Stiles is highly aware that his name makes him stand out more—only, it’s a type of attention that he would prefer to avoid at all costs. No teenager wants to have a nigh unpronounceable name. At least, no normal teenager. His mother died well before she could impart any sense of pride in the name to Stiles, and though it was an important namesake, he has no intention of going by anything except his nickname.
When Sasuke directs him to the government building, he thinks that his good deed for the day has been completed. No more wasting time or energy feeling vaguely guilty for nearly killing a kid. Glad that’s over. He should have known better. Staring at Sasuke’s retreating back in outraged betrayal, he starts doing some mental math. If he hadn’t hit the other boy…would Sasuke even have had time to do his errands without being late!? This seems like an abuse of Stiles’ impromptu delivery service…
“Oh my god, would it kill you to say please? I’m not a cabbie, dude.”
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Stiles is highly aware that his name makes him stand out more—only, it’s a type of attention that he would prefer to avoid at all costs. No teenager wants to have a nigh unpronounceable name. At least, no normal teenager. His mother died well before she could impart any sense of pride in the name to Stiles, and though it was an important namesake, he has no intention of going by anything except his nickname.
When Sasuke directs him to the government building, he thinks that his good deed for the day has been completed. No more wasting time or energy feeling vaguely guilty for nearly killing a kid. Glad that’s over. He should have known better. Staring at Sasuke’s retreating back in outraged betrayal, he starts doing some mental math. If he hadn’t hit the other boy…would Sasuke even have had time to do his errands without being late!? This seems like an abuse of Stiles’ impromptu delivery service…
“Oh my god, would it kill you to say please? I’m not a cabbie, dude.”