you make me ill - Stiles X Jackson - 18+ MPreg

2. Nurse Testicle Left

September 17th, 2014
5:25 PM
  Jackson woke up with a splitting headache. He rubbed his forehead as he heard the last voices he wanted to hear. "Stiles... please stop hating me. I don't want to feel guilty all weekend," Scott said, and Stiles still ignored him. "Come on, I will even let you hang out with Theo, just as long as you keep an eye on Jackson," Scott said, noticing Stiles flinched a little at Theo's name. "What? Did he hurt you?" Scott took a step forward and put a hand on Stiles' back. 

  This is where Jackson felt like he should stop eavesdropping... but they were in his house, and he was rooted to the couch. Stiles teared up as Scott hugged him but looked at him like he was about to kick some ass if he didn't talk immediately. He sat down his soup spoon and covered his face, trying to hide his crying from Scott. He hated crying in front of people.

  "Stiles... explain before I break my rule for killing people..."

  "He cheated on me... Okay? He cheated on me with Jessica," Stiles sniffled and hugged his arms around Scott's neck, letting himself be held and comforted by his best friend. Jessica was his cousin, the only living family on his mother's side. She always would steal his toys or friends when they were growing up, and now she was stealing boyfriends.

  Jackson didn't know if he was clueless or just not observant because he didn't think Stiles was gay... he certainly didn't see him and Theo together.

  "Buddy..." Scott hugged him tight, and Jackson expected him to give a good pep talk, "I got to get on the road," Scott said, kissing him on the forehead and jetting out the door as quickly as he came in.

  Jackson couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. Stiles was used to it. Scott had always been flakey and ran away from emotions. So it didn't phase him as much as it should have. Scott was a horrible friend, but Stiles didn't care because he was like family and didn't have much of that after his mother died.

  Stiles let himself cry until he realized that Jackson was breathing. Jackson didn't breathe when he was asleep. He sucked it all up and bottled up his emotions, trying to ignore that Jackson Whittemore was listening to him cry.

  The doorbell rang before Danny let himself into the house, seeing Stiles in the kitchen stirring the soup while Jackson was pretending he was asleep on the couch. 'Great... now a third person to see me cry,' he muttered.

  "Hey," Danny said, a little confused about why Stilinski was crying in the kitchen. He and Jackson hated each other. "What's wrong with him?"

  "I don't know. I think he has Moonberry Poisoning," Stiles said, and Derek raised his eyebrow, "If he shifted and ran through the forest, he probably ate some berries that are poisonous to shifters," Stiles said, and Jackson widened his eyes. Does Danny know about the supernatural?

  "That doesn't sound like Jackson..."

  "He isn't the same when he is shifted. He hasn't embraced his wolf or kanima, so he disassociates, which is why he isn't healing," Stiles explained, and Danny nodded.

  "Why are you crying?"

  "I am not. I just got done chopping onions," He muttered.