Stiles should have realized, not everything can stay a secret.
When Stiles was younger, he believed in Santa, The tooth fairy, Jack frost, and of course the Easter bunny; The only one in his town that did, which made him try hard to stop believing, but then Jack frost came flying through his window, and he was never able to stop believing after that.
"Stiles! wake up!" Jack pleads, as he hovers over Stiles's lifeless body, "Please, Sti". When stiles doesn't wake up or budge, Jack flees, having lost the one he loved.
Stiles awakens, gasping a large breath from the air around him, as the moon shines from above, a welcome to the newest guardian.
'Welcome Mieczyslaw, Guardian of the supernatural'
Stiles laughs as he watches the exchange between Scott, and Derek; the two bickering to the point where everyone was watching as a form of amusement. His magic tingling at his back alerting him of another set of eyes on him, he slyly turns to meet Peters eyes, taunting him as to say he knows something. Stiles turns away giving the bickering alphas his attention, peters eyes never leaving.
"So Sti" Liam prompts making stiles freeze, memories of a white headed boy flashing in his head causing Stiles to stagger back.
"Woah are you okay dude?" Scott asks as he goes to steady the brunet, only for the mole covered boy to turn tail and run.
"Well lets follow" Scott orders only for Peters arm to snap in front of them,
"you'll be doing none of the sort, leave him alone" Peter drawls before dramatically walking away his trench coat swaying behind him making the two young wolves to stare in complete disbelief.
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'Frost Frost Frost Frost' Stiles mutters to himself as he tears through the stack of papers on his desk, notes of his dreams flying around him as he searches, only to find the paper with the dream to be gone.
"Sti" A voice cuts through the muttering making Stiles jump, not recognizing the voice stiles tenses as he turns around to be greeted by the same guy from his memories.
"who- who are you" Stiles hesitates as the silence between the two only grows longer.
"Im Jack, We used to be close" The boy says matter of factly, leaving no room for argument.
"Frost" Stiles repeats staring at the boy, his confusion growing longer.
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Stiles wakes up in a white room, the lights glaring into his transitioning eyes; He blearily looks at his arm, a white band laying around his wrist daunting him.
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When Stiles was younger, he believed in Santa, The tooth fairy, Jack frost, and of course the Easter bunny; He was the only one who did, but the nights dreaming of the fairytales that only existed in his mind he falls asleep, after all it was only a dream.
