Stiles knew the pack was distant, and for good reason, but he ignored it, they were the only family he had, he did have his father, but he was always at work, providing for them, but what happens when two vampires save him and claim that he can help...
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Stiles looks to the bite mark on Louis' neck, a content hum falling past his lips as he smells his scent mixed with Louis and Violet's. His thumb ran over the fang punctures, admiring how they looked on Louis' pale neck.
"Why aren't the marks disappearing?" Stiles asks, he had also noticed marks on his neck from when Violet and Louis would feed on him, but they haven't disappeared after. "It first started, when, um, when my dad died, my bite mark didn't heal," He says, swallowing thickly, feeling Violet's hand snake into his hands to ground him as Louis kissed his bare chest.
"You're a different type of vampire, Stiles. For starters, you can compel other vampires, and you're stronger and faster than others, your bites also don't heal. Since we're your mates, I guess our bites don't heal on you or each other,"
"But it does heal on other people, right," Stiles looks at her.
"I believe so," Violet nods, letting out a sigh as she leans her head onto Stiles' chest. "I'm tired,"
Stiles chuckles, his arms coming up to wrap around Violet and Louis, he takes the time to kiss both of their heads as he gets comfortable. "Go to sleep, you two barely sleep, I'll be here when you wake up,"
Louis mumbled something as his arm wrapped around Stiles' waist to make sure he couldn't move. "Night," Louis mumbles, surprisingly falling asleep quickly.
Stiles lay there, hearing his two lovers' evened-out breathing fill the room. He didn't know vampires breathe when they sleep, it was kinda interesting to hear. He also noticed how they do a lot of sighing, scoffing, huffing, and all the human things.
A small smile formed on his face, maybe they're more human than they thought, minus all the killing and blood-drinking. He rolled his eyes as he looked up at the ceiling, his eyes slowly falling shut as he held Violet and Louis close, their naked bodies adding warmth to their normal cold beings.
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Knocking on the door was what woke Stiles and Violet. The girl lets out a surprised yawn, something she hasn't done in years. She looks at Stiles with wide eyes, but the male just chuckles at her cute expression.
"Mmm," Louis groans at the knocking, burying his head more into Stiles' chest. "Be quiet," He mumbles. Stiles' hand rubs up and down Louis' back and it lolls the male to sleep again.
"I'll get it," Violet whispers, seeing that Stiles couldn't move since Louis was clinging onto him.
"Put on some clothes," Stiles looked at the girl who got out of bed, showing her body on full display and it just made him bite his bottom lip. "Nice view,"
