Sour Wolf (Sterek & Thiam)

Sour Wolf (Chapter 3)

Sour Wolf

Chapter 3

[Stiles]

It was morning.

Stiles opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. So much has happened recently that he didn't even try to consider attempting to face the day. He rolled to his side and saw Derek sleeping soundly on his floor. He kissed him. Derek Hale kissed him. And he kissed back. Why did he do that? He was in love with Scott... Wasn't he?

Stiles got dressed and snuck out of the room, trying not to wake Derek. 

"Hey, good morning." Stiles' dad called from the kitchen. 

"Morning, Dad." Stiles sat at the table and checked his phone to see if Deaton called him about Malia.

"Hey is everything alright? I haven't seen much of you lately." His dad asked as he read the news paper.

"Uh, yeah. I'm fine, dad. Don't worry." Stiles lied, "I've just been enjoying the peace and quiet."

Stiles ate a breakfast of toast while he thought. He didn't even know which problem to address first; Derek, Theo, Liam or Scott? There was no way he was ready to face Scott, especially after what happened yesterday. He felt a rush of heat go to his cheeks. He definitely couldn't face Derek right now. Since Theo's return was so random he decided to start there. 

"Alright Stiles, I'm off." 

"Wait dad!" Stiles stumbled over his chair, "Let me come with you." 

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[Liam]

Liam stared at the girl.

Not her. Anyone but her.

Hayden. She sat right next to him. How could this have happened? She's not supposed to be here.

When he stopped by his locker he should have seen it coming. Her locker right next to his. Karma works in mysterious ways. 

"Hey! Wanna go stare at the soccer players?" Mason was smiling eagerly.

"Very funny..." Liam half expected Mason to hear the temptation in his voice. But he didn't.

"I know, you'd much rather be staring at Hayden, huh?" Mason teased but it disturbed Liam that he even suggested it.

"Uh," Liam looked back at the lockers. Hayden was gone. "Once again, really funny."

"I'll catch you later." Mason left in pursuit of the Soccer field.

When Liam turned around, his eyes met with Theo's. He felt his body surge and turned to speed walk away from him. 

He went into the locker room, lucky that all the soccer players were already out. Not too long after, Theo stepped in to the locker room as well.

"Hey," he smiled, "look I'm really sorry about last night."

"Uh, don't worry about it." Liam avoided his eyes.

"Well I just wanted to tell you that I got the answers I was looking for," he stepped closer, "and I wanted to make sure you did, too." His voice was low and soft as he reached up to touch Liam's hair.

"Um," Liam stepped back before he could, "I think I did..." Theo stepped closer.

"What answers were those?" This time Liam had nowhere to back away to when Theo touched his hair. His head tilted as he played with Liam's hair. Why was he looking at him like that? All of this was happening so fast.