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this is a jazzy fizzle producshizzle ([personal profile] melocoton) wrote in [community profile] potosi2014-01-05 12:54 am
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or say we're only dreaming;



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[personal profile] hypercompetent 2014-02-21 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ Stiles' jaw drops open as Derek continues to list. And list. And list. ] H-ooooly jesus, we're going to have the most gourmet bake sale in Beacon County.

[ And he's so thankful, so pleased, so--a little proud of himself for making the effort to connect with Derek. Because since day one, the kindergarten teacher had found this weird sense of camaraderie with the guy who looked like a serial killer but had the best cooking channel on youtube, who brought him lunch every now and then at work, and who texted him hangover recipes when he was whining in bed alone on Sunday nights. Derek had even, hell, taken care of him while he was drunk.

God.

The crush he had on the dude was astronomical, and the fact that he was showing up with this much for his frickin' kindergartners bake sale was...well, it was a lot for Stiles' heart to handle this bright and early in the morning.

Immediately, he takes the plastic wrap, and spreads it out wide to lick it clean like a classy adult. ]
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[personal profile] triskeles 2014-02-21 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
That's only what's out here. There's also lemon meringue cookies, cherry almond muffins, strawberry lemonade cupcakes, chocolate raspberry crisps... [ Derek squints down at everything, considering. ] Pumpkin spice cake loaf slices...

I think that's everything. Possibly. I lost track of everything. [ He shrugs, like it really isn't a big deal. But he knows that it's a big deal, because who stays up all night and morning to make such a collection of baked goods for a kindergarten bake sale? It isn't even for his own kid, for as much as he'd helped raise Talia.

But it was also for Stiles, because he knows how much comes out of his pocket for these kids. He's a bit of a dork, sarcastic and rude when the kids and parents aren't looking, but they just... Clicked. And the kindergartners mean a lot to him, so.

He winds up staring as he licks the plastic wrap, distracted.
] Wow, that's attractive.