Senior Prom - A Stalia One-Shot

Stolen Dance

Malia looks around the school gym.

It's been completely decked out, the lighting is beautiful, and there are hundreds of Senior Students bumping and grinding on the dance floor. She walks among the crowd in her flowing red dress that the girls helped her pick out.

Someone touches bare shoulders and she jumps. She whips around and its him.

Stiles.

"Hey beautiful. You look great."

Stiles smiled at her, wearing a stunning black suit.

Malia smiled.

"So do you."

He took her hand and led her to where the others were waiting. Scott, Kira, and Lydia.

Laughs and smiles spread around the table they sat at. This was one of the only nights where they could be themselves, not worry about the next threat.

Malia was eating a piece of cake when a slow song came on. Stiles looked over at her.

He seemed tense, maybe even nervous.

"Wanna dance?"

He asked, taking her hand. She nodded.

The walked out to the dance floor with Scott and Kira not far behind.

Stiles wrapped his arms around Malia's waist, and she laid her head on his shoulder.

Malia never wanted this moment to end. Their whole relationship was flashing before her eyes, and he was so warm, comforting.

"Stiles?"

She murmured into the fabric of his suit.

"Yeah?"

He asked softly.

"I think I'm in love with you."