"Every girl deserves a boy that can make her forget her heart was ever broken."
[Teen Wolf] [Season 1 - 6] [Stiles Stilinski x OC]
STARTED: OCTOBER 2, 2021
FINISHED:
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C H A P T E R S I X T E E N ! Jack Daniel's
Mercy was lying in bed, asleep, when she heard shuffling. She jumped upward quickly, now on high alert, only to be met with Stiles.
"Stilinski!" She snapped. "What are you doing here?"
"Scott and I are gonna hang out." Stiles said, "Chill. He just wanted to know if you wanted to come."
"You couldn't have called? Or texted." Mercy sighed, standing up, as she walked towards her closet.
Stiles just shrugged. "So, yes or no?"
"Yes." Mercy sighed, grabbing a jacket.
"By the way, you should really lock your windows." Stiles says. "There are numerous creeps out at night."
"Yeah, I noticed." Mercy replied sarcastically, glaring at the boy in front of her. "But I'm not changing clothes."
Stiles took in her appearance. She was wearing plaid pajama pants, and a black tank top. "Alright let's go." Stiles said, walking towards her door.
"What are you doing?" Mercy said, yanking him back quickly. "Back out the window. I'm grounded."
***
Stiles was driving, with Scott in the passenger, and Mercy in the middle of the back seat. The ride was mostly silent until the werecoyote finally spoke up.
"My dad wants to have dinner with you guys."
Stiles coughed harshly, gripping the wheel, as Scott slapped his back a couple of times, before looking at Mercy.
"...What?" Scott asked, just as confused as his friend.
"Tomorrow night, maybe." Mercy said. "Dinner. He's making pasta."
"I thought you were grounded?" Stiles asked. "I am, but considering I almost died, he softened the blow. Plus, after his anger dies down... He was actually considerably proud that I made it to the school and only hit one curb."
"That still doesn't explain why he wants dinner. With us..." Scott said nervously.
Mercy shrugged. "Something about meeting the boys who are always putting his daughter in danger, or trouble..." Mercy trailed off, fiddling with her fingers.
"He's going to kill us." Stiles whispered to Scott, who nodded in agreement.
"Oh, he is not." Mercy shook her head, laughing at her friends' skepticism. "Well, actually he might."
