Stydia one-shots

"He likes you a lot, doesn't he?"

Eye contact
Her Emerald eyes study his chocolate ones. They looked like the sunlight shining through whiskey. It amazes the girl how beautiful something so underrated could be. Looking into his eyes was like seeing him for the first time.
Lydia realized she had been staring for too long. Averting her eyes to a new position, the window. Water droplets sat on the glass and the grey sky makes her feel a little bit of joy. The strawberry blonde loved rainy days like these. She never understood why but she just loved them, kind of similar to the way she loves Stiles.
"Stiles...do you remember when you told me about things that wouldn't seem to make a good combination but end up being the perfect combination?" She asks in a low toned voice still looking out the window in awe.
Stiles replies, "uh yes...why do you ask?"
"Do you still believe that, that's true?"
"Yeah...Life works in mysterious ways."
She moves her gaze from the window back onto the boy with cute little moles on his face.
"Look...I read the note you wrote me, Stiles. I know how you feel about me."
"Oh...well uh Lydia that was-"
"I don't understand how I never noticed it. I've been completely oblivious." She glances around the room, examining everything as she sat on his bed.
She remembers searching his bedroom with Aiden. Trying to find answers as to where Stiles was.
"He likes you a lot, doesn't he?"
At this point in time Lydia hadn't read the note, she had no idea what it said, and she had no idea what Aiden meant.
"We were looking in your room the night you went missing and Aiden found a note. It said "for Lydia". Why didn't you ever give it to me?"
Stiles sighs, "Because I know you don't feel the same way. You could never love someone like me Lyds. I'm no Jackson or Aiden, you don't like guys like me. You're Lydia freaking Martin."
"But that's where you're wrong Stiles! They were bad guys." She pauses for a moment "And I don't want to be with the bad guys anymore...I want to be with a good guy. You're a good guy Stiles."
As soon as the words come out of her mouth she instantly regrets saying them. She begins to fidget, messing with her fingers and looking anywhere but the lanky brunette.
Suddenly, she feels a gentle grab at her hand, looking at him and then at their hands. She intertwines his long fingers with her small ones.
Her hand fits perfectly in his, like it was meant to be there. A warm feeling grows inside her. A smile appears on her lips, she chuckles still staring at her hand in his.
Lydia pulls her hand away, holding her hand up to his seeing the size difference, but then intertwines their fingers again.
Stiles kneels down to look at her and softly says,
"I guess we're the perfect combination..."

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This idea just came to me today and I hope you all enjoy it! I promise I will try to update more...😁 Xx