"Can I... can I kiss you?"
In which somewhere along the way between all the fighting and death, two boys found themselves falling in love.
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BoyXBoy
Based on season 2
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I winced in pain as I walked across my room shirtless, holding an ice packet against my body. There was a big bruise right in the middle of my chest from where I got punched. It's not like I've never been in a fight before, but this was from a grown man and he knew exactly how to hit.
As I stayed standing, I clicked a couple buttons on my laptop that sat on my desk. "Lycanthropy" I whispered to myself reading the article displayed on my screen. Somehow, despite being the most unbelievable thing I've heard, I didn't doubt that they were indeed real. So many things added up to this; from the body at the beginning of the year being found in two, from Lydia and Jackson being attacked by what she said was a mountain lion at the movie store, to the high school attack that I so conveniently backed out of hanging out with them at the last minute, and then finally to this wild attack on Lydia and the guys tormenting us looking for Scott McCall.
A knock on my bedroom door startled me.
"Leo, you have a visitor" Rylee's voice came slightly muffled form the other side of the door. Confusion swarmed my body. I knew it was at least one in the morning by now, so who would come visit me at this time of night?
I opened my bedroom door totally forgetting that I was just in my boxers and socks.
"Hi" Stiles waved awkwardly before his face turned red at the sight of me. My mouth fell agape slightly realizing my appearance but as I went to move quickly, pain shot through my body stopping me.
"Well alright then. I'm going to head to bed now. Just lock the front door on your way out" Rylee nodded, laying a friendly hand on Stiles arm before walking away. Before she completely disappeared from my line of sight, she turned around mouthing 'get his number for me'. I rolled my eyes.
"What're you doing here?" I finally asked.
Stiles rubbed the back of his neck like he suddenly became nervous. "I wanted to check up on you. That guy looked like he really did a number on you"
I swallowed thickly, the cold air hitting my bare legs. I've never had a problem walking around like this until I had someone I barely know in the same room as me.
"Um..." I trailed off. Shaking my head at my stupidity, I remembered that he was a guest in my house. "Do you want to come in?" I offered opening my door wider into my bedroom.
"Uh, sure" he shrugged casually. I let him enter my room, shutting the door just enough to leave it cracked open. When I looked back at him, he was observing my room until his eyes landed on my laptop.
"Werewolves?" He asked, his voice rising in a higher pitch than his normal. "You don't think they're real, do you?" He laughed even though it sounded forced.
"I can't tell if you think you're trying to convince me or yourself" I bluntly said to him. His eyes peered at me and I swear it felt like he could see right through my calm demeanor although I was completely freaking out on the inside because I was still basically nude in the room with him.
