Vamp

[stylin_stiles]

Whatever Stiles had built up in his head when he heard the words "gay bar", he wasn't sure that Jungle was it. Sure there was the bad dance music and the flashing lights that made his head spin a little, but weren't there supposed to be like guys in cages dancing or something? He was pretty sure he'd seen that on TV. Not that it mattered, not like he was here for himself or anything. Just coming to spend some quality time with his good friend and teammate Danny.

Danny who he almost never spoke to.

Danny who didn't technically know he was here...

So he'd overheard Danny mention a teen night at the club to Jackson and decided to sneak over...just to see. Research purposes only.

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[stylin_stiles]

Stiles shrugged, ducking his head a little to hide his tiny smirk. "Yeah...I mean I don't mind it."

[sourwolf_hale]

"Don't mine? Or enjoy," Derek asked, dropping his head so he could see that little smirk. Oh this one was too cute to just eat and leave.

[stylin_stiles]

"Don't mind, and mildly enjoy," he shrugged, cheeks turning slightly red. Because he continued to insist to himself that he was just having some curious thoughts about guys, that he was just questioning a little. Then again there was nothing to really question about the fluttering in his chest when the stranger smiled.

[sourwolf_hale]

"Mildly enjoy. Alright. So I guess asking to sit with you wouldn't be too much to ask," Derek asked, keeping the small smile on his lips.

[stylin_stiles]

He blinked a few times in shock, "I..uh...yes? I mean no! No as in no that wouldn't be too much to ask, not no like..just sit down," he sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. Why couldn't he just shut up??

[sourwolf_hale]

Derek couldn't help but chuckle this time before he took a pull from his glass. "I've got a table over there if you wanted to go sit down. We could talk. Unless your friends are nearby?"

[stylin_stiles]

He looked towards where Derek gestured, you could reserve tables here? How did somebody do that. "Sure, I guess. I mean I'm not that interesting, and I can't stay that late," he took another sip of his drink, mostly to get himself to stop talking.

[sourwolf_hale]

"You've got school tomorrow," Derek asked, leading him over to his table. Beer? Check. Table? Check. Backroom? Working on it.

[stylin_stiles]

Stiles weighed his options for a moment, debating on whether or not he should try lying. Didn't seem worth it in the end. "Yeah, math test," he blushed as he sat down at the private little table.

[sourwolf_hale]

"Well it's a good thing that you're just having beer then, huh," he teased, sitting down across from Stiles, where they could both get a good view of the dance floor. "Just... tell me I didn't hand a minor his first beer?"

[stylin_stiles]

"First?" he chuckled, "no, no not first. My dad used to let me sneak beers sometimes. You did totally hand a minor a beer, thankfully I'm already corrupted."

[sourwolf_hale]

"Oh I knew you were a minor already. Just glad I'm not the first to give you one," Derek said with a smile, watching Stiles and the dance floor at the same time.

[stylin_stiles]

He followed the man's line of sight and saw the dance floor. "Hey if you wanna dance no worries, I can hold your table or whatever."

[sourwolf_hale]

"Oh no. I don't have that much rhythm for this kind of dancing," Derek said. "But if you do I'd be happy to go out there with you."

[stylin_stiles]

"Uh...no," he shook his head a laughed. "No, me dancing is a very unfortunate thing to see and I'll spare you that."

[sourwolf_hale]

"Well that's good. Wouldn't want you to make a fool of yourself," Derek said. "I never got your name."

[stylin_stiles]

"Oh!" He pulled a hand out of his sweatshirt pocket and offered it to the older man. "Stiles."

[sourwolf_hale]

"Derek," he replied, taking Stiles' hand and shaking it firmly once before letting it go. "So can I ask you something?"

[stylin_stiles]

"Derek," he tried out the name with a smile, but looked a little unsure at Derek's question. "As long as it's not about my name, feel free."

[sourwolf_hale]

"Wasn't going to be. But now I'm intrigued," Derek said with a smile. "No. I was going to ask you when you think your friends were gonna get here? Or if you're just by yourself?"

[stylin_stiles]

"Oh...uh..." he say back in his seat, nervously playing with the label of his beer. I mean I do have friends here, in the sense that there are a few people here who know my name from school? But in any other sense yeah, I'm here by myself. I just wanted to see what it was like that's all."

[sourwolf_hale]

"So.. no. You aren't waiting for friend," Derek said, a small amused smile playing across his lips.

[stylin_stiles]

"I mean...if you wanna get technical about it," he huffed, running a hand through his hair. "Then no, I'm not waiting for anybody."

[sourwolf_hale]

"Well, technically I'm here by myself too. So... would you like to make an evening of it? I'll make sure to have you home by your curfew," he teased before taking a pull from his glass.

[stylin_stiles]

Stiles let out an awkward laugh, not wanting to share the fact that of course he had a curfew, his dad was the sheriff. "Yeah...yeah ok," he shrugged. "But I'm really just kinda here to observe, ya know?"