Teen Wolf Stiles Stilinski x reader

Promise?

(I think it's time I write some fluff, I have put them thru so much...)

Brooklyn waits for Scott to come home so she can apologise for yelling at him. He was the one who told Stiles about the incident after all. Her phone rings and she picks up, "hey, Step-dad," she doesn't find herself ready to call him 'dad' after what happened to her own, she also doesn't feel comfortable with calling him by his name.

"Hey, Brooky. Your mom didn't answer, I suppose she's working, and Scott isn't either which I can't say I'm surprised. But hey, I can always count on you huh? I just wanted to make sure you guys are doing well, I'm going to be at least another week," Scott's father is on a business trip and isn't aware of her situation with the supernatural yet.

She tells him they are alright and that she will let her mother know to call back.

"Alright, kiddo-"

"Wait! Before you hang up, I just want you to know that I'm proud of you for trying to be a good dad to me. I love you."

"I love you too kid, I'm honoured to be your father figure."

She passes time by completing her homework and watching her favourite films to get her mind distracted until the sun sets. She hears a rustling sound coming from her window and the blinds move around. She rushes to the door, thoughts flooding her mind as to what she may see climbing through her window. She glances back to the window only to see,

"Stiles."

She grins and he gives her a wave as he struggles to get his whole body through, before falling onto the floor. Typical Stiles, she thinks. He hasn't changed at all.

"I couldn't sleep. Well, I don't want to sleep alone... well, I want to sleep with you," he admits.

Stiles and Brooklyn have fallen asleep in the same bed many times in their lives, but something about this time just feels different. "You're too cute," she shuts the window, "I actually have some stuff I want to speak to you about. I mean, this might be our last chance to act like everything's normal again before the fight tomorrow. We either win and go back to the way it was, or lose and the chaos will never end. "

"I don't want anyone else to die... but a part of me knows that this battle isn't going to be our last. After tomorrow, everything changes. Everything. And it's going to haunt you forever. I need to know that if something happens to me, it won't let that affect anything."

"No, don't do that. Don't say that, Stiles." She reads his eyes and knows he is hiding something from her, "What are you not telling me?" She whispers.

"Come on, do it for Stiles. You promise?"

She doesn't answer him.

"Hey, look at me," he hold her face, remembering why he came here. "Can I see your scar?"

"What?"

"When Scott had to hurt you-"

"Oh, right. It's the same place I had gotten shot by Gerard, remember?"

He's shocked, "Woah, you're tough aren't you?"

"I don't know how I'm not dead, why am I always the survivor?" She sits back on the bed and he copies her.

"It's, not your fault, you can't blame yourself for their deaths, B. You deserve to be alive, why do you think you should die?"

"Are you saying that Kira, Liam, and my dad- your mother, don't deserve to live?" She stands up and his eyes widen, "Shit, no I- that came out wrong," he sighs, "I'm sorry."

"We have to avenge their deaths. It's Matthew and Theo's fault for what happened to Liam. Void killed Kira and god knows who else he killed... the Argents will pay."

"Kate and Gerard? I get they hurt you and they hunt our friends, but they haven't killed anyone- have they?"

"That's where you're wrong. They are the reason we had to do the surrogate sacrifices, causing us to summon the Nogitsune. They were the ones who kidnapped our parents, they are responsible for us freeing the Nogitsune from the Nemeton."

"Ok... yeah you're right. But make sure you don't do anything stupid by trying to stop them by yourself. We will figure it out as a pack."

"You got a deal, Stilinski." She gives him a grin and he looks to her desk to find her notebook so he grabs it,

"Algebra? You did this all by yourself?

She chuckles and hits him, "Oh give me a break, I'm not that bad." She pushes him onto his back and gets on top of him,

"Mm-hm, sure." He positions himself up on his elbows.

"Ok, I might have used the notes you left me. Thank you for those by the way. Apart from all the supernatural distractions, I'm actually getting myself to focus and I'm doing better."

"Good girl." He gets on top of her and she hears a car outside,

"Wait, if that's Scott, he's gonna freak out!"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"I don't care."

She chuckles, "Hey, you are literally perfect. I mean, is there anything you aren't good at? You're smart, charming, and you can fight monsters?"

"Just charming?"

She scoffs, "No, Stiles. You're hot."

"You're not too bad yourself, Mccall. Besides maths, you're the whole package... you're also flaming ho-"

The door flies open, "Oh thank god, you're here! Why are you home alone at a time like this,  are you crazy?" Scott exclaims, scaring them both and Stiles falls off of the bed, 

"Ow."

"Scott, what the fuck!" Brooklyn shouts.

"Shit, I'm sorry B... wait a minute, you and Stiles ?! That's crazy, I always saw you guys as just friends, unlike Isaac and Liam. They said it was bound to happen and we even bet on it."

"I don't even know what I can say to make this any less awkward," Stiles admits.

"Actually now that I see it, Stiles with my little sister, it makes sense. But damn, I didn't know you had it in you."

"Had what?"

"You know, like being a lover boy... I can't picture you being romantic."

"Anyways!" Brooklyn shouts, interrupting him because it doesn't look like he will shut up any time soon, "Change of subject. I see you, Scott also hasn't changed since you moved in."

Stiles sighs of relief once Scott stops talking, "How?"

"His stupid bad habit of not knocking!" She snaps.

"Is that meant to be good or bad?" Scott asks. She mimics him, wanting to punch his stupid smirk off of his stupid face. He shrugs it off, "Not to darken the mood but-"

"You already have."

"Well, Stiles, even if you did kill yourself, the Nogitsune would still be alive, only he would have taken a different host."

Stiles nods, putting his hands in his pockets. "Ok, bye," she pushes him out of the door and sighs, locking the door behind her.

They sit on the bed again and she lifts the bottom of her shirt to reveal her scar, "Every time I look at it it gets even more ugly. I'm stuck with this."

"I think it looks badass."  He leans down and kisses it, she smiles at him.

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They end up falling asleep.