I'm The Father?(teen wolf au)

12|"Good To See You."

"Lydia! Ali! Hey!" Kira squeals as she runs towards her old friends. Allison sucks in her gut as much as possible. She tried her best to hide the bump under a huge sweatshirt that she bought just for this purpose. Kira hugs the girls, Malia not far behind. Cora appears behind Malia and sprints to the girls.

"Guys! I haven't seen you in months! Where ya been?" Cora yells as she embraces Allison and Lydia.

"You know, around." Its two days before the wedding and everyone in the wedding is staying at a hotel near the venue. Cora is the Maid of Honor to Malia and Isaac ended up being Kira's best man. Her and Isaac had always been close. And well, Cora and Malia are cousins. Lydia and Allison are bridesmaids along with some of Kira's family. Stiles and Scott would be walking Allison and Lydia down the aisle. Kira's family members would have their own dates walking them down the aisle. Its a very small wedding, but to the couple size does not matter.

"Who else is here?" Allison asks after hugging everyone.

"Ki and I's families are on one floor, on the next floor are Kira and I's room along with you, Lydia, and Cora's room, and also the guys room. You two are the last ones to arrive," Malia explains to Allison and Lydia.

"Nice, now lets go, we have some serious catching up to do," Lydia states, bubbly. The girls go up in the elevator, Lydia and Allison clutching their luggage. As they exit the elevator, Allison falls behind due to her suit case unzipping. She stops and zips it again. It bulges, full of all her clothes along with baby clothes, just in case the baby comes while they are still at the hotel. Looking up and taking a breath, she begins to follow her friends again.

"Allison?" She freezes, then turn her head slowly towards the open doorway. Scott leans against the door frame casually, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Scott, hi," she says with a smile. Lydia looks back, noticing her best friend is not next to her, and sees the awkward confrontation. Stiles is a few feet behind Scott, sitting on the bed with a silver flask, taking a sip every now and then.

"Hey, its good to see you," Allison says to her ex. Scott smiles.

"Good to see you too." Saving her from the awkward conversation, Lydia calls over her best friend.

"Ali, can you help me?" Lydia lies. Allison looks to Scott and smiles before rushing towards Lydia. "You good?" Lydia asks.

Allison nods quickly. "Ya I'm good."

Scott looks back at Stiles. "She's filled out, maybe she doesn't work out every day anymore. That's a good thing, it always made me worry, how skinny she was," Scott rambles. Stiles bursts out laughing, drunk off his ass.

"Oh if only you knew!" Stiles exclaims. Scott furrows his eyebrows, crossing his arms over his chest.

"If only I knew what?" Scott questions. Stiles pulls the flask from his mouth, his eyes wide as a puppy's.

"I'm berry berry drunk," Stiles states, trying to cover up his previous statement. Scott sighs.

"No kidding," he murmurs under his breath. Stiles has been wasted ever since he shot Lydia down. Isaac walks out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist, his body dripping with shower water. Stiles whistles.

"Oh Isaac, take me here and now!" Stiles jokes, collapsing onto the bed in a fit of chuckles.

Isaac rolls his eyes, "Jesus Stiles, sober up for the wedding why don't you."

"Shh! Don't tell anyone I'm drunk,  they might take away the happy juice," Stiles whispers with a smile.

"If I don't kill myself before this is over, it'll be a fucking miracle," Isaac states, grabbing clothes to put on in the bathroom.

"Drop the towel Lahey," Stiles proceeds to tease Isaac. Ignoring Stiles, Isaac retreats into the bathroom to change. Stiles looks up at Scott. "I think Isaac has a crush on me," Stiles jokes. Scott sighs and lays down on the bed besides Stiles.

"I still love Allison," Scott says plainly. Stiles grunts and stands up, stumbling as he does so.

"I'm gonna go before I say something I shouldn't," Stiles states. Scott watches him leave, confused, but not concerned.

Stiles stumbles into the hallway. Looking around, he spots the girls room. "Coraaaa!" Stiles shouts. He walks slowly down the hall until he makes it to the door he desires. All of his body weight leans against the door. "Oh Coraaa," Stiles taunts, tapping on the door. Cora opens the door, causing Stiles to fall to the ground on his back. "Cora! I found you! Did you grow?" He asks, slurring. Cora rolls her eyes and takes Stiles' arm, pulling him up. "Thanks babe," he states, kissing her cheek. "Your boyfriend was hitting on me," Stiles tells Cora, referring to Isaac.

Cora smirks, "I'm sure." Stiles smiles and turns to see Lydia standing in the balcony, looking right at him. Their eyes meet and Stiles' heart break seven times over. Her skin is pale, a shocking contrast against her vibrant hair. Lydia's green eyes become brighter in the light of the sun, the little specks of gold become clearer in the natural light. She is dressed casually, leggings and a t-shirt with a hoodie over it.

"Well this just got significantly more awkward, I'm very very..." Stiles trails off. Within her, Lydia secretly hope he will say, "very very sorry," but instead he states. "Very very drunk." Lydia sighs regretfully and moves to the bed to sit down. Stiles looks at Cora. "I should probably go before I start crying," Stiles tells his friend before walking out of the door.