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evilheroes asked:

Hey! I want to say that you are amazing and your Sterek ficlets have become an addiction of mine!!!! But in two days i am leaving for vacation and won't have internet for the whole of august... Could you write a ficlet to take the pain away? If you want it could be a college or coffe shop au? Or anything else you want!!!

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[A WHOLE MONTH WITHOUT INTERNET???  I WILL WRITE YOU A THING, FRIEND. HAVE A FLUFFY COLLEGE AU.]

Stiles still can’t believe he and Scott didn’t get approved to be roommates; at least they live on the same floor. It’s not the same, and five minutes to walk is such a hardship, but Stiles makes do. At least the way Stiles’ room is around the corner and closer to the entrance means he can play lookout for Scott.

"Are you checking?" Scott says over the phone, voice starting to panic.

"I just got out of the shower, dude, I’ll check right now, okay, I got you," Stiles says, grabbing a towel, slinging it haphazardly around his waist and padding barefoot to his door. He steps out into the hallway, looking up and down, and sure enough Allison Argent’s brown curls are bouncing at the end of the hall. "She just made the corner, going to be passing you in a minute!"

"Ahh! Okay, okay, wish me luck!" Scott says.

"You got this, bro," Stiles says, and Scott laughs excitedly and he hangs up. He steps further into the hallway, listening for Scott’s voice— and yup, that’s his nervous laugh. Allison seems to be laughing too. Everything sounds good. 

Stiles turns around, shaking his head slightly; he hadn’t had time to properly towel off and his hair is still dripping, water sluicing onto his shoulders. 

Oh, no. 

The door is shut. 

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