Always You (Stiles × Reader)

Stiles's POV

I put my jacket on and headed out the door to my jeep. My heart was beating. Tonight, I was going to tell (Y/N) that I liked her. Hopefully, she reciprocated those feeling. I drove to Lydia's house, not paying attention to anything but the road and my feelings for the girl I met almost a month ago. When I got to her house, I knocked on the door. Part of me wanted (Y/N) to answer. Instead, Much to my surprise, Allison was the one to open the door. "Hey, Allison, do you know where Lydia is?" I asked her, holding up the gift bag containing a new perfume that I thought smelt good.

The girl lead me in and pointed upstairs. "They're in her bedroom. I would knock though. They might be getting changed."
"They?" I asked, thinking who else would be with Lydia.
Allison smiled as if she knew something I didn't. "(Y/N)"
I grinned "It's that obvious isn't it."
She nodded. "Go get her."

I jogged upstairs and knocked on Lydia's bedroom door. "Who is it?" A voice from inside called.
"Stiles." I answered.
There were giggles and a couple of loud bangs from inside then the door opened. Standing in the door frame was  (Y/N). She looked even more beautiful than usual. She had a jumpsuit on and a leather jacket over the top and had discrete but noticable make up on which matched her jacket.

"Hey." I breathed.
She smiled her cute grin. "Hey Stiles."
Lydia's head peeked over (Y/N)'s shoulder. "Hi." She said.
"Oh, hi Lydia. Happy Birthday!"
"Thanks!" She replied inspecting the gift bag I had handed to her. "I'll open this when the party's in full swing." She ushered (Y/N) out the door. I caught a whisper of "go have fun" from Lydia as she closed the door.
"You wanna head outside?" (Y/N) asked.
I looked into her beautiful (Y/E/C) eyes. "Sure."

She gripped her hand in mine and lead me down the stairs and into the vast expanse of Lydia's back yard. It was only 7 PM so there were only a couple of people milling around the place. I spotted Malia and Kira making out passionately by the pool. Very discrete I thought. I realised that we were still holding hands. (Y/N)'s hand was warm; it seemed to fit perfectly in mine. I decided now was the time to tell her how I felt.

"Hey, um, (Y/N). Can I talk to you for a moment?" I asked, trying to keep the nerves from affecting my voice.
"Yeah, sure." She replied.
I lead her to the corner of the garden and started taking. "So, um, (Y/N), I.. I like you. Lots and I understand if you don't feel the same way but I just thought that you deserved to kno-" I was cut off from my stream of noise by her lips on mine. All the thoughts swirling around in my head stopped and relaxed as I closed my eyes and started kissing back. Her lips were warm and soft. She raised herself onto her toes and wrapped her arms around my neck as my arms travelled down to her waist and curled around her, pulling her closer. I could feel her smile against my mouth.

After a couple of minutes like that, (Y/N) pulled away, needing air. I looked at her seeing a large smile plastered over her face and her eyes still closed. She breathed out in an almost inaudible whisper. "I did that." It sounded relived. Slowly she blinked her eyes open. Our faces were still only inches apart.
"Yeah, you did that." I replied and we leaned in to connect our lips another time.
I heard an excited squeal coming from the house that sounded like Lydia's. "Malia, stop snogging your girlfriend. You owe me 10 bucks!" (Y/N) chuckled and pulled her tighter against me.