After the Storm [Steo]

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"Theo?"

"Hm?" Theo hummed quietly to let the other teen know he was listening.

"What color are your eyes?"

Theo turned his head to look at Stiles, to look at his mate. He was hoping, for once, to be able to read what was going on in the beautiful mind belonging to the man he was in love with. One day he would be able to just know. For now..."What color do you think they are?" He quirked a curious brow, a much softer form of what was once his once sharp armor. Only Stiles got to see it, got to see Theo vulnerable and unapologetically himself.

Stiles turned his head to the side to look at the coyote. "I don't know. I mean they look sort of silvery when the sun hits them just right and at night they make me think of iron and steel, especially under the light of Selene, but.." he trailed off, chewing his lip.

"But what?" Theo whispered.

The amber eyes the coyote loved to gaze into flickered momentarily and then Stiles released a soft sigh. "But times like right now when it's just us..."

"Yes?" Theo said with bated breath.

Stiles shrugged one shoulder. "They're a soft gray color. It's like the fog and mist that coats the air after a storm.

 It's like the fog and mist that coats the air after a storm

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