Just a reminder for this chapter: Eye Colors
Lilac- Normal, content.
Red- Physical and Mental pain.
Blue- Mental Pain, sadness.
Orange- Anger.
Yellow- Physical Pain.
Pink- Nervous, in love.I walked inside finding Isaac in the kitchen hearing a shower on in the background.
"Who's in the shower?" I asked.
Isaac looked up from where he was cutting fruit at the island. "Stiles."
"Again?" I sighed, getting a nod in return.
"He was crying after you left."
I groaned pulling the pill bottle I got from the store out of the bag. "Deaton should be here soon." I told him getting a nod in return.
I made my way past a few of the pack members and upstairs into my room. Stiles was using my shower, again, like always. I don't mind, it's kind of nice having him in my space all the time. I found him sitting on the floor of my bathtub, his knees pulled to his chest, his head resting on top of his knees.
"Hey." I said softly seeing him lift his head and look at me.
"Hi." He said softly his eyes flashing pink to yellow and finally his normal brown.
I sat on the edge of the tub, "Deaton's on his way." I said dropping a couple pills into my hand from the bottle and handing them to him.
"Praise your soul. If this doesn't work I swear to god I'm going to kill myself." He said tilting his head back into the stream of water and taking the pills.
I sat there with him for a while in silence as we waited for Deaton to get here. He eventually asked me to shut off the light, which I did, making him sigh in relief before rubbing his temples. I reached my hand over pulling out some of his pain getting hit by him because "I hate when you do that Derek, you're just hurting yourself."
Deaton checked Stiles over quickly not finding any reason to be worried. He said something about Stiles gaining a new skill or something and that's probably why he was experiencing the migraines.
"So, every time I develop some knew power, I'm gonna be in pain?" Stiles whined.
Deaton shrugged, "Quite possibly." He said handing me a bag of herbs. "This should help. I recommend putting it in tea. But be careful around it. It effects werewolves...differently."
"What do you mean differently?" I asked seeing Deaton smile and walk out.
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I made Stiles some tea with what Deaton gave me and sat down with him and the pack to watch a movie. Stiles yawned setting the cup on the coffee table, leaning into my side.
"Der..." I looked at him. "Thank you." He smiled.
I wrapped my arm around him. "You're welcome."
Isaac POV
Most of the pack had fallen asleep during the movie except for Derek, Cora, and I. I heard Derek sigh as Cora showed me another movie silently asking if I wanted to watch it. I nodded turning back to see Derek moving out from under Stiles and head upstairs. He looked tired. I think he's starting to worry too much about things again and I just really wish I could help.
Scott and Erica woke up while the next movie was playing. Erica choosing to head upstairs and go to bed, Scott moving to sit closer to me and eventually drift back to sleep. I heard Stiles groan from the couch. Both Cora and I turned to face each other before looking at the pale boy. He was sitting up on the couch with his eyes still closed. He yawned, rubbed his hands over his face, and pushed himself off the couch.

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Our Guardian Angel
FanfictionDiscontinued until further notice A requested book by @Maddigalea14 Stiles Stilinski was nothing special. He was the skinny, defenseless human that ran with wolves. But when Stiles gets his chance to shine, what will he do with it?