Lovers or Enemies? (Stiles + Scott) (a TW + X-men + CM fic)

Lovers or Enemies

Notes: Should I be writing something else I promised a reader? Yes. Am I currently working 7 days a week? Also yes, but here I am.... Hahaha if only it was that simple I started this fic in May... wrote most of it at the end of June aka the first note... just finished it... oh and I'm working and back to school so I'm slow at writing? But just fanfic? Idk hope you enjoy

Story:

Scott's whole scent bloomed with happiness when he came through the door of the pack house and a smile marked the joy which had overcome the boy even more so. Still, it took a few minutes for any of the pack to ask the normally happy boy why he was so incredibly joyful on a random Sunday morning.

Erica looked up after the scent had hit her nose and almost had to scrunch her nose to bare the scent. It was overpowering still after baring her teeth at the wolf who sheepishly toned down his scent she asked, "What's got you so happy?"

Everyone around the house paused slightly as they had all felt the overjoy of their pack mate although most were grouped in the living room where Scott had made his way into. Scott grinned wider if possible and answered with so much excitement in his voice, "Stiles is coming for a visit!"

Lydia from her place on the loveseat beside Erica raised an eyebrow, "Stiles?"

Scott nodded still grinning ear to ear, "You know from middle school?"

Jackson lifted his head from Lydia's stomach, "Who?"

Scott shook his head fondly, "There was this kid that came to Beacon for like a year in middle school and we became best friends anyway after he moved away, we kept in contact, and he asked if he could come visit so of course I said yes!"

Surprisingly it was Isaac, Scott's self-proclaimed best friend, who stood with his arms crossed. "So, some stranger who you haven't seen since you were like 12 is coming to visit you and you no questions asked said yes?"

"Of course," Scott smiled then almost dismissively continued, "It's Stiles, or well Mischief, but he said I could still call him Stiles so." Scott shrugged like there was nothing concerning in his statement. "Besides he isn't a stranger and I have seen him since I was 12."

There were so many problems with what Scott had just said but Lydia did what she did best; prioritize, Lydia took a deep breath, "Where is he going to stay?" Her eyes locked sharply on her friend.

Scott shrugged, "I said he could stay with me." His scent was still filled with a happiness that Lydia almost felt bad for having to break.

All the pack members scrunched their faces knowing that Scott often stayed at the pack house. Lydia taking another deep breath, "So you and a random friend of yours are going to stay in the pack house? Because I hate to tell you, but Derek might have a problem with that."

Scott frowned and the happiness dripped slightly from his scent, "I didn't think about that, but Stiles will be here soon, and we can see how it goes before making any final decisions."

Erica asked carefully, "What do you mean soon?"

Scott flushed, "Well I have been trying to keep it a secret as a surprise because I figured you all would remember him, so he'll be here in like an hour?" Scott's hand went to the back of his head as he bashfully rubbed the back of his head.

All the other supernatural's sighed and Isaac shook his head and just mumbled, "Scott."

Scott remembered the first time he had met Stiles, they had been in the comic bookstore that had long since shut down, but when they were 12 and 13 had been striving. Scott had been deciding between the new Superman and the new Batman when a buzz-headed kid about his age had popped up beside him with a toothy grin, "You should get Batman because Superman sucks."