My eyes flitter open from the light coming through the blinds, quickly noticing that I'm not where I fell asleep. I jolted awake in the bed, claws fully extended, on my toes in a second, heart rate increasing.
It takes me a minute to realize what actually happened. I'm in Stiles' room, he brought me up here last night after I fell asleep. He's in his bathroom. How could I be so stupid? How could I let myself think I was back there again?
Stiles walks out of the bathroom, no shirt on, with his hair wet and sticking out in all sorts of ways.
"Are you alright?" He asks noticing my alertness and quick breaths.
"I- yeah, I'm alright now. It was just a bad dream I guess." I say trying by best to reassure him.
Fuck it, here goes everything
"Actually Stiles, I have something to tell you." I say taking a deep breath
"Yeah, what's up?" He says sliding a shirt with blue and orange stripes of color on it, on.
"Uhm. So, do you remember yesterday when I "how am I going to tell him" when we were at the station?" I say pausing, a skeptical look falling on to his face.
"Yes, what about it?" He says body full facing me now.
"Well, it's not nothing and now is later so uhm here it goes." I say taking a breath and closing my eyes.
When I open them a moment later they blaze with fury, crimson eyes the blood red of an alpha.
"Holy shit!" Stiles voices loudly, taking a small almost unnoticeable step back, my eyes revert to their natural y/e/c hue.
Fuck
"You're mad at me aren't you?" I say slowly starting to pace, twiddling my fingers, I can here Stiles speaking my thoughts racing to face to truly care.
I feel strong hands grab my shoulders and a second later I feel soft lips connect to mine. I stop in my tracks, everything freezing.
I look to Stiles, he has one hand in his sweatpants pocket and the other scratching the back of his neck.
"First of all, that's fucking awesome, and second of all, I could never be mad at you wolfie, ever. Besides, I'm certain you had your reasons and even if you don't that's not the point. My only question is why didn't you tell me earlier?" He says slowly his soothing voice calming my and my nerves.
"I thought you'd be mad at me, because I, you know, had to kill someone to get this" I say tears pricking my eyes, curse these stupid heightened alpha werewolf emotions.
"I told you already that the hunters who took me tortured me, but I never told you they used an alpha. I think they did it that way so I couldn't heal as fast. Anyway, the day that they forgot my pill before the ritualistic early hours of my day I used my claws to rip out the throat of the alpha inevitably killing him, but I did it only for my safety I swear!" I speak defensively
"Listen, I love you, Y/n. No matter your eye color or your kill count. I love you. It doesn't matter to me what you do because I'll always love you, and I sympathize truly because I know that in a situation you were faced with I'd kill somebody too, it was your only way out and I understand that." He says pulling my into a tight, reassuring hug.
"I love you too, Stiles" I say pulling him even closer, practically trying to crawl into his skin, to feel the warmth of him and feel the love he can so easily portray.
"I just want to make sure, you know I'm not mad right? You know that I don't see you differently, right? Because it's very important to me that you know this." He says looking into my eyes. I stare back into his and reply with a simply
"Right." Before landing a gentle but affectionate kiss on his lips and smiling as I pull away.
"Can I see them again?" He asks he eyes show his obvious curiosity.
I snicker to myself, focusing and shifting my eye color to my more primal eye color. His mouth drops open as he draws out a long "awesome".
"So, do these new eyes come with any new abilities?"
"Well, the basics, I can make werewolves, I'm stronger with a pack, I'm stronger, faster, etcetera than most werewolves. But other than heightened emotions and senses nothing I didn't expect." I reply to him moving us over to his bed.
"Does anyone else know besides me?" He asks.
"No. You're so far the only person that knows, granted I haven't really had that much time to tell people" I state.
"That's awesome, I mean not awesome that you can't tell anyone but awesome that you chose to tell me first." He says, quickly trying to clarify what he was saying.
"Yes, it is quite awesome." I say pausing
"So, what should we do today?" I ask him.
"I'm not sure. We could hangout with Scott, so you can get better acquainted with Kira. He's always around her. I think he really, really likes her." He says adding emphasis to the last part of his statement.
"Alright then, that sounds like a plan. But you might want to shower again." I say to him.
"What? Why? I just showered!" He groans.
"Because you reek of lust and desperation Stiles, that's why and I'm certain that Scott will be able to smell it too. I'll join you if you want." I say. He blushes, discreetly trying to sniff his shirt. I roll my eyes with a smirk.
"Uhm, I'll just shower by myself. Thanks for the offer though." He says in a weird tone.
That's weird, and so unlike him, he'd practically jump at any opportunity to see me naked, granted he's only actually seen me naked once. Had I offended him? It's not like he smelled bad, ugh something's just off with him recently its probably nothing.
Foreshadowing lol: It in fact is not thing 😭... anyway for my PJO fans, I wanted to bring up for my folks who missed it, in season 1 the Percy Jackson books are seen in Stiles' room, meaning he canonically reads Percy Jackson and that entire fandom is canon in Teen Wolf. Quick lil head canon because I can, he has ADHD, we know this, but his hyperfixation is Greek mythology. Anyway I love you all I hope you liked the chapter and PLEASE I BEG SHARE MY BOOKS ITS ONLY AT 33 READS AND ITS MOSTLY ME 😭, any who have a good rest of your whatever and remember
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