novkat21:

“Derek, it’s okay,” Stiles whispered, hands tight on the man’s shoulders, anchoring him.

“They’re unnatural,” Derek retorted weakly, body shaking from fatigue.

“Definitely not. At least for you. I want to see them.”

Derek glanced up at him, then closed his eyes and grunted painfully as white feathered wings tore out of his back, shining in the moonlight.

Stiles stared at them in silent awe, loosening his grip ever so slightly.

“Sti?”

Amber eyes met hazel orbs with a smile. “Gorgeous. Just like the rest of you.” Derek smiled back, relieved. “No more hiding from each other.”

“Yeah, agreed.”

♡

For today’s @sterekdrabbles challenge words: wing, hand and definite.

I wanted to do something where Derek’s wings are super sensitive and he gets all hot and bothered, but this came about instead.

Although, I really don’t mind the whole trope for the latter.

Thanks for reading!