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''Drop everything now, Meet me in the pouring rain, Kiss me on the sidewalk, Take away the pain, 'cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile, Get me with those green eyes, baby, as the lights go down, Give me something that'll haunt me when you're not around, 'cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile''
His smile.
It was his smile which had the sparks flying through his body at a million miles per hour, he stood, eleven people to the right and only two rows from the stage front, he knew that he was just another face, another nameless person in a crowd of thousands, he didn't mean anything to the man stood on the stage currently, the lights faded down to near darkness around them, only to be broken every other second by a flash of a camera in the sea of fans.
He stood there with a smile, cute bunny teeth on show between parted lips as fingers danced around with the piece in his left ear, the other holding the microphone down by his hip which moved with aborted little sways as the music was counted down around. The notes of the song starting, just waiting for his voice to join at the right cue.
Green eyes flashed with laughter and joy as he turned to face the people on the stage, men moving around, dancing in tights and tunics from the Shakespearean era. He turned and took roughly four and a half steps towards the girl playing on a bass guitar, his hands coming up to mimic her's which had her in laughter and shaking her head as she kicked her foot out, catching him in the shin as he jumped back and raised his microphone, the end of his laugh being picked up and sending shouts and cheers through the air of the crowd as he started to sing.
Beside him, his best girlfriend was jumping, her once tear stained face now crease of hurt, instead joy was there from the last minute idea he had, he knew that the singer was performing tonight, knew that she loved him, he liked him too from the times they had listened together but never took the time to investigate the man further.
Now he wishes he had.
He didn't believe in love at first sight, no that was stupid, love didn't exist at first sight. The idea of love was there of course but it wasn't love, it was mere lust. The want of those large hands touching him, sliding under the shirt he wore under plaid, not for fashion or to look good, but for the added layer, for the warmth he knew would be needed in the open aired arena.
Derek Hale, singer of Morphine.
He was beautiful in every way in which Stiles could think, sharp lines of cheek bones and a jaw covered in a shadow of stubble, short enough to look sexy and just long enough to feel heavenly...well that's what Stiles thought it might of felt like.
To say that he wasn't captivated by the man would to be a lie, his eyes followed every move the man made, like a infant would when they find color and movement brand new, their eyes following in fear of missing something as they learn and Stiles was learning, he was learning the way Derek would shimmer under the lights, muscles shifting under clothing as Lydia danced beside him.
Stiles was aware that she was saying something to him, but her words wasn't appearing in his mind as he turned to look at her before his eyes was lifting to the sky as a single drop of rain hit against his cheek, the feeling of coldness a contrast against the warmth he felt before another drop joined, followed by another and another.
With a sudden bust of his own movement, Stiles had pulled the plaid over-shirt off his shoulders and down his lean arms before he was moving it around Lydia's smaller ones, it wasn't much to shield her from the weather but it would keep her just a tiny bit warmer.
''Stiles'' She warned as he smiled and shook his head, long fingers buttoning up the shirt before he was lifting his eyes again and taking in the beauty she was, once upon a time he had been in love with her, thought of Lydia as a queen and was ready to bow down to her every want and need, high school was a distant memory as he smiled, his lips curling up in friendship, love and care.
''A queen deserves to be looked after'' Stiles found himself telling her, a bust of warmth filling her cheeks as she smiled and reached out, thinner fingers curling and squeezing around his before she was dropping them again.
''Thank you'' Two words were spoken before she was turning back, leaving Stiles standing there watching her with a smile as rain fell down around them, he knew that his love had only been one way and that he had never stood a chance with Lydia, she was fierce all on her own, stronger than most even in her weaker moments, but she was still Lydia, the same girl he fell in love with back in high school, the same girl who had become his friend after events which never should of happened he thought, but she was still the same girl who, after everything and everyone around them in their circle of friends, came to him for the comfort she needed, Stiles was the person she came too, tears running dark smudges down her cheeks, Stiles who answered the door in silence and just held her, Stiles who made her comfortable in his own bed, laying there and comforting before she drifted to sleep.
Stiles who had snuck out of his own bed, who had sat at his desk and searched for three hours straight for tickets to a sold out show.