Sterek one shots

Romeo and Juliet I

I decided to do a Romeo and Juliet series. The parts will not be related at all. They will all be stories where Derek and stiles are in fighting species or families.

The one with angels and devils.

(Stiles is an angel, one of God's favourite. Derek is the devil. In this one shot the devil was never an angel so Derek and stiles aren't related. Also God is supposed to be the bad guy. This isn't a one shot about religion at all)

Stiles likes to think about how he met Derek. It was the weirdest and most impactful meet of his whole life, he's lived through a lot of lifetimes so he would know.

"I'm so sorry" stiles apologized as he ran in a tall, handsome stranger.

"No need little angel" the stranger stared at stiles and stiles became flustered.

"I um- i" stiles stumbled over his words.

"Don't be nervous. You can repay me over a drink" stiles followed Derek to the nearest pub. He knew Derek didn't need him to pay, he really didn't know why he was there.

"I'm stiles" he spat out.

"Derek" Derek replied simply as he called over the waitress.

A skinny blonde wearing a shirt way to tight came up to the two of them. Stiles suddenly felt a surge of jealously as she pulled down her shirt and pushed up her boobs to flirt with Derek.

"Two beers" Derek told her as he flashed her a charming smile.

"I don't drink" stiles said quietly.

"I'm sure the big man upstairs has you on a tight leash. Don't worry I won't tell anyone if you don't" Derek reassured him.

The blonde waitress, Britney according to her name tag, returned with their beers. She shot Derek a flirty smile and batted her eyelashes. "I get off in fifteen" she said before she walked away.

Stiles pushed his beer to Derek. "Here's twenty. That should cover it" stiles got up to leave.

Derek grabbed his arm to stop him. "Stay please" his puppy dog eyes could melt stiles heart.

"I shouldn't be here. I'm an angel and you're a dark angel" stiles told him.

Derek laughed. He laughed so loud that the whole pub looked at him. "I'm not some common dark angel, I'm the devil love."

Stiles stumbled back. "I need to go."

"Stay. In five minutes if you aren't having fun you may leave" Derek bargained. Stiles shook his head. "Come on stiles, your dear old dad must have you on such a tight leash. You've never drank, you've probably never had fun, or let loose, or had sex or anything."

Stiles thought about what he said. It was all true. He had never had a single sip of alcohol, he's never had a night to himself, he's never partied or had sex or anything. He was over 5000 years old. He deserved to let loose, for one night.

"Fine. I'll stay" stiles sat next to Derek and he handed him his beer.

"I'll show you a good time" Derek promised. Stiles held the beer to his lips unsure, unsure if he should trust Derek. That stupidly attractive face and those puppy dog eyes won him over.

Stiles tipped back the beer and chugged, he chugged every last drop.

"I'm impressed" Derek smirked. "We'll take another two" Derek told the waitress as he downed his beer as well.

Ten beers and a few tequila shots later, stiles was wasted.

He knew he could sober up at any second if he wanted to, he was an angel after all. He enjoyed this feeling though, he enjoyed letting loose.