The Weight Of Us → Liam Dunbar

Bonus Chapter ;; Merry Christmas

|◆| Bonus Chapter ;; Merry Christmas |◆|

"Scott!" I yelled, trudging through the house, looking for him. Me, Scott, and Stiles have devoted this day to Christmas presents. So as soon as I woke up, they dragged me to the jeep and we went shopping. Unfortunately, it took me almost two hours to find gifts for everyone. It only took them twenty minutes.

When we got home, I went straight to my room, thinking I'd be able to wrap the gifts with no problem. But really, I cannot wrap to save my life.

"Scotty!" The two of them were in the kitchen, and I instantly began to question the sight in front of me.

While Scott had beautifully wrapped gifts in front of him in a neat like, Stiles, on the other hand, had tape in his hair, wrapping paper around his body, and ribbons and bows tangled on his face. There were semi-decent presentable presents in front of him, but that still doesn't explain his appearance.

He opened his mouth to say something, looking at Scott for help. I held up my hand, stating, "I don't even want to know."

"Good choice."

My favorite alpha was in the process of tying off a present with a bow. He seemed so content and focused, but I ruined it by throwing myself onto him. With my arms wrapped around his shoulders, I sighed dramatically.

"Scott! I can't wrap at all! Help me!"

"Okay, you are be a little too dramatic- okay, maybe not." He said when I showed him my abomination.

"Wow, okay. Uh, I thought mine were bad." Stiles commented.

I glared at him, before giving Scott the puppy dog eyes. "C'mon! I usually had Allison wrap them! Can't you just do me a small favor?"

He shrugged. "Go get them all. Except mine. Stiles could wrap mine. I'll wrap his."

I smiled, kissing his cheek. "Thank you."

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Two hours later, I was hauling the gifts under the tree as Scott put name tags on them. "This for Lydia?"

I nodded.

Another one under the tree.

"Is this for Liam?" I walked over to him, sitting across.

"Yeah. I wanted to get him something great, but it was hard. You think he'd like it?" I bit my lip, wiggling my toes as Scott looked at it.

He gave nod, fighting a smile as he finished wrapping it, putting a name tag on. "You really like him, dont you?"

My eyes widened. "What?! Uh, no. I mean yes! I mean- I don't know!" Out of embarrassment, I covered my face with my hands. "Can I just get the present, now?"

Scott handed it to me, and I gently put it under the tree. All the others ones were stacked there, ready to be open the next morning. It was currently almost midnight, about time to hit the hay. So with a stretch, and a yawn, I kissed Scott's cheek, wishing a good night, before running upstairs and climbing into my bed.

Though honestly, I couldn't contain the nerves that wouldn't leave me alone.

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I awoke to someone shaking me.

With a yelp, I grabbed the hand and twisted it, while the intruder cries out in pain. After realizing it was not an intruder, but a sweet, little werepuppy, I let go.

"Sorry, Liam. But you had it coming. Why are you in my room?" I asked, getting out of bed and walking over to him.

"It's Christmas. I mean, would I ever come to your house in pajamas if it wasn't?" He gestured to his apparel, which were just red, plaid pants and a grey t-shirt. I shrugged.