In Love With The Hunter | Teen Wolf / Chris Argent

8. Control

I totally forgot how to write. Apologies, but the writers block hit me hard this time.

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Scott smirked as he dragged Stiles with him out of the bedroom. Stiles rolled his eyes, lazily following his friend. He wanted nothing to do with this. Kara had tried to kill him once. That was enough.

-"We shouldn't really do this, Scott. Kara almost killed me yesterday, okay? I don't want her to try the same today because of your stupidity," Stiles shouted in a whisper. Scott turned towards him and hushed him, walking up to the master bedroom.

Stiles knew that Scott was signing his own death by doing this. Why would he do this? He had no reason to revenge himself upon them. Well, maybe Chris, but not Kara.

-"Come on, it's one quick photo. It won't hurt anyone," Scott said, placing his palm around the door knob. Stiles sighed, crossing his arms.
-"What if they're awake?" He questioned, looking down the dark hall.

-"I've been listening. They're both asleep. Trust me," Scott whispered before pulling the knob. The door let out a low whine as it was pushed against, but then it died down. Stiles cringed, hesitantly following his friend.

As Stiles set his eyes upon the two people in the room, he honestly felt like throwing up in his mouth. It wasn't the fact that he had anything against the two of them, but the age difference was gnawing at his very existence. Chris was a man who could be her father.

Scott turned his face towards his friend, a grin on his face. He wanted to laugh at the situation, but he managed to remain silent. Tiptoeing towards the nightstand, he picked up Kara's phone. Since Kara had no password, he opened it without a struggle. Tiptoeing back to his friend, he entered the camera on the phone and pointed it at the two sleeping humans.

Scott quickly snitched a photo, grinning as he went to the gallery. He quickly set the photo as the background, walking towards the nightstand. Placing the phone back down, he and Stiles hurried back out again. Scott grinned as he closed the door, staring at his friend.

-"Kara's going to kill you when she wakes up. Yes, she can control herself during the full moon, but she can't control her anger. If any of them asks, then I had no doing in this," Stiles said, shaking his head.

-"Come on, Stiles. They know just as much as us how wrong it actually is. They didn't use a condom, and we both know that everyone will go batshit crazy if she gets pregnant by him," Scott said, crossing his arms as well.

-"No. We live in Beacon Hills. People mind their own business, as long as that business doesn't include them. They will have your head for this. But I need my sleep. Please don't wake me a second time," Stiles said, turning around. He quickly left down the hall, entering the boy room.

Scott smirked at his friend as he left. Scott knew how angered Kara would be when she woke up, but he thought it would be funny to see how quick she would be compared to himself. Since he was a werewolf himself, he didn't really worry about getting a scratch or two.

As Scott headed downstairs, he walked out of the house. His eyes lingered down at the forest, seeing how abandoned this house actually was compared to his in Beacon. Who wanted to live here? Out in the middle of nowhere?
Sure, it was a beautiful sight in the morning when the sun had just risen over the horizon, but it must have been a nightmare, especially as a child.

While Scott was outside staring at the rising sun, Kara slowly woke from her deep slumber. Her eyes opened, her limbs feeling stiff from a good nights sleep. She sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Reaching for her clothes, a smile spread on her lips.