horrifying. Sitting there, on the top shelf, is the meal he made Dorian! Great, now the dumbass is going to eat fast food!

He snatches up his drink and groans to himself before noticing something on the table; Dorian's wallet.

Really?

How stupid can a grown man with a PHD be?

Kainan debates what to do for a moment; Dorian works all night, and needs to eat. He also needs to have his ID handy, among other things he carries in his wallet, including his keys. Rich apartment complex or not, Kainan is not leaving the door unlocked all night.

Reaching the conclusion he knew he would have to, Kainan decides to bring everything to Dorian at work. Grabbing his phone, he calls up Andrew and asks him to come watch Ellie while he's gone. Being the amazing guy he is; Andrew agrees to. With only one or two housewife jabs.

A truly standup guy.

Once Andrew arrives, Kainan thanks him and grabs all of the stuff before heading out in his car. He's never been to the hospital Dorian works at, since he no longer has medical after his parents disappeared, so he's not entirely sure how to go about all of this. Still, he has to do it. Kainan always gets something done when he sets his mind to it.

Arriving at the hospital, Kainan enters the building and asks a nurse at the front desk for help.

"I'm looking for Dorian Rosenblatt. He, um, he left some stuff at…home…today…" Kainan explains, his voice growing quieter with every word, fearing the oncoming questions.

"Ohhh! You must be his cousin! Kainan, right? You are adorable! But, then again, anyone related to Dorian has to be good looking, huh?" She asks, a bright smile on her face as Kainan simply gawks. "Well, hun, he's on the third floor. You can go up and bring him his things, since he happens to be on break right now."

Kainan smiles at her, "Thank you so much, miss." He hurries up to the third floor and upon reaching it, bumps into a doctor. Literally.

"Whoa! Sorry about that!" A man with messy black hair and dark green eyes says, smiling down at Kainan. "Can I help you? Wouldn't want you bumping into anyone who's not me."

Kainan looks at him confused for a moment, but quickly drops it and hold up his bag, "I need to bring this to Dorian."

"Dorian, huh? Are you that cousin he talks about?" The man asks, looking Kainan over. "You're eighteen, he said? Heading into college, right?"

"Yeah….yes, to all of that. Um, can you bring me to him?"

"Of course, my name is Adam, by the way." Adam then wraps an arm around Kainan's shoulders and leads him down the hall. "I'm Dorian's right hand man! We work together all the time, actually. Although, believe it or not, I'm actually younger than him." He winks at Kainan, "25 years old. This is my residency, actually. If you ever need help with homework I will gladly give you a hand."

"Hmm…" The teen mumbles, looking around as they pass various rooms for blood testing, MRIs, and other things before falling upon a random door.

"Dorian, I have a delivery!" Adam exclaims, opening the door and bringing Kainan in to see a horrified Dorian surrounded by female employees. Some doctors, some nurses, some various other things that are all totally into the asshole.

"Kainan! Who is watching Ellie?" He asks, making Kainan glare at him.

"Who the hell do you think I am? Andrew is there, idiot. Like I would leave me sister all alone." Kainan crosses his arms, "You wish you meant that much to me."

Dorian smiles and gets up, taking the bag from Kainan while subtly pulling him out of Adam's grasp. "I'm good with only warranting delicious meals and my wallet." He teases, making Kainan blush a little.

"Dorian, come back and show us what you have tonight!" One woman calls, annoying Kainan ever-so-slightly. They are cousins for all she knows, what if he wants to talk to his supposedly dear family member? Rude.

"I'm talking to my cousin, Tanya, I'll eat with you all in a moment." Dorian answers before turning back to Kainan. "Would you like to sit with us for a little while?" He asks and Kainan can see the disappointment in the faces of the women.

"No," Kainan huffs, "I wouldn't want to intrude."

"On what? It's just some friends eating together." Dorian groans, but Kainan doesn't budge.

"Ellie is waiting for me."

"She's sleeping."

"I'm tired." Kainan counters and Dorian rolls his eyes.

"Fine, fine, you win. I'll bring you down to your car then." Dorian says, grabbing him before he can protest and leading him out of the room.

"I'll come with, I was heading that way anyhow." Adam offers, attaching himself to Kainan again. It's odd, but the teen just sort of ignores it. Adults like to be caretakers, and parental figures. Clearly this guy is just trying to do the same.

Through the entire way everyone says hi to Dorian, and various people blush, flirt, or show other obvious signs of being into him. Kainan knew he was popular for his looks and whatnot, but he didn't realize he was this fawned over at work. All this time he has been feeling sorry for the guy, working all kinds of awful hours here, but in reality he just comes to hang out at a Dorian fan club and gets paid for it! In fact, this is easily the most respectful place towards him.

Stupid Dorian.

Stupid hospital.

Stupid admirers.

Once they arrive at the entrance, where the woman from earlier is eagerly waiting to talk to Dorian when Kainan leaves, the teen shoots him a dirty look before heading out with a short 'bye' under his breath.

Dorian watches the teen in confusion, but quickly grabs a hold of Adam and brings him to the elevator before he can walk Kainan out to his car. Once inside the elevator, Dorian brings them down to the basement where nothing but the morgue is. He wants to make sure no one sees them.

"You have a really cute cousin, Dorian." Adam says, the look in his eye saying he knows exactly what this is about.

"If you so much as touch him ever again I will personally amputate those offending appendages you call arms." Dorian warns, surprising Adam.

"Alright, Dorian. I'll keep away." He surrenders, still in awe of Dorian's outburst.

The man is attractive and a huge flirt. He beds pretty much everyone he sets his sights on, so Dorian has had to have this talk with him before, about being respectful and not hitting on certain people. However, he is always professional about it, and had planned on being now as well.

But the second Adam called Kainan cute, he lost it. The moment they came into the break room Dorian was angry, but that was the breaking point. Kainan is a pain in the ass, but he is a sweet kid who doesn't need to be toyed with by some player who can't keep it in his pants. He's never lost his cool like that, but from the look on Adam's face, he will probably never have to again.

To be on the safe side, though, Dorian will try to keep Kainan away from the hospital. Not that it seems it'll be hard based on his reaction tonight.

A/N: I am so sorry for how long this took! This semester was AWFUL! But it is over now so I will have time to work on this and my other stories.
A Series of Surprisingly Fortunate Events

Chapter Six: Suck it Andrew Paxton

Stiles rolls over in his sleep and kicks Derek in the face, effectively waking the man up. He can't say he's too surprised, Stiles doesn't really seem like the type to do anything gracefully. Since they met the boy has been all loudness, fumbling, and pain for Derek. The boy is literally a walking disaster, and Derek would never say it out loud, but he wishes he could experience the mayhem that is Stiles Stilinski a little more.

Yes, he's annoying and awkward.

Yes, he's not too great with walking or eating or even breathing to be honest.

And yes, he's the best friend to the one employee Derek has that hates him for whatever reason.

Yet despite these facts, Derek is fond of Stiles.

Alright, all cards on the table; Derek has a disgusting crush on the kid.

A fucking crush. Twenty-four years old and he has reverted to a ten year old's approach towards feelings. Naturally.

After another kick to the face by his…icrush/i, Derek decides to wake up. It's 8 in the morning anyways, he's usually up by now at the café.

Climbing out of the bed and getting dressed, Derek heads to the kitchen where Stilinski is sitting with a cup of coffee half-way gone.

"Good morning, Derek." Stilinski smiles and Derek returns the gesture. He likes Stiles' dad. When he was younger Stilinski was a new cop, naïve to the ways of the world just as Derek was on the day most of his family died. They worked through it together for a few years, and although he had never met Stiles in that time, he had heard about him often. Naturally, with such a weird first and last name, Derek realized who he was the first day he came into his shop.

Perhaps that was why he could never truly hate Stiles, despite every fiber of his being begging him to. The memory of Stilinski helping him was brought to mind every time that fumbling idiot came into his café. Not memories of the fire, or of the weeks after where Stilinski would drag him to therapy, but of months later. Of the days when Derek would meet with Stilinski once a month to catch up at a small diner in town. Derek would talk about school and his sisters, while Stilinski would go on and on about his hell spawn of a child.

He would never tell Stiles any of those things, though. They are far too private to just discuss with some kid you know through a few second-hand connections. Hearing those stories back then, he never in a million years would have guessed he would end up getting feelings for the kid, or being a big enough sucker to actually pretend to date him.

Yeah, they were nothing like The Proposal. Stiles was right about that.

Theirs is its own story. Its own cruel, stupid, story.

"So, I never would have thought years after moving from Beacon Hills, little Derek Hale would be grown up and dating my son…" Stilinski smiles at Derek, "Or at least pretending to date my son."

Derek tenses up a little, pulled out of his thoughts by the fact Stilinski knows. "…How…?"

"Please, Derek, I'm his dad. I'm also a sheriff. I know when something's up." Stilinski laughs a little, "The way you two act, it's clear there's something there, but it's even clearer that it hasn't even remotely been touched on."

"Fair enough," Derek shrugs, "I'm not dating your son. He told you a white lie, and rather than fess up, or just tell you the truth from the start, he pulled me into this."

"I don't think pull is the right word. Nudge would probably fit better." The man teases and Derek smiles.

"Probably."

"He likes you as well, Derek."

"I know." Derek admits, "I'm not blind, I'm also not stupid. He's a teenager who has zero experience. At this rate he'd like a piece of paper if it had the right shape. If he were to approach me I wouldn't say no, but I'm not going to chase after some inexperienced kid."

Stilinski nods silently for a moment, "I understand that, and rest assured, he doesn't put effort into things he doesn't absolutely want. If he asks you he will mean it. Also Stiles isn't an idiot though, and neither are you, so I have no doubts his little lie will turn into the truth soon enough…" He grins at Derek, "Which is why this conversation never happened."

"Got it."

The two continue in their peaceful coffee time until a crash is heard from Stiles' room, followed by some thuds and a few curses.

It isn't his fault, its Derek's. The bastard wasn't in bed! How are you supposed to pull the old 'oh no I rolled over onto your side and on top of you' move if they aren't there?

He wasn't gonna, you know, do anything. Just see what it felt like to have a breathing pile of sex underneath you. There is nothing wrong with that, it is called a scientific experiment. It would be for the greater good. Somehow.

Besides, in about three hours Derek is just going to waltz right back out of Stiles' personal life and go back to being his best friend's grumpy boss. Stiles just wants a little longer with the private Derek, like a few more hours. Or days. Or months. Or whatever.

Groaning he walks out to the kitchen and sees Derek and his dad sitting there, staring at him curiously.

"Good morning." Stilinski breaks the silence and Stiles sighs, plopping down into the chair beside Derek's.

"Yeah, 'morning."

The three of them spend the morning just hanging out at Stiles' place, shooting the shit, until his dad heads out. Just like that it's all over. His dad's visits always seem short, but this one takes the cake by far. He stands there next to Derek in the driveway, both silent as his dad's car fades out of sight.

"So, um…" Stiles begins and Derek cuts him off. Good to see he's falling back into his jackass role nicely.

"I'll see you at the coffee shop." Derek says, turning to leave.

It's then that Stiles panics. He likes the Derek he is getting to know, and maybe, just maybe, he can turn this lie he told his dad into the truth? So perhaps asking him out just once wouldn't hurt?
If he says no Stiles can always just play it off as a joke, anyways. Maybe avoid the café for a while

"Or…because it's, like, noon and I haven't eaten yet…we could go grab a bite." Stiles suggests, "On me this time."

Derek smiles, looking relieved, "Oh yeah? And where is the big spender going to take us?"

"Only out for the best meal ever!" The teen grins and snatches up Derek's hand, "Everything on the dollar menu at McDonalds it is!"

"Sounds about right for a college student's 'all out'." Derek mocks.

"That's right, I'm gonna spend big college student bucks on you, so I expect some grade-A macking after. Or right now." Stiles teases, making Derek smile and give him what is easily the most chaste kiss in the history of the world. Which makes Stiles' flustered reaction easily the most pathetic in the world. "Oh, you...you did it..." He clears his throat and gathers himself enough to look a little less pathetic (maybe). "And to think, you couldn't even stomach the idea of kissing me a few days ago."

"Yeah..." Derek says before giving him a serious look, "That reminds me, you still owe me for that cup you made me break."

"Oh my god!" The teen groans, "You still remember that? Fine, I'll just pay with my body." He winks at Derek, who simply rolls his eyes.

"Dream on, kid, I expect money for broken things."

"Well then I guess we won't be going out to a nice fast food lunch. You're stuck with whatever I can whip up at my place."

Derek sighs, "So we'll be eating ramen?"

"And lots of it!" Stiles huffs, "Hope your little cup is worth it."

"Worth having lunch alone at your place? Yeah, I think I can live with that." Derek smirks and Stiles blushes.

"Y-you know what this means?" Stiles asks awkwardly.

"Hm?"

"I totally Andrew Paxton'd your ass this weekend." He grins.

Derek rolls his eyes, "Yes, great job. You even managed to do it without the help of Betty White."

"Clearly the most impressive feat of the weekend."

"Clearly."

"Now come, Margaret, I'm going to woo you with a romantic ramen lunch over the sensual lighting of my television screen." Stiles takes his hand and leads him back inside.

"If you play The Proposal I'm going home." Derek warns, making Stiles falter for a second.

"…We'll choose something when we get inside."

"Uhuh."

Stiles never would have guessed this whole thing would end in him bringing Derek home for dinner. Hell, a few days ago he never would have let Derek into his house. Yet here he is, craving the guy's company to the point of asking him out. No doubt this will end in couch cuddling. Probably even some making out if he uses the ramen that hasn't expired.

Thank god it didn't turn out to be one of those life lesson Indie films. Cheesy fluff is always the way to go.

Who knows? Maybe soon he can even call Derek his real boyfriend.

Suck it Andrew Paxton, Stiles Stilinski is the new pro at getting a tightly wound idiot to like him, and he didn't even have to go to Alaska to do it.

A/N: I just want you to know I love every single one of you who actually stuck with this. And yeah, I know, there's so much more I could do with this. Sadly, I'm not going to. Though I assure you hedoes go with the ramen that hasn't expired and it ends as predicted. I like it ending like this though, honestly. I'd say that maybe I will return to this universe and show their dating life, but I'm not. I'm just gonna go on and make a new story about them. Because that's what I do. Because I'm an asshole. I'm so sorry this is so...mediocre. This is what happens when you try writing five stories at once while balancing work and classes. NEVER. AGAIN. (I say for the millionth time)
Textbooks and Larping

Chapter Five: Addictions can start with just a small taste

Castiel arrives at Dean's apartment, standing at the door for a good four minutes working up the courage to knock. He was invited (forced?) into coming over today, at this time, so it's not like he is unwanted here. Still, he stands there, all kinds of scenarios running through his head. Unexpected visitors could be there such as a family member or friend in need, or a sex buddy, or some sort of anything that he wouldn't want Castiel coming in during.

So he stand there, working out possible scenarios where his presence would he highly unwanted. Then comes the possibility of Dean simply joking with him, but he's about 90% sure that isn't the case so he finally knocks only to have the door immediately fly open.

"For god sakes, Castiel, I thought you would stand there for an hour." Dean groans and Castiel blushes.

"You just watched me stand at your door?" He asks, making Dean laugh.

"Your flustered expression was great, I couldn't help it."

"Some friend you are." Castiel groans and Dean chokes on his laugh before gawking at him.

"Wow, little Castiel is making a joke! How adorable!" Dean teases as Castiel walks past him inside. "By all means, make yourself at home."

Castiel ignores the comment and looks at him curiously, "Will we be eating during this movie or should I wait until after?"

"Oh by all means, let's eat. I promised dinner and a movie, if you remember. So, what do you want? Subs? Pizza? Something fancy like salad?"

"In what world is salad 'fancy'?"

Dean shrugs, "I don't know, toss a fruity French name on it and its fancy. Right?"

"I don't even know where to begin on how stupid that statement is." Castiel groans, "What even makes you think I require, or even eat, high-end meals?"

"I googled your ass, and found out your dad is some dude who owns a huge corporation that runs a lot of things behind the scenes." Dean explains, "I bet you lived in a mansion where chefs cook everything for you before moving here, right?"

"No, my father is frugal. We lived in a very nice home but it only had the necessary amount of rooms. Our meals were cooked by my eldest brother Michael for as long as I can remember, before he taught me to cook as well." Castiel explains.

"Even still, I doubt your meals consisted of mac and cheese or anything pedestrian like that." Dean counters and Castiel shrugs.

"We ate things like that as well." He heads to the living room and sits down. "Now hurry up and order that food so I can watch this movie and get it all over with."

"Wow, contain your enthusiasm kiddo." Dean rolls his eyes and sits down beside him.

"I've got a lot going on."

"The library is not 'a lot going on', Castiel."

Castiel flushes, "I-I have other things going on in my life!"

"No, you don't." Dean shoots him down, "Just sit still and enjoy the movie, you pain in the ass."

Castiel pouts and crosses his arms, "You are the pain."

"Ohoh! He pouts, too!" Dean mocks, poking Castiel's cheek, "You're so lifelike sometimes."

"Stop touching me, Dean."

The man shrugs and starts the movie. "Try not to fall too in love with the movie."

"I doubt that will be a problem." Castiel scoffs as it begins. He starts it off, waiting for it to bore him.

Except it doesn't.

He finds himself enthralled with the movie, loving the Captain America and his admirably loyal friend Bucky. To his own shock he finds himself even gasping when Steve kisses a woman who is not Peggy.

"Wow, you look so insulted." Dean laughs, "It's just a kiss."

"But, but he and Peggy should be kissing!" Castiel protests, "You kiss someone you love, not just some attractive perso…" He stops and side-eyes Dean, "Oh wait, I'm talking to Dean Winchester, I'm sure you haven't even been in love let alone respect the idea."

"Hey now, I'm not some whore." Dean groans.

"That's not what I heard. Although I wouldn't be surprised with how much of a nerd you are." Castiel muses, "I bet you do not stay with anyone out of fear of them finding out, right? That must be awful, but really I think you could find a woman who likes you even as a nerd. Aren't they now sort of the popular thing? Of course you can't share your first kiss with them, which is too bad…a first kiss should always be with the person you love…like Peggy and Steve…should have."

"The Disney idea of everyone sharing their first kiss with their true love? Come on, Castiel, that never happens in real life." Dean sighs, "Attraction and lust are too strong. People succumb to that easily. Even Captain America isn't immune."

"I've never had a problem with that." Castiel objects and Dean laughs.

"Are you even capable of attraction and lust?"

"Probably…?" The teen muses, "I'm sure eventually."

"Mmhmm." Dean mumbles before they go silent and watch the movie again.

It isn't until the end that Castiel speaks up again. Of course, at the end he is pissed.

"Damnit, Dean. You didn't say Bucky died. And Steve never got to dance with Peggy. Now she's too old, her hips are probably too fragile to dance, this movie is ridiculous…" Castiel huffs and Dean laughs.

"There's more, you know. A whole series." Dean smirks and leans closer to the teen, "We could…watch it, you know. All of them. Ironman, Avengers, the other Captain America…"

Castiel looks conflicted for a moment, "I suppose…we could watch a few more…"

Several hours, and a tearful moment of seeing Bucky again, later ends in the two of them asleep on the couch with Castiel using Dean's shoulder as a pillow. Sam comes home and sees it, Dean laying on the couch with Castiel sprawled on top of him. He's not entirely sure how it happened, and he's not entirely sure he wants to know. Sighing to himself, Sam goes to his room.

"It's too late to deal with this mess…" He mumbles to himself before going to sleep as well.

The next morning Castiel wakes up to a face full of chest and pales as he sits up, straddling Dean Winchester. He remembers dozing off on the man's shoulder last night, but how the hell did they end up like that?

Well, gravity had no small part in it, obviously. Just so long as nobody else knows…

"Getting ready to give my brother a good morning kiss?" Sam asks from the entrance and Castiel lets out a highly undignified shriek before falling off the couch unceremoniously.

"Th-that's not…I wasn't…it wasn't…" Castiel stutters out and Sam laughs.

"It's alright, I know you just ended up like that. Anyways, wanna eat some breakfast? I made eggs." Sam offers as Castiel gets off the floor, pale.

"N-no…I am going to head home, so, um, have a good day." Castiel says before hurrying out.

"Maybe…I teased him too much…?" Sam muses before Dean wakes up.

"Where the hell is Castiel?" Dean asks and Sam shrugs.

"He ran out the door."

"Why…?" Dean asks and Sam laughs.

"Don't worry about it."

Castiel hurries inside his apartment where Gabriel is waiting, all smiles and impending mockery. "Please don't."

"All night with Dean, huh? I'm jealous, getting to sleep over with a Winchester, although that one certainly wouldn't be my choice…" Gabriel shrugs, "I take it you liked the movie? How many did you watch?"

"I did…we watched…a lot of them…" Castiel admits, frowning. "I should have never gone over…what am I going to do?" He laments, "I could become distracted from school!"

"OH no!" Gabriel gasps, "Next thing you know, you will be listening to rock and roll and associating with women!"

"This isn't funny, Gabriel!" Castiel's voice shakes, "Dean is determined to get me into all kinds of things that will take me away from my duties as a Novak."

"Come on, now! They don't need to know. Besides, it's not illegal to have a little fun. If you want to hang out with Dean more, go ahead." Gabriel assures him, "You…do like hanging out with him, right?"

Castiel blushes a little. "Um…I don't think I will be hanging out with him anymore…"

Gabriel smirks, "Ohhh? Something happen?"

Castiel goes a brighter red, "N-no…no! Just watching movies and eating pizza…"

"Hmmmm? That reaction begs to differ." The elder Novak pulls out his phone, "Might there have been some flirting? Cuddling? Late night…spooning?" He asks, holding out a picture Sam texted him of Castiel and Dean asleep.

"Delete it, Gabriel." Castiel commands and Gabriel laughs.

"Nah, it's my new wallpaper."

"Gabriel!"

Gabriel looks over to him, "So, Cassie, do you have a thing for Dean?"

Castiel's face contorts in disgust. "That is disgusting, Gabriel. Such a pushy, aggravating, and annoying man…not my type. Although he does those things out of kindness, he's not exactly what I would want to be with. Honestly, I don't think I want to see him anymore."

A/N: Sorry I have been so busy, but I stayed up all night to make sure I got this done...even though I have work tomorrow...but that's at 4 so it should be fine...probably. Anyways, something has to suffer evidently, so I will allow my sleep to suffer every once and a while to get personal projects done from now on, I promise. I'll try to update once a month again. I don't know how it will get with my internship at the funeral home coming up but I should be able to manage in time.
Ryan Redraw by chibi-nao15
Ryan Redraw
Redraw of my precious baby Ryan Dorian from my comic PostMortem, a story about modern man Brendon Gray raising from the dead and having to move in with Ryan Dorian, an grim reaper-like man that uses the title of undertaker. He is then utilized by Ryan to help keep the world safe from the havoc brought upon them by the demon George. (This story is gay, all kinds of gay) 
Postmortem Chapter One (I started the comic two years ago so the drawing is a lot different.)
Original pic from 2012 here:Ryan Dorian

Yes, I am aware the background is obviously lazy stfu it was 4:30 when I started that.

Barring any big event I will be working on the actual comic again this week.
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So I was tagged, obviously, here's the thing. I will be doing more things shortly now that I have finished finals. 
Bold what applies to you:

My personality: 
I’m loud. 
* I’m obnoxious. 
* I’m sarcastic. 
* I’m cocky.
* I cry easily. 
* I have a bad temper.
For the most part I don’t like people.
I’m easy to get along with.
I have more enemies than friends. 
I’ve smoked. 
* I’ve smoked weed. 
* I drink coffee. (I need more of it in my life)
* I clean my room daily. (My niece is a personal hurricane that blows through it everyday since they moved in)

My appearance: 
* I wear makeup.
* I wear jewelry. 
* I wear contacts. 
* I wear glasses.
* I have braces.
* I color my hair regularly
I straighten my hair often. 
I have a piercing. 
I have earrings. 
* I have a tattoo. 
*I have small feet. 

Relationships: 
I’m in a relationship now. 
* I’m single. 
* I’m crushin’. 
I’ve missed an ex before. 
* I’m always scared of being hurt. 
An ex has abused me at least once. 
I’ve been in love more than two times.
* I believe in love at first sight. (IF ANYONE TELLS ME THEY FELL IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT I WILL SLAP YOU. OH MY GOD JUST NO. LOVE IS MORE THAN JUST LIKING AND BEING ATTRACTED TO SOMEONE SO IF YOU SAY YOU HAVE FALLEN IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT I WILL FUCKING CUT YOU.)
I believe lust is more important than love. (For an actual relationship that is healthy they are BOTH needed.)

Friendships: 
* I have a best friend. 
* I have at least ten friends. 
* I’ve gotten a phone call in the last 48 hours from a friend. 
* I’ve beaten up a friend. 
* I’ve been in a serious fight with a friend. 

* I can trust at least five people with my life. 

Experiences: 
* I’ve been on a plane. 
* I’ve been on a train. 
* Someone close to me has died. 

I’ve taken a taxi. 
* I’ve taken a city bus. 
* I’ve taken a school bus. 
I’ve gone bungee jumping. 
I’ve made a speech. 
* I’ve been in some sort of club.
* I’ve won an award. (Excellent grades in college, fucking Dean's list and achievement awards. WHAT UP)
I’ve spent 24 hours on the computer straight. 
* I’ve been in a physical fight.

Music: 
* I listen to R&B. 
* I listen to Country. 
* I listen to Pop. 
* I listen to Techno. 
* I listen to Rock. ( I listen to all kinds of music)
* I’m one of those people who play songs repeatedly until i hate it. 
* I hate the radio most of the time. 
* I download music. 
* I buy CDs. 


Television:  
* I spend at least six hours a day watching television. (Well, I mean, it's on in front of me.) 
I watch soap operas daily. 
* I’m in love with Days Of Our Lives. 
* I’ve seen and liked the O.C. 
* I’ve seen and liked One Tree Hill. 
* I’ve seen and like Americas Next Top Model. 
I’ve seen and like Popular. 
* I’ve seen and like 24. 
* I’ve seen and liked CSI. 
* I’ve seen and like Everwood. 

Family Life: 
* I get along with both of my parents. 
* My biological parents are still together. 
* I have at least one brother. 
* I have at least one sister. 
I have at least one step brother/sister. 
* I have at least one half brother/sister. 
* I’ve been kicked out of the house.
* I’ve ran away from my home.
* I’ve sworn at my parents. 
I’ve made my parents cry. 
* I’ve lied to my parents. 
* I’ve lied to my parents about where I am. 
* I’ve lied to my parents about what I’m doing. 
* I’ve lied to my parents so I’d be allowed out. 

* I’ve walked out when I’ve been grounded. 

Hair: 
* I’ve been brown. 
* I’ve had streaks.
* I’ve cut my hair in the past year. 
* I’ve dyed my hair in the past year. 
I’ve been blonde. (I did have a blonde streak once)
* I’ve had black. 
* I’ve been red. 
* I’ve been light brown. 
* I’ve been medium brown. 
* I’ve been blue/green.
* I’ve gotten my hair thinned 
* I use conditioner. 
I’ve used silk therapy. 
* I’ve used hot oil treatments. 
* I’ve curled my hair.
* I’ve straightened my hair. 
* I’ve ironed my hair. 
* I’ve braided my hair. 


School: 
I’ve yelled at a teacher. 
* I’ve been suspended. 
* I’ve had an in-school suspension. 
* I’ve been sent to the principals office. 
* I’ve walked out of class. 
* I’ve skipped an entire day of school. (Who the fuck doesn't skip school? ll together I have easily missed two months a year. in high school.)
* I’ve skipped a whole month of one certain class. 
* I’ve failed a test. 
* I’ve cheated on a test. (I moved to where I am now and they learned fractions while I hadn't, only time I ever needed to) 
* I’ve helped someone else cheat on a test. 
I’ve failed Art. 
* I’ve failed P.E. (Hahaha...haha....haaaaaa......)
* I’ve failed Math. 
* I’ve failed Science. 
* I’ve failed another class. 
A teacher has called my parents

  • Listening to: MY LIFE PASS ME BY
  • Reading: Death Note Vol 10
  • Watching: NOTHING
  • Playing: should I sleep or work on shit
  • Eating: Nothing because it's midnight
  • Drinking: in the fact no one will read this part

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madubachi Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Hi, long time no speak!

messaging you to check if you're surviving? (I heard something about snow in New York, the state I think, on the news that killed some people O___o )
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I'm surviving, where I lived didn't get it much.
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Ellyyyyy Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2014
I just wanted to let you know that I love your Spamano fanfics Love 
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Awww thank you~~~
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Ellyyyyy Featured By Owner Edited Nov 25, 2014
You're welcome :) Thanks for the llama, you should have one too!
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Why, thank you~
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Thank chu for the llama~! .3. uLlama...an important part of life Herr Llama Emperor Herr Llama Emperor llama cancan 3D Llama Badge Llama brigade Walking llama Thanks For The Llama Emote Llama Truck 
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You're welcome~
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howl?
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chibi-nao15 Featured By Owner Nov 10, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
I'M SO SORRY! Life has been super busy and I haven't touched any stories for a long ass time.
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