a bromantic comedy

daunt:

affectingly:

swingsetindecember:

pembroke:

it’s my headcanon for this that derek speaks enough basic english to get by while visiting hogwarts

he does not, however, speak stiles

which is a language that many native english speakers don’t even grasp on a good day

So I wrote more…

“Christ, tu parles trop vite,” Derek says with a frown. Stiles just grins because Derek speaking French has seriously affected how Stiles deals with languages. Ever since their first make out session in the library stacks.

“So that’s why Nolan’s Batman ‘verse is better,” Stiles finishes with a smile. One that has Derek’s eyes flaring with a possessive heat as he pulls Stiles closer despite almost being in each other’s laps in front of the Hufflepuff common room’s fireplace. “But you didn’t understand a thing, did you? I could say anything right now. Like how ridiculously good looking you are. Or how I’m really worried about the second task. I mean, it was dragons the first time. And you nearly got eaten when you turned into a wolf. Like dude, what were you thinking? Oh my god, please tell me you have a better plan for the next task. I’ve gotten used to you groping me in the Great Hall and making out under the stars at the top of the astronomy tower. If anything happened to you-“

Derek pulls his tie hard making Stiles lose his train of thought as Derek’s lips draw his own into a heated kiss.

“I’ll be fine,” growls Derek when they break about for air and Stiles’ heart stutters at the smooth drawl of his accented voice.

“You speak English,” gapes Stiles, scandalized.

“Un ‘tit peu,” responds Derek with a heated gaze and pulls Stiles back into his embrace. Stiles pulls back after two, wait, four lecherous kisses that would scandalize anyone walking into the common room. “Wait, we have to talk about this-oh god, do that thing with your teeth,” Stiles groans as Derek scrapes his mouth down Stiles’ neck instead of answering. “Seriously, you aren’t getting off by distracting me,” Stiles says, his voice cracking as Derek loosens his tie to get better access.

“J’essaie de faire ça,” says Derek before working on giving Stiles the wettest hickie in all of Hogwarts: A History on his neck.

SOBBING TBH. JEN PLEASE WRITE ALL OF THIS. I WANT IT ALL. 5,000,000 WORDS OF THIS PLZ.

AHHhhhh perfect art & perfect fic! :’) SO CUTE!