(( gonna keep it in Jacksons POV for now unless it says otherwise okie? :3 ))
After packing the essentials and dumping them in the back of Stiles jeep, I find myself smiling. This might actually be good for me.
"Ready yet Jax?" Stiles asks, walking out.
"I need my pillow...I can't-" I start and he smiles, cutting me off.
"Can't sleep without it. I'm the same." He says and laughs a little. I nod before heading back inside and jogging upstairs then returning to the jeep with my pillow tucked under my arm.
"Ready?" He asks, as I stuff my pillow in the trunk.
"Ready as I'll ever be.." I reply and he laughs.
No more than ten minutes and we're pulled up in the driveway of his house, getting my stuff out.
I sling my bag over my shoulder and follow a pillow carrying Stiles inside.
"Welcome to casa-de-Stilinski" he says turning to smile at me and I roll my eyes.
"Stiles, that you?" A voice calls out from the kitchen. His dad; the sheriff.
"Yep, hey dad!" He calls out as I follow him to the kitchen. His dad looks up and catches sight of me.
I look down awkwardly, our last meeting wasn't the smoothest. I may have called him "rent-a-cop".
"Wasnt aware we were having company" he says raising an eyebrow as I Stiles flashes him a sheepish smile.
Let the night begin.
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FanfictionStiles Stilinski x Jackson Whittemore A boy x boy fanfic "I know you get me, so I let my walls come down...down..."
