Teen Wolf One Shots

Stiles got Drunk. (Stackson)(Sciles)(fluff)

A/N: okay so this is a 're write of sorry I was drunk, it got messed up during the posting process so I took it down and am now posting a new one.
Follows the same plot, Jackson has to watch Stiles while the pack is out and Stiles is drunk, established Stackson/Scott Jackson Stiles(whatever name that is).

No warnings.

POV: Jackson.

"Hey Jackson, uhm I was wondering if you could watch Stiles?" Scott asked as I got in my car.

"Why Scott, is he drunk again? "I ask him through the phone as I'm driving to Stiles' house because he probably is drunk.

"Well I would watch him, it's just Derek needs us and your his boyfriend" he told me as I pulled into the driveway and got out my car.

"So are you, but I'm here so I'll watch him but you owe us" I told him.

"Okay thanks, love you both I'll see you later" he told me as I went to the door and knocked on it before going in, finding Stiles dancing in the living room reeking of alcohol.

"Heeaay Jackson! "Stiles shouted at me as I neared him before he flopped on the couch throwing his arms back dramatically "come, sit with me!" He said and grabbed at my arm pulling me next to him.

"So sir drink a lot, how much have you drank?" I asked him as I turned to face him.

"That was a redundant sentence Jackson" he stated before he jumped up excitedly as a song I never heard before came on his phone.

"What is this?" I asked as his smile widened.

"It's called E.T and it is awesome" he said drawing out the last word and dropping his arms forward and jumping up.

"You are so much weirder when you drink " I told him and he just shook his head and continued dancing to the weird song stopped for a second grabbed his bottle and took a drink from it and started dancing again "and I'll be taking those" I said picking up his bottles and disposing of them, he frowned but continued what he was doing.

"So I guess Scott was busy " he said as the song ended and sat back on the couch a bit closer to me than before, our legs touching as he sank into the cushion and nodded his head along to the next song that played and not so subtly running his fingers along my arm "I mean I'm not complaining, more time with my handsome man? hells yeah!" he exclaimed kissing my cheek.

"Well, everyone else was busy, and I missed you" I answered.

"Do you want some candy?" He asked and pulled a bag of half melted m&m's from his pocket.

"No, but you go ahead, I'm sure they'll go down just fine with whatever alcohol you've consumed" I said and turned to the tv he had cartoons playing on, I turned it to something less drunk Stiles and more sober Jackson, so I'm now watching the Jerry Springer show.

"Hey, I was watching that" he said through a handful of melted m&m's.

"Gross dude" I said as he wiped his mouth on his sleeve "go wash your face and hands" I told him ushering him to the kitchen, he has obviously drank more than he's telling.

"Whyyyeeeee" he says dragging out the non-existent e in why.

"Because you've obviously drank more than you told me and are making a mess, you're like a toddler!" I tell him and he whines as I drag him to the kitchen to clean his face.

"But if you loved me than you wouldn't make me" he whines again.

"I do love you, that's why I'm making you" I told him as we got to the sink and I turned the water on "and if Scott were here and you'd done this he would have thrown a fit just like you did and would have just left you sitting covered in chocolate and I would have been called to fix it" I tell him sitting him in the counter and taking the wash cloth and wiping his face and hands off.