wolfy one shots

liam dunbar + text posts p3

**before we get started I have two things to ask/say!!

First: If you're reading my other book The New Hale Pack, then you should definitely give me your input on this! So I ended the first little main part to the series but it's only 8 parts so instead of making a whole nother book for the second main part I think I'm just gonna keep adding onto the current one. Do you think I just do this or make a different book for the second part??? It's all still the same story, keep that in mind.

Second thing: this one is longer than the last two have been and it's also sadder so sorry in advance.**

Text post: I need a hug and six months of sleep.

People that need to be involved: Liam and Scott.

"I'm fine, Stiles, I'm just... not very hungry. Promise," Liam said with a smile, but it didn't reach his eyes. Without another word he left the kitchen and ran upstairs.

Stiles stood, genuinely surprised. The wolves were never not hungry.

"Uh, guys?" Stiles said, walking into the living room where everyone else was sat with a plate of food. "Has Liam talked to any of you about something bothering him?" He asked, sitting next to Scott on the couch with a questioning sort of confusion on his face.

Derek looked at his mate with confusion as did the rest of the pack, "No... Why what happened?"

"He just told me he wasn't hungry. And he called me Stiles." He added with a frown. Liam called him mom more than anyone in the pack. Well besides when they were at school. No one even breathed the word mom there.

Scott immediately looked at him with a shocked look, dropping his fork on the plate. Liam was always hungry.

Stiles nodded at his best friend as if he read his mind, "That's exactly what I was thinking!"

"I'll go talk to him," Scott said, abandoning his food on the couch before jogging upstairs with a determined look. He couldn't believe that Liam, of all people, wasn't hungry.

"Liam?" Scott said upon reaching the younger's bedroom door. He contemplated just walking in, but if something was wrong he didn't want to just barge in. It seemed rude, so he waited for Liam to answer and invite him in. Scott leaned against the door frame. He could wait.

Liam was curled on his bed, forehead resting on his knees and arms hugging his legs. He heard Scott, but he didn't acknowledge him. Not yet, he needed a little bit more alone time.
Liam wanted to cry, he'd wanted to cry all week. He was so stressed out and he didn't even know why. It could have been school, it could have been his science class that he always dreaded going to that he had way too many quizzes in. It could have been lacrosse, it could have been being a werewolf and having to train like one. It could have been all the anger that he kept trapped inside of his little body.

It really could have been any of those things and more, but it didn't know which one and frankly he didn't care. He just wanted the stress to go away.

Liam mumbled softly, "You can come in," when he realized he had forgotten about Scott still standing at his door. As he said it, Scott walked in and gently closed the door. He turned to Liam and raised his eyebrows and lifted his arms in an 'What the hell, dude' gesture.

Liam lifted his head from its hiding place, "I already told Stiles. I'm just not hungry."

"No. That's not what this is about. You're always hungry, Liam, I know you." Scott responded, moving to sit in front of the boy.

"Scott, I'm fine. Go back downstairs and eat. You're always hungry too."

"You make some good points," Scott said teasingly. He smiled at Liam, hoping to ease his nerves. He could easily hear Liam's heartbeat and it is weirdly irregular. "Come on, Liam, I know you have something on your mind."

Liam's arms moved from around his legs to crossed on top of his knees. He rested his cheek against his arm, not looking at the alpha. He sighed, his eyes squeezing tightly for a second, before he said, "I-I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm so stressed out, I-I have been all week and I can't figure out why and it's making me mad. The headache won't stop." He lifted his head to look desperately at the older boy.

Scott didn't say anything he just nodded in understanding. He had been there when he was getting horrible grades and was in danger of being held back. He remembered that headache. Scott waited for Liam to continue, setting a hand on his shoulder hoping it'd be a comfort.

Liam leaned into the subtle touch. The small amount of weight from his hand seemed to lift so much more off his back. It made him realize that he had been completely alone in his stressful week. He had barely talked to the pack, let alone let them touch him. Liam needed that physical aspect of their family. He leaned his head down once more and rubbed his forehead on his arms.

"Liam?" Scott questioned, wondering if he'd lost the boy, "Do you need something? Anything that might help?"

Liam huffed a laugh, but it was mixed with tears and it felt more like like a soft sob to him. He looked up at Scott with red rimmed eyes, "I need a hug and six months of sleep."

Scott smiled. His thumb made small, comforting circles on Liam's back which seemed to calm him. Scott pulled the beta close to him and wrapped his arms tightly around him. He was Liam's support right now and he acted like it.

He remembered Stiles doing something similar when Scott was at his tipping point and it meant so much to him at the time. Scott hoped it'd feel the same for Liam.