The Elemental Stiles Stilinski x reader

Chapter 18 -Hunting-

It was later at night. I was spending the night at Stiles and was laying down curled up next to him.

"I didn't want to say anything at school but I think I sleep easier with you here," Stiles said while staring up at the ceiling. Smiling into his neck I kissed him for a moment.

"I'm thinking of another way you can sleep easy." Stiles chuckled turning his head to kiss me when the door of his bedroom swung open.

"Oh sorry," Scott said as if catching us naked in bed.

"What's going on?" I breathed out used to the spontaneous adventures by now.

"We're going out to find a body. A dead body." I frowned at Scott turning to look at stiles.

"Seriously what happens when I leave the two of you for a few hours. And the dead part was implied with the sneaking around and opening statement." Sighing while grabbing my shoes I pushed them on.

"I was wondering if your soul is a replica of Stiles does that mean your personality changes?" Scott questioned and I flicked the hair away from my face.

"A little why?"

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Scott, Stiles and myself were walking around in the forest. One of my favourite places to be. My arm was looped around Stiles as we walked. He told me to stay by him since the last time we were in a forest together I kinda wandered off.

"You know if my dad is right. That means there's another werewolf in town we haven't met yet." Stiles spoke up as we walked through the leaf-covered ground. I glanced around at thick layer of fog covering the forest.

"I know," Scott said back.

"And if it turns out to be something like triplets that form into like a three-headed hound from hell I'm seriously not up for that."

"I'll name him fluffy." Stiles did a little giggle smiling at me.

"God I love you." He quickly kissed my lips as Scott just stared at us. "You know from the first harry potter. The three-headed dog?" Scott was blank-faced before looking back down to his phone.

"Uneducated." We both shook our heads. Coming up to a small ditch there was a howl making Stiles and myself jump. Stiles hit Scott and his phone toppled down hitting a puddle.

"Sorry, bud. Hey (y/n) could you." I went to lift it in the air but Scott was already sliding down.

"Hopefully you can get the water out," Scott spoke and I dropped my hand.

"Even if I get the water out the phone can still die. I'm not a witch." following Scott down smoothly Stiles came in after me sliding up next to me. "Smooth Stalinski.." Giggling at him as Stile fixed his jumper I looked at Scott's phone. Removing the water from the phone Scott tapped my shoulder.

"Still works."

"Let me see that flashlight." Scott and I looked up as Stiles moved the flashlight around to a crash site. "I think we found it." I was surprised they didn't move the car not long after the crash.

"And they didn't move it because?" I breathed staring at the car as Stiles moved ahead of us.

"Probably too much of a pain in the ass to move out."

"I'm sure the father would also feel this whole situation to be a pain in the ass." Stiles turned back at me for a moment frowning.

"This is no time for sarcastic comments. That's my job."

"Shared soul remember," Scott spoke while heading in closer. There was long scratch marks along the side of the car and for some reason the air got thinner as the sight of it.

"Animal claws would be closer together, right. A lot closer." our voices got quieter as Scott brushed his hand along the metal.

"Then it was a werewolf."

"So my dad was right." Stiles bent down and I followed along with Scott to look into the old car. The flashlight shone its way through the inside.

"What's that.." Stiles went back to the flipped over back seat and reached out his hand grabbing the old doll.

"Man now I'm going to have nightmares," I whispered out while standing back up.

"What you scared of..."

"I'm hungry." the three of us jumped back with a small scream as the doll suddenly spoke.

"I think I might of just had a minor heart attack," Stiles said now on the floor.

"Now who's scared of the creepy-ass doll that for some reason isn't burnt down with the rest of the car." I stopped talking when there was a low growl off in the distance. Stiles stood standing close to me.

"Uh, guys please tell me you see that." We turned looking at a pair of blue eyes, gulping lightly Stiles slid his hand down my arm to hold mine.

"I see it." He breathed out before Scott went to follow.

"Hey, Scott! Wait, Scott!" Stiles called out before letting out a defeated sigh. "You know he does that more than you think." He breathed and I crossed my arms.

"Almost every day I'd guess." Letting out a long breath Stiles rubbing the back of his neck. "Wanna go make out in the car until he gets back?" Stiles looked around not seeing Scott insight before nodding his head.

"Yeah."