Scallison Oneshots

Scott/Allison/Stiles

If you don't like three somes, or girlxboyxboy pairings or just Scott/Allison/Stiles in general, don't read!
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This is sort of like a highschool au, werewolves are still real, Jackson isn't a Jackass, Stiles has a sort of angst type of thing going on, he's also pinning for Allison and Scott but their in a relationship so he doesn't think he should ruin that, Isaac is also his friend. Story should be better than summary. Hopefully. Maybe. Okay I lied, Just read it anyway.
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Stiles sighed ad he looked down the hallway at Scott and Allison. They were standing against Allison locker, all close, and making out heatedly. Stiles wished he had that, with them. But he knew he couldn't. They were one of the school's favorite couples. The one that would most likely make it through college and end up married with six kid's kind of couple. Highschool sweethearts. That's what Lydia called them. It made Stiles more upset at that thought though. They were perfect for each other, so perfect that they wouldn't even consider letting Stiles be a part of.... all that, going on over there against a school locker. In public.

"Stiles?" Stiles jumped and flailed a bit. He looked over to see Isaac beside him with a concerned look on his face. "You should really tell them Stiles. Bottling up your feelings like this isn't good for you." Isaac said softly. Stiles sighed and looked over at Scott and Allison one more time before grabbing his book's and heading off to fourth period with Isaac.

"And be rejected, I think not." Stiles said with a bitter laugh. Isaac looked even more concerned then before.

"Stiles-"

"Just drop it Isaac. Let's get to class okay?" Stiles said with a heavy sigh. This is why he didn't talk to people about his feelings. They always tried to push him out of his comfort zone and get him go act on them. He really (obviously) wasn't comfortable with that.

He should have know it was getting bad when Jackson confronted him the very next day. He was sitting at lunch, enjoying his meal alone, the way he liked it, when a tray was set down across from him. He groaned internally and looked up and was surprised to see Jackson in front of him.

"Jackson? What's up?" He asked curiously. Jackson was nicer to him now that he was back from London and back together with Lydia, after kicking Aiden's ass of course, but they didn't generally hang out, unless they were at a pack meeting or something, but even then it wasn't much more then small talk.

"You've got to talk to them." Jackson said as he flicked his eye's over to where Scott and Allison were sitting with Danny and Ethan, laughing at something the Hawaiian had said. Stiles' eye's widened.

"W-What?" He sputtered. Jackson only sighed like he was annoyed.

"You need to tell them about your feelings, like, within the next week. You being all mopey is getting on everybody's nerves Stiles. The other day Lydia came this close to going into one of your crappie, grease loaded restaurants to buy you curly fries to make you feel better, she was wearing a $300 dollar dress Stiles!" Jackson exclaimed a little too loudly because a few heads turned to look at them, Scott's included. Stiles sighed and went to throw his tray away. Jackson followed him out into the hallway.

"Listen, I'll think of something okay?" Stiles said softly. Jackson nodded.

"You better, because if Lydia almost does anything that drastic in a $300 dress that I bought ever again, I'll tell them myself." Jackson said firmly. Then he patted Stiles" shoulder. "Good luck." He said before walking away. And boy, would he need it.

That Friday, Stiles put his plan into action. He invited Scott and Allison over for pizza and video game's and right when they were really distracted, he would just blurt it out and hope for the best. He didn't really know what else to do, and if Jackson noticed, is must be bad. So there Stiles was, on a Friday night, waiting very impatiently for his best friend and best friend's girlfriend to arrive at his house.

When the door bell finally rang Stiles was halfway to a panic attack. He controlled his breathing and tried to slow his heartbeat, knowing Scott could hear it, and went to open the door. He smiled when Scott and Allison walked insided.

"I ordered pizza, it should be here in a little bit, so I figured we'd play video game's until then?" Stiles asked softly. Scoft smiled.

"That sounds like a great idea." Scott said. Once the pizza had arrived and Allison was kicking both of their asses at Call of Duty, Stiles decided to blurt it our.

"I'minlovewithyouguys!" He said quickly. Both Scott and Allison froze.

"What? I didn't quite catch that." Allison said softly and she looked at him with those soft beautifully gorgeous brown eye's that were filled with concern. Stiles sighed before answering her.

"I said; I'm in love with you guys." Stiles said slowly and more comprehensible this time around. They were quite, so Stiles decided to stall the inevitable rejection. "I know, okay. I get that you guys are in a relationship and-"

"Stiles-" Scott tried.

"-You obviously don't want me and it would ruin-"

"Stiles-"

"-Your already perfect relationship and people would talk and I know its wrong and if you never want to talk to me again I get-"

"STILES!" Allison finally broke through his ramblings. Stiles head snapped up and stared at her. She never raised her voice. She sighed softly before sliding off the couch to kneel beside him. "Stiles." She said, softer this time.

"Yes?" He asked hesitantly.

"We like you okay? I have for about two years now and Scott has since seventh grade, right?" Allison said turning to Scott for confirmation. Scott nodded and leaned in to kiss the corner of Stiles' mouth softly.

"We'd be more then willing to try a relationship with you Stiles." Scott said softly as he nuzzled into Stiles' neck. Allison smiled and kissed him as well. Stiles was in awe as he sat on the floor being cuddled by two warm body's. "We love you too, Stiles." Scott said quietly. All three of them slowly drifted after that. Later, how long Stiles doesn't know, just later, Stiles was woken up by someone clearing their throat. Stiles looked up and squinted his eye's against the light from the TV before noticing his dad. He smiled sheepishly as he tried to get out of Scott and Allison's grip.

"Don't worry about it kiddo, I'm happy for you." John said softly before heading upstairs. Stiles smiled before snuggling in closer and drifting off once again.

*tears up* The feels!!!
Requests?? *smiles widely*