NIGHTMARE | Teen Wolf |Scott/Stiles

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Marisa laid passed out in her bed, lying on her stomach with her arm hanging off the bed, her face squished up against the pillow. Stiles bursted through her door loudly with the intent of waking her up.

"Alright! Marisa! U know what time it is! It's mischief night!" He yelled happily. He paused as he noticed Marisa not moving a muscle. He frowned "seriously?" He asked, annoyed. He walked over, nudging her
"Marisa..." he spoke, trying to shake her awake. He moved her onto her back, shaking her more "come on Marisa! It's mischief night!" He told her excitedly. He frowned again when she didn't move. He sighed, annoyed before pausing and looking at her as she laid fast asleep, her messy hair all over her face. She still looked beautiful tho. She always looked beautiful. Even dead asleep with messy hair. Stiles shook his head, snapping out of it and standing up "alright." He cracked his knuckles "I guess we're gonna have to do this the hard way" he stated before jumping in the air and landing on top of Marisa. Marisa groaned "ur awake!" Stiles laughed happily.

"Stiles. Get off of me!" Marisa groaned, shoving him hard making stiles roll off the end of the bed. He sat up in shock

"God. Ur strong" he whispered before getting up
"Come on. Time to get up" he told her, walking back over to her

"No" Marisa groaned as she put a pillow over her head. Stiles grabbed her pillow and tried to take it from her but Marisa grabbed a tight grip on it. Stiles cringed as he stood up, trying to pull it. Eventually he did. He laughed in celebration before dropping it on the bed. Marisa groaned in annoyance as she turned, laying in her side with her arm over her face.

"U don't wanna miss mischief night, do ya?" Stiles asked as he sat down besides her.

"I don't care ab some stupid mischief night, stiles" Marisa told him

"That's bc you've never participated in mischief night. It's the best night of the year, Marisa. Ur gonna love it." Stiles told her. Marisa moved her hair out of her face as she continued to lay with her eyes closed

"Take a video for me" she mumbled before going silent again. Stiles looked at her for a moment before speaking again.

(Waking up slow(piano version)-Gabrielle aplin-playing)

"Can I tell u something? Full transparency?" Stiles asked. Marisa let out a mumble that stiles couldn't understand. He shrugged "I'm just gonna say it" he told her "even with ur hair all..." he gestured to her messy hair that laid everywhere "over the place..." he dropped his hand and looked at her "u still look...absolutely beautiful" he told her. Marisa's eyes opened wide

"What?" She asked in shock. Stiles laughed, clapping his hands

"Yes! It worked!" He celebrated as he stood up happily. Marisa looked at him in confusion as he sat up. Stiles pointed at her teasingly "compliments to shock u into waking up. I've cracked the code" he spoke happily. Marisa rolled her eyes at him "come on. We gotta go" he told her, grabbing her hands and pulling her to stand as she groaned in annoyance. Stiles pulled her to stand and Marisa tripped slightly, falling into stiles "whoa" stiles spoke as marisa bumped into him, their chests colliding as their hands stayed intertwined. The two looked at one another, their faces inches apart as they looked at one another in slight shock, not knowing what to do. Marisa glanced from his big brown eyes down to his lips and back to his eyes again

Whoa.

"Um" Marisa whispered, backing away. She chuckled awkwardly and stiles chuckled in the same awkwardness, rubbing the back it his neck. "We should go right? Mischief night?" She asked

"Yeah" stiles nodded with a chuckle "yeah. Let's go" he told her, heading for the door

"Ok" Marisa nodded as she followed him out.