❛ she loves when everybody's watching, she knows the way her body moves ❜
𝐼𝑇 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝐴𝐿𝐿𝐼𝑆𝑂𝑁 𝐴𝑁𝐷 Scott's turn to watch over Jackson while Stiles and Juno actually got some sleep. Of course, Juno had no time for that. When they switched shifts, Allison had given her five more pages of archaic Latin to translate.
Juno was currently sitting on Stiles's bed with her legs crossed while she was waiting for him to come back into his room. Stiles was getting ready for bed, but Juno was still working. Her glasses were sliding down her nose and her hair was tousled. She was tired from being awake all day and night, but now she had to wrack her brain, trying to translate archaic Latin.
Stiles had walked into the room with Sirius trailing behind him. Juno's dog had taken a liking to Stiles and practically followed him everywhere. He laid down on his bed and on his stomach next to Juno. He looked at one of the pages that was on the bed and immediately furrowed his eyebrows. "What is this?"
"The five pages of archaic Latin that Allison is making me translate. No, 'please, translate this for me, Juno.' No, 'would you mind doing me a favour, Juno.' No, no, no. All I get is 'I have five more pages for you. Translate them by tomorrow.' But can I say anything? No. Because then Scott will get all bitchy and be upset that I'm telling little miss priss that she doesn't get what she wants." Juno complained.
"Juno." Stiles scolded, which immediately made her take back what she said. "I know, I know, I'm sorry. I'm just sick of being used and then treated like someone that's dangerous when I've done nothing to prove that. All I've done is help everyone and myself. What does Juno get for saving people from the Kanima? Latin homework."
"Juno." Stiles scolded again, but he let out a small laugh.
"I'm sorry. I'm just tired and sick of...well, everything." Juno spoke as she rubbed her tired eyes. Stiles proceeded to take her glasses off for her and clean them since she literally grabbed the lens with her hand. "You know that you can take a break, right?"
"No, I can't." Juno responded as Stiles handed her back her glasses. "Fine. Then will you at least let me help you?"
"How are you going to help me translate archaic Latin if you don't speak archaic Latin?" Juno questioned. He only shrugged his shoulder as he sat up and moved closer to the girl, their arms brushing against each other. "Moral support."
