transcendent ༜stiles stilinski༜ [1] (UNDER EDITING)

22| Collateral Damage

I sniffle and wipe my face as I enter my room. I kick off my shoes and turn on the lights. I jump when I notice Stiles sitting on my bed.

He quickly gets up. "Aura."

"You scared the hell out of me. You should be with your dad, Stiles," I tell him.

"He got his badge back."

"Good, he deserves that badge."

"Hey. Are you alright?"

"I'm-" He gives me a look as if he knows what I'm about to say. "Not okay."

"No you're not," he says wrapping me in his arms.

I bury my face into his chest. "Worst birthday ever. God, even the day after my birthday was terrible."

"Oh, come on. It's not that bad."

I heave a sigh. "It's been extremely bad."

"Yeah, worst birthday ever."

I laugh and hit his shoulders. "You're a terrible person."

"Would a terrible person get you a gift?"

I pull away and he takes a small box out of his pocket. I take it from his hand. I slowly open the box. My heartstrings have been pulled wildly today. Stiles just decided to take a long heartfelt strum. I smile and I look at him.

"I figured if you can't take off the necklace, you might as well have a piece of jewelry that you like. It's, uh, it's called called an aura moonstone ring," he tells me. "That's why I got it. Your name and your eyes turn into little moons. I thought it would suit you. You don't have to take. I just- I got a bunch of stuff for you and this one seemed to fit you. I mean not like fit you fit you but fit your personality. I'm rambling aren't I? I do that a lot when--"

"Stiles!" I exclaim.

"What?"

"Shut up." He shuts his mouth on my command. I laugh and stare at the ring. "I love it. It's really sweet of you."

Stiles takes the ring out of the box and grabs my hand. "May I?"

My cheek become hot as I nod my head. He slips the ring onto my finger and looks up at me. His lips curl into a smile at the sight of the smile on my own face.

"What do you want to do tonight? We can do anything you want."

I think for a moment and smile. "First I want to get out of this dress. Then I want s'mores. And a nice glass of milk. After that I want to sleep because I haven't slept in days."

Stiles lifts a bag off the floor and gives it to me. I laugh as I look at the contents. Marshmallows, graham crackers, and two bars of Hershey's chocolate.

"I love you," I say.

It comes out teasingly but I meant it. He grins.

"I love you too," he replies repeating my playful tone. "You get changed and we can make these in the backyard."

He stands up and walks out. I quickly get out of my dress. I pull on a pair of jean shorts, a black tank top, and a red flannel. I decide to go outside bare feet. Stiles has already begun our fire and is roasting two marshmallows on a stick. I take a seat next to him and take the marshmallow.

"How's Melissa?" He asks.

I sigh. "She won't talk to me or Scott."

I lay my head on his shoulders. He rests his cheek on my head.