Reese's// Stiles

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"Could it be any colder in here?" You shivered.

"Here." Stiles said, handing you an orange sweater.

"I'm wearing blue," you said, obviously. He made a face. "Orange and blue, not a good combination."

"But it's the color of the Mets." He pouted as you put your ice skates on. Which you weren't very good at.

He pulls out a Reese's, which you shrug and take. You liked Reese's.

"Okay, um, maybe orange and blue is not the best," he said as you smiled at him. "Right, um, you know, sometimes, there's other things you wouldn't think you would be a good combination end up turning out to be, like, a perfect combination, you know, like two people together. Who nobody ever thought would be together ever."

"If this is about Lydia, Stiles, I really don-"

"I'm talking about us." He cuts you off.

"Us? As me you and I? Like a thing?"

"Yeah, I mean if you want-"

You lean in, your lips almost touching, but right when he leans forward, your lips barely touching, you pull away.

You get up, running out onto the ice.

"Come and catch me and we'll finish." You yelled.

He gets out and onto the ice, following you.

You slipped, not keeping your balance.

"Okay, Stiles!" you yelled. "I can't really skate!"

You were about to fall just as his arms wrapped around your waist. He kept one arm around your waist, the other on your cheek.

He pressed his lips against yours, his lips working wonderfully against yours.

"How about I help you skate?" He asked, pecking your lips.

"I'd like that."

He took your hands in his enormous ones, slowly pulling you across the ice.

"It's kind of like dancing," he smiles. "You remember when I taught you how to dance?"

You nodded, trying to focus on your feet.

"Remember, don't look at your feet, look at me." He pulled your chin up to face him.

You stared into his eyes, smiling as he put a hand on your hip, guiding you across the ice.

You intertwined your fingers as you let go, skating across the ice with the love of your life.

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i don't like reese's.

but I like stiles.

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