Now you see me, now you don't {S.S}

Chapter 78

Just a quick one, Teen Wolf has been removed from Netflix, so I have nowhere to watch it, and therefore cannot write through the Anukite Arc - as I don't actually remember it, so we shall start at the end of it!

My hands were linked together as I sat quietly on my mom's couch, my forearms resting on my knees while I waited for people to return home. Ink was slouched back into the couch, his hands stuffed into his pockets. We were sat in silence, in the dark. Most of the issues had been dealt with, aside from one. 

"(Y/n)...I thought you weren't coming...?" I turned my head, still resting my arms on my knees. Scott had spoken. 

"I stayed with Liam's family...Came back to help him..." Scott slowly nodded, finally walking into the house properly, Stiles entering in after him quietly and shutting the front door. 

"Do you guys want to..." Scott trailed off. "I can go in another room and let you talk..." I nodded slightly, Ink standing up and walking into the kitchen passed the two boys. Scott looked between Stiles and I before hesitantly walking off. Stiles stood there for a moment before sitting where Ink had been sat before, a little more cautiously. I was quiet for a little bit, until he spoke. 

"You know I didn't mean it like that, everything just came out at once..." My head whipped around to look at him. 

"Are you actually joking?" He looked up from staring at the floor. "Stiles, so much has gone on, and then you asked me to go back to the town I have died in several times! I moved away with you so I would stop having to die!" my expression was pained as I finally turned my body to face him. "It hurts! I feel it all, I'm not immune to the pain, I feel it all, and now I'm back and I'm scared shitless that I'm going to die again, even if I do come back!" Stiles sat there quietly, just listening. "It's terrifying, and you just can't understand that...It's been months, Stiles, and I haven't been scared of dying. I'm back, and now I am." I sighed, leaning back into the couch. 

"I do understand...You can come back from an experience like that, I can't." He stared at me. "Imagine how it feels to know that after an experience like that, you just won't come back. That's it...That's the end..." My gaze shifted to the floor. "I love you, okay? I can't risk losing you-"

"So why'd you try and get me to come to the one place that could kill me?"

"(N/n), everyone's here-"

"Not everyone-"

"(Y/n)." Stiles' tone made me keep quiet. "Everyone we care about is here, in Beacon Hills." He took a deep breath. "It's our friends, our families, we all get through stuff like this, and I knew we'd all get through this situation." I slowly nodded, tilting my head. Stiles glanced to the kitchen doorway, where Ink and Scott were camping by the wooden frame, listening and watching. "I wanted you to come, so we could be around everyone, and I could, uh...." I glanced to Scott and Ink, who shared a look, apparently clicking what was going on. Scott stared at me with slightly widened eyes. I looked back to Stiles. 

"You could what?" He leaned back a little in his seat. 

"I know we're barely adults..." I continued to stare at him with suspicion. "But the amount of times I've watched you die...And the fact that I can only die once..." He sighed, sitting up and taking my hands. His eyes met mine. "I want to stay with you, forever." I looked to Scott and back to Stiles. 

"W-What?"

"I wanted you to come, so I could ask you..." He refused to look to Scott or Ink, just about being able to look at me. "Would you consider...marrying me?" My heart was racing as he stayed quiet, waiting patiently. 

"You're 18, Stiles..." He nodded. 

"You're 19, there isn't much difference, (N/n)..." He smiled awkwardly. "I'm not asking now...I'm just asking if you'd be willing to consider that...with me." I took a deep breath and slowly nodded. 

"Maybe not now...but in the future...yeah." He smiled softly and pressed a kiss to the top of my head. "After everything has settled down...your internship, maybe a house, and hopefully we can sort out this chimera stuff...then yeah, definitely." Stiles looked over to Scott, who was still fairly surprised. 

"You better have a promise ring for her, Stiles." The boy in question pulled a little box out of his pocket and handed it to me. I lifted the lid to see a beautiful silver band, a simple little thing, with a line of sweet white stones with a blue gleam, like a moonstone. I smiled softly. 

"I like it." Stiles seemed fairly surprised by my words. 

"You do?"

"I do..." I laughed. "I guess Lydia lied to you when I first came back..."Stiles tilted his head. "I was never in love with someone else...It's always been you, Miecyslaw."