"I love you." Lydia said softly, and leaned up to give Stiles a quick kiss, before she went in for a hug. "I love you too, babe," Stiles smiled and held her close before he felt her pull away. "Uh-no." Lydia looked up at him and noticed a look of hurt and confusion in his eyes.
"What? Was it something I said? Do you not like the nickname?" She shook her head and shushed him before replying. "No, babe." His face scrunched up and he shook his head rapidly. "Ew!" Lydia laughed, as Stiles walked over to the dresser, to grab himself a shirt. "See! Just don't call me anything that starts with a 'B'. Like boo, bae, or bitch."
Stiles put his shirt on, and started walking back over to Lydia with his trade mark smirk. Once he was close enough, his right hand moved to cup her cheek, which was now a light shade of pink. "You're beautiful." Lydia smiled shyly and looked into Stiles' whiskey brown eyes, before he leaned in for a passionate kiss.
