3 weeks later:
Lydia had a doctors appointment the next day, and she wasn't nervous anymore. She was near enough 'balls deep with excitement' as Stiles mentioned a couple of days before.
They both tolled their parents, and that it might not be a definitely. They were a little disappointed at first but soon grown to the fact that they might be soon to be grandparents.
It was a Friday, and Lydia just got back from school, eating left over dominos from yesterday, as her mum flew out of town for a business meeting and won't be back for a few days. So she picked up her phone and messaged Stiles.
To: My Bestest.
-BABYYY
From: My Bestest.
-LYDIAAAAAA
To: My Bestest.
-BABYYY
From: My Bestest.
-LYDIAAA
To: My Bestest.
-I want ice cream.
From: My Bestest.
-I'm on my way.
To: My Bestest.
-I love you.
From: My Bestest.
-I love you more.
Lydia smiled, and put her phone on the coffee table and boiled the kettle. She saw racks of wine underneath the cupboard and sighed. She'd kill for a glass right now.
Suddenly, the front door opened and Stiles entered with around three shopping bags of pure junk food. Lydia had a key cut for Stiles knowing that knocking is just a waste of time and effort.
"Hey." Lydia smiled. Making herself a decaf coffee, and grabbing the pickles and peanut butter. She placed around 7 pickles in a small bowl, and just took the jar.
"I have shit loads of food." Stiles laughed. Placing the bags on the island centred in the middle of the kitchen. He started to take the snacks out of the bag and Lydia's eyes widen in anticipation.
-Pringles
-Crisps
-Chocolate
-Pickles
-Popcorn (Sweet of course)
-Ben and Jerry's Cookie Dough and Chocolate Brownie ice cream. (Cookie dough being Stiles' and Brownie being Lydia's)
-Chicken bits.
"Your an absolute God send." Lydia smiled, pecking his lips which turned into something deeper. Lydia was sat on the edge of the kitchen island, with Stiles standing between her legs, Lydia's new found hormones wasn't helping. Like at all.
Lydia started kissing him slowly and full of love, and him thinking In the process how fucking lucky he is to have her.
"Hold on." Stiles laughed, as he put away the ice creams and the chicken, and placed the popcorn and everything else into the cupboard.
Stiles came back, and reconnected his lips to Lydia's, butterfly's erupting in his stomach with every move they'd make.
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Lydia just finished putting her shirt back on and so did Stiles, and Stiles jogged to the kitchen to fetch their ice creams and two spoons.
"Thankyou." Lydia smiled.
"No, Thankyou." Stiles smirked, opening his tub.
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WerewolfBE WARNED: I WROTE THIS YEARS AGO SO SOME CONTENT CAN BE CRINGE AND DOWNRIGHT SHIT BUT ITS MY FIRST BOOK N I LOVE IT SO TRY N ENJOY!!! "Holy fuck I'm so in love with you." Lydia grinned, and played with his lips with her index finger. "Say that ag...
