Chapter 7: Stillinski ✔

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~Some time later: at the cabin~

"We're here" I spoke up, stiles arm still rested on my shoulder, dry blood staining his pale, bruised face. 

The pack wandered in and instantly stumbled upstairs to sleep.

 I helped stiles carefully walk upstairs and led him to the master bedroom before continuing into the bathroom that was connected to it.

 "what are we doing?" Stiles asked curiously. 

I patted at the counter and he stared at me in confusion, his left eyebrow slightly raised at me. 

"Sit you idiot" I laughed slightly as he did as I requested.

 Seconds later, I wandered over to a tall cupboard in the corner of the room and opened one of the doors, pulling out a small rag; walking to the sink and rinsing it under some warm water. 

Stiles watched me while slightly swinging his feet that dangled just above the ground. 

I walked over to him and placed the rag on his face, "stay still" I whispered to not startle him. 

His hand rested on my free one as I focused on carefully removing the blood from his face. 

"What are you staring at stillinski" I smiled causing stiles to smirk.

 I felt stiles' hand slowly slide towards my waist and away from the counter.

 I put the rag down as there was no blood left on his face and looked at his hand then back up to his face, his eyes still looking directly into mine and a smirk still evident.

 "Feeling flirty are we Stillinski?" I joked looking up at stiles, only to realise he was serious, "wait you're not joking?" 

Stiles tilted his head slightly still looking at me as he moved his other hand away from the side of him and placed it on the other side of my waist, "I'm serious yn. I'm serious about us. About you. I know we're best friends but god yn I like you, whatever you are." 

I slightly laughed at stiles' snide remark and smiled, "stillinski what are you trying to do?" 

Stiles looked at me before stepping down from the counter and taking a few small steps towards me until our faces were a mere few millimetres apart. 

"Stiles." I leant back slightly and placed my hand on his cheek, "not after today, wait until the circumstances are better. okay?"

 I smiled at him and he nodded, slightly leaning his head forward and placing it on mine as he looked down at me.

 After a moment, he carefully wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a warm hug before whispering, "c'mon you need some sleep" and grabbing my hand, leading me out of the bathroom and towards the bed.

 I walked over to the right side of the bed and lay down, grabbing a blanket and pulling it over me.

 After a second, stiles lay beside me and pulled some of the blanket over him and opened his arms wide.

 I smiled to myself and shuffled towards him, leaning into his chest as he draped his arm over me and rested his chin on my head while his free hand messed around with my hair.

 After a moment of silence, I whispered quietly to stiles, "this is crazy. You're lay here with a tribid, you know that?" 

Stiles chuckled slightly, "I think that's pretty cool, I should put it in my record of achievements or whatever" he spoke, "now go to sleep yn."

 I nodded slightly before burrying my head into stiles' warm chest and letting my eyes close slowly to the sound of his heartbeat.

 Peace. Comfort. Warmth.

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