Sterek One Shots

Hungry Like the Wolf

Hungry Like the Wolf by ReluctantSlashFan

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"Stay tuned for more Afternoon Rewind right after these messages," the radio said and some commercial for a shoe store blared from the speakers. With a scoff, Stiles turned the radio down and continued doing the dishes. He found he seemed to get things done faster when he had music going. It was something his mother used to do, and he felt closer to her when he did it, too.

"Want me to dry?" a voice said behind him, scaring the living hell out of him.

"Holy jeez," he exclaimed spinning around to look at Derek, spraying him with the sink's sprayer on accident. "Well, now, look what you made me do." Okay, so maybe he did it on purpose, and maybe he was enjoying the view a little too much, but it wasn't his fault Derek wore tight t-shirts.

"I'll dry," the Alpha said, fighting a smile, and crossed the room. He stopped next to Stiles, grabbing a dishrag, and started drying the dishes in the strainer. Stiles nodded, fighting his own smile, turning back to continue the dishes.

For a while, they worked in silence, the only sounds their breathing and the commercials on the radio. It wasn't until they were nearly done, only a plate and a coffee mug to go, that Stiles heard a familiar laugh coming from the radio.

"Oh my God," he yelled turning the radio up. Derek threw him a look and Stiles smiled sheepishly, shrugging. "It's a good song." He bobs his head to the song, ignoring the smirk on Derek's face. "'Darken the city, night is a wire. Steam in the subway, earth is afire,'" Stiles sang along with the radio. He grabbed Derek's arm and said, "Come on, dance with me."

"No," the Alpha replied shaking his head.

"Please?" Stiles pouted, Derek's eyes narrowed. "Well, obviously you are not hungry like the wolf." Instead of dropping the werewolf's arm, he grabbed the other one and moved their bodies back and forth. "It's fun, see?"

"Stiles..."

"'And I'm hungry like the wolf,'" Stiles sang over Derek's whining (though he'd never admit he whined). "'Stalked in the forest, too close to hide, I'll be upon you by the moonlight side.' This song was written about you, Der."

"It came out in the early 80's," Derek said trying and failing to sound annoyed. In fact, if Stiles wasn't mistaken, he was fighting another smile.

"Ah-ha, you're having fun," Stiles exclaimed continuing to move their arms back and forth. "Now, if you'll just move your feet."

"Stiles, I'm not..."

"Fine," Stiles said letting the wolf's arms go. He then proceeded to dance around him, singing the song at the top of his lungs. "'And I'm hungry like the wolf.'" He bobbed his head, continuing his circling. "This should be your theme song. Maybe I can follow you around in my jeep, blasting it while you walk the streets. How does that...?" Derek grabbed Stiles, cutting him off, gently wrapping his hands around his biceps.

"Are you finally dancing?" Stiles asked curiously, smiling up at the werewolf. "Or are you just hungry like the wolf?" Derek grinned, pressing his lips to Stiles', and he all but forgot about Duran Duran. When they broke apart, Stiles grinned and said, "I'll take that as a yes."