Something About Him // Teen Wolf [Book 4] [COMPLETED]

Time Of Death Part 3

[STILL STILES POV]

Once down at the morgue I realized standing in this room knowing my best friend's bodies were in there wasn't the most fun place to be. And I heard noises outside so I had a pretty good reason to call Argent. Which would be helpful if only he would answer. The door suddenly opened and Argent was thrown inside. Oh. Explains a lot. 'Stiles run! Get out of here!' He told me. But it was too late for me to get out. The door opened again and Kate walked inside. Automatically I went and stood in front of the door where Sammy's body was. 'Get out of the way Stiles. I'm taking the bodies.' Kate said. 'Why? visual confirmation?' I asked. A smile appeared on her face. 'Don't worry handsome I'm not the Benefactor.' She said. 'Then what do you want with the bodies?' Argent asked her. 'I wish I could tell you.' She replied. He stepped forward and pulled out a gun pressing it against her cheek. 'I always forget you carry two.' She sighed. 'Back off!' Argent exclaimed. 'You sure you can pull that trigger fast enough?' Kate asked with a smile. 'I don't want to.' He replied 'You're not going to kill me.' Kate said. 'And I'm not going to let you take their bodies!' He exclaimed. 'Listen Kate, we have a plan.' He continued calmly. 'And if killing Scott and Sam was part of it then you're worse than me.' She replied. The look on my face must not have been good as she smiled again. 'She wasn't even supposed to be here, was she?' She asked. 'You forgot it would affect her as well, oh well this is even better!' She grinned. 'He's telling the truth, we're trying to get to the Benefactor.' I said completely ignoring the topic of Sam. 'If you didn't notice you're on that list to and worth more than most!' Argent said. 'That's why I'm here!' Kate yelled. 'Then back off and let us do what we planned!' Kate noticed the watch on his arm that now said we had little more than 3 minutes left. 'Take the Berserkers, and go.' Argent said quietly. 'Kate, please, we have a plan.'

[SAM POV]

I woke up gasping for air. I sat up straight holding the blue sheet to my chest and hastily looking around me. 'Hey, hey, it's okay.' Stiles, who stood next to me, told me. I turned my head to my right and saw my brother. He had the same blue sheet covering him as me. I shook my head confused. 'What happened?' I asked. 'I'm so sorry Sammy.' Was my brother's only answer. 'We've been waiting over 5 minutes for you to wake up, we were starting to worry.' Kira said. I let out a groan. 'What did you idiots do now?' I asked. 'We had a plan, to get to the Benefactor. We wanted him to think there was a body here. But obviously we weren't gonna give him visual confirmation so he had to come see it for himself, so it had to be someone high on the list.' Stiles told me. 'You?' I asked my brother who nodded. 'But then, why...?'

'I'm so sorry baby girl, we should've known this would affect you as well... I never would've gone through with this if I'd known but I didn't! Well I should have since Violet almost killed both of you so it's logical this would also affect you but I...' I shook my head and did the only thing that had ever worked to get him to shut up, kiss him. I noticed him holding his breath as he obviously wasn't expecting this. When I pulled back he had a frown plastered on his face. 'Next time, you involve me in your plan Stilinski, got that?' I asked and he nodded rapidly. 'Yes, yes! Absolutely. Done, deal I will... do that.' He said. The door opened and Liam ran inside looking quite worried. 'It's your mother, she's hurt.' He told Kira. She looked at us with wide eyes before running outside. 'Hey uh, my dad kind of found you...dead. So it might be good for him to know that you're still alive so...' Stiles muttered next to me. I sighed and leaned my head against his chest. 'Just take me to your house already, I'm naked and freezing under here.' He chuckled and adjusted the sheet a little bit before picking me up and walking me out of the room.

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Turned out the sheriff wasn't home yet, so Stiles suggested I could take a shower and borrow some clothes whilst we wait. I told him I could walk fine on my own but apparently he'd gone deaf. He walked into his room but stopped in the doorway. I looked up and noticed why. Malia was here. She looked away from the list with her name on it and smiled a little. 'Maybe you should put me down now...' I muttered fixing my gaze at the ground. Stiles had given me his hoodie which to be honest didn't really leave much to the imagination but it was better than nothing. 'Where have you been?' Stiles asked her. 'Talking to Peter.' She replied. I awkwardly cleared my throat. 'I'm just gonna... be somewhere else for a moment.' I announced and made my way to the bathroom. I could still listen to what they were saying but decided not to. After about 10 minutes I walked back into the hallway, I jumped a little when I bumped into Malia. I immediately looked at the ground. 'You're sorry, don't be.' She said and I looked up confused. 'It's better this way.' She shrugged. 'So don't worry about it.' She said and walked away. I quickly made my way over to Stiles' room. He was sitting on his bed with his hands in his hair. I walked over to his closet and searched for some clothes to wear. 'You kissed me.' He said out of nowhere. 'Why?' He asked. 'Because you had to stop talking.' I chuckled as I tried to find some sweatpants to match with the t-shirt I'd found. I really wished he could've started a conversation after I put on the clothes. What if his dad comes in and sees me back from the dead wearing nothing but his son's hoodie? 'Only because you wanted me to stop talking?' He asked quietly, disappointment audible in his voice. I also noticed his voice had gotten a lot closer. I turned my head to look over my shoulder, he was standing right behind me. 'No, also because I really wanted to.' I whispered in reply. He took another step closer and I shivered as I felt his hot breathe on my neck. 'I'm sorry I didn't involve you.' He said as his fingertips brushed over my bare thighs. 'I just knew you wouldn't let Scott do that.' He muttered before latching his lips to my neck. 'Well it seems you know me pretty well.' I replied. My mouth had gone dry and my breathing rapid. Stiles hummed contently as he continued to nip and suck at my skin. My hand reached for the back of his neck and my fingers twirled themselves into his locks as he left open mouthed kisses on every bit of skin he could find. 'Stiles.' I moaned and his grip on my hips tightened. I turned around to look at him. His hazel brown eyes had gone dark with lust. This was something we'd put off for so long, leaving us both rather frustrated. And then something just clicked. He moved so fast, latching his mouth onto mine hungrily and pushing me back against the wall rather roughly drawing a loud moan from my mouth. Stiles pulled back, his eyes wide and filled with surprise and adoration. 'Do that again.' He muttered. My mouth dropped slightly. 'Stiles, baby...' His expression changed again. A low growl sounded from the back of his throat and his lips were on mine again. He hooked his hand under my thigh bringing my leg up to create that long needed friction. I moaned into his mouth. The sound of approval coming from me boosted his confidence, he rolled his hips against mine. 'Oh god!' I let out and threw my head back. 'You're so fucking beautiful baby girl...' He whispered against my skin. His lips found mine again, the kiss was sloppy, hard, simply full of need. 'Fucking hell, Stiles, please!' I let out and his eyes widened as a moan escaped his mouth. Fuck if that wasn't the most beautiful sound on this earth. His other hand also reached for my thigh and I jumped up wrapping my legs around his waist. He walked over to his bed and dropped me on it. His bottom lip got caught between his teeth as he looked down at me. 'Fuck, baby girl, you have no idea how long I've waited for this.' He breathed. 'For what, Stiles? Use your words baby.'

'You.' He moaned in a rasp and suddenly he was hovering over me. 'You, all sprawled across my bed. God you are beautiful.' He rambled and I whimpered in response. He leaned down to kiss me again, this kiss was softer, more passionate. He smiled through the kiss. I tangled my hands in his hair while his hands ran down from my waist to my hips, riding up his hoodie. He broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against mine, panting a little. 'You are sure, though?' He asked me. 'Stiles, if you don't do something within the next 5 seconds I swear to god!'

He grinned a boyish grin and kissed me again. 'Oh, I'll do something alright.'

*sigh* teen romance, how beautiful 

On tv at least hahahaha 

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