Neighboring (a Stydia story)[complete]

15. The heroic return of cousin Jesse

Lydia's pov:
"Get off your ass and help me clean!" I groan, throwing cleaning supplies at Stiles on my couch. He dodges them with a grin, turning off the tv to just sit and watch. "If you help me, we can make out later." I offer.

He seems to consider it for a moment.
"We could make out now..." He shrugs and I roll my eyes. He stands, chuckling before grabbing a bottle of Windex from my hand and setting it down. "You can't blame me though. I mean, you're kind of addictive."

He grabs me by the hand, leaning in slightly but suddenly my front door swings open and we both turn towards it.
"Jesse?" Stiles seems confused but non the less his little cousin runs in the house, jumping into his arms. Stiles stumbles backwards a little before catching her.

"How'd you know I was over here?" Stiles asks, setting the girl down.
"Well I asked uncle John where you were and he said that you were at your girlfriends house. So I got confused and told him you didn't have one so momma said that the neighbor girl was your girlfriend." Stiles looks up at me with a small blush on his face before returning back to Jesse.

"And you know what I told them?" She asks, grinning.
"I could only imagine." Stiles says with a sigh.
"I told them that I knew you thought she was pretty and that you liked to stare at her."
"OKAY THATS ENOUGH!" Stiles places a hand over Jesse's, now giggling, mouth to silence her, his face growing more red by the minute.

"Don't torture her!" I say, removing Stiles hand and she immediately speaks.
"It's his birthday tomorrow." Once again, Stiles hand gets placed over a giggling mouth.
"You wouldn't happen to have duct tape, would you?" Stiles asks and I chuckle.
"Why didn't you tell me?!" I exclaim. He shrugs. "What are you turning? 18?" I ask.

"17!" Jesse mumbles against his palm.
"Wow that's I really big number! I didn't even think you could count to three!" Stiles starts to drag her to the front door, opening it up and she skips away to the Stilinski household. I raise my brows at Stiles, stepping closer to him and I wrap my arms around the back of his neck as his grip my waist.

"A boyfriend should tell his girlfriend about his birthday." I say, lightly planting a kiss on his lips.
"Eh. I'm not really used to celebrating it." He gives me a sly smirk and kisses me, long and slow. And believe me when I say I cherished every moment of it.

"I could possibly have a last minute present for you." I pull away, biting my bottom lip and running one of my hands down the front of his chest, stopping at the edge of his jeans before moving it back up to his neck. For a moment Stiles is surprised but he smirks once again and crashes his lips on mine.

"Like sex?" Jesse chimes from the doorway and we jump away from each other.
"Jesus Christ, I thought you left!" Stiles yells and I look between them with wide eyes. "And your seven. You shouldn't even know what that is." His arms flail around and Jesse giggles, running back outside. Stiles turns to me, pointing to where his cousin had stood.
"She's seven." He says in disbelief.

I roll my eyes, grabbing Stiles by the arm and dragging him over to his house. When we walk through the front door, it's easy to tell that Emma and Jesse have been here for a while, a few toys scattered around the living room while Emma and John converse on the couch.

"Hey guys." Stiles says and they both stop their talking.
"Stiles. Lydia." John greets us simply by saying our names and I give a small wave. Emma smiles, glancing between Stiles and I and I can sense she feels some sort of pride.

"Cool. That's cool.... So, uh, we'll just be up in my room." Stiles points towards the stairs before grabbing my hand and dragging me to them. We get up about three steps when Mr.Stilinski calls out.
"Keep the door open!"
Stiles rolls his eyes, giving his father a quick "yeah" before pulling me into his room and closing the door.

"He said keep the door open." I point to the entrance of the room.
"Yes. I heard, I'm not deaf." He says, stepping closer to me until our chests touch. He leans down, planting a sweet kiss on my lips.
"What are you doing?" I ask once we separate.
"You promised me that steamy make out session." He responds innocently.

"Okay, first of all, I didn't promise you crap Stilinski. I said we could make out later if you helped me clean, and you didn't. Second of all, no one said anything about 'steamy'." I smirk and Stiles sighs. Suddenly he reaches down and picks me up by the thighs, forcing my legs to wrap around him in an effort to keep balance.

"Yeah but I changed the rules." He crashes his lips to mine, setting me on the bed and he falls on top, propping himself up by both arms as he hovers over me. I clasp my hands around his neck, pulling him as close as possible to me as a tiny moan escapes from my throat at how dominant he was being.

He smiles into the kiss, pleased at my reaction. I break apart to flip us over, so now I'm on top, and I sit on his stomach before cupping his face in my hands and once again smashing our lips together. I loved this. I could do this forever. Stiles hands move up and down on my waist, his fingers slowly inching up my shirt.

His tongue swipes my bottom lip and I gladly let him in as my hands rub down his own shirt, going under the hem before sliding back up across his skin. I move my kisses to his neck, sucking and nibbling just below his earlobe as I listen to his deep breathing. The mixture of my hands under his shirt, my lips surely leaving a hickey and my ass so close to his privates was driving him just on the brink of insane.

He slowly starts to move my shirt up even more, exposing a good portion of my stomach, but then his door opens and I fall off of Stiles with a shriek, hitting the floor hard on my butt.
"Uncle John said leave the door open!" Jesse exclaims, pointing a toy light saber at the both of us before running away.

"HEY WHEN'D YOU GET MY LIGHT SABER?!!" Stiles yells, quickly jump off the bed and chasing after his cousin, leaving me in a pit of laughter.
Stiles could go from daddy to dork in a matter of minutes. But I guess that's what I liked about him.
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Authors note:
I have no clue what the girl in the picture attached is from but she's literally the most perfect child I have ever seen. Btw that's Jesse. SHE LITERALLY LOOKS LIKE A STYDIA CHILD CAN WE JUST.

Anyway, the power went out in my house the other day so I didn't get a chance to update but it's fine now so here you go!
Comment, read, enjoy!
-Chloe