~No One's POV~
"You know who else is a virgin? Me. I'm a virgin."
A blonde boy heard someone say from behind him as he was changing in the locker room along with his classmates after P.E class with the coach. The blonde, known as the most popular guy in the entire school because of his looks and how kind he was to everyone, silently chuckled as he recognised the voice immediately as the one belonging to Stiles Stilinski. The boy had been crushing on Stiles since they were kids but never acted on his feeling since he was too scared of rejection and he knew how much Stiles loved Lydia.
"And you know what that means? It means that my lack of sexual experience is now literally a threat to life, okay?" He said, not caring one bit that people could very clearly hear everything he was saying. "I need to have sex, like right now. Someone needs to have sex with me, like today. Someone needs to sex me right now." He exclaimed, slamming his locker shut and the blonde couldn't help but snort quite loudly, catching Stiles and his best friend scott's attention. Stiles immediately looked embarrassed but was snapped out of it when Danny spoke from behind him.
"Alright, I'll do it" The boy said with an amused smile and the blonde boy's smile faded.
"What?" Stiles replied in surprise and confusion, not sure he was hearing correctly.
"Come to my place at 9" He informed, leaning his shoulder on his locker as he talked. "Plan to stay the night, I like to cuddle"
"That was so sweet, are you kidding?" Stiles said, looking flattered and the blonde haired boy looked down sadly.
"Yes, I'm kidding" Danny said as if it was obvious.
"Okay, you don't toy with a guy's emotions like that Danny, it's not attractive, alright?" Stiles said as he watched the boy leave the room without another look in his direction.
"I'll see you later, Newt" Danny said as he walked passed him and the blonde threw a small smile in his direction before closing his locker and leaving the room as well to go to class.
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A few hours had passed and it was already night time in Beacon Hills. Newt was sitting in his car, parked in front of Stiles' house as he poundered what to do. Taking a deep breath, he opened his car door and hurriedly got out of the vehicule before walking up to the front door of the house and knocking on the door before he could even think about backing out.
"Newt?" Stiles exclaimed in shock when he opened the door and saw who was standing on his doorstep.
"Hi" The blonde replied, not too sure what he was supposed to say. Stiles couldn't believe that Newt of all people was standing there in front of him. The boy was extremely popular while Stiles clearly wasn't so why on earth would the gorgeous boy be here?
"Uh, why are you here?" Stiles asked before realising how rude he must have sounded and blushed a bright red. "Not that I don't want you here, I do, I mean did you need anything? As in, can I help you with anything? I'll be glad to he-"
"I heard your conversation in the locker room earlier today" Newt interrupted Stiles.
"Oh" He replied, understanding what he was talking about and scratching the back of his head. Stiles was about to say something but Newt leaned up and kissed Stiles quickly, putting his hands on the boy's shoulders.
"I can help you with your problem" The blonde said as soon as he pulled away, looking up at the frozen Stiles who had wide eyes and an opened mouth in shock. "If you want to, of course, I'm not forcing you into anything you don't. I mean, it's just-"
