Stiles stood by your bed, watching you as you slept. You had just saved Lydia from being attacked by Tracy. He remembered seeing you lying on the floor, bleeding as Lydia told him to go. His heart ached at seeing you hurt. He met you at the hospital and took you home when it was fine for you to be let out.
He took a pen from your desk and was about to write you a message when you woke up. Your eyes fluttered open and you smiled softly at seeing him by your side. He crouched down and smiled at you.
"How are you feeling?", he whispered, wiping some hair away from your face.
"I'm okay", you said softly.
"Why.. why did you step in front of her?", he asked and you closed your eyes.
"Because I knew you would have hated me if I didn't try and save her", you said and he smiled softly, his lips together as he looked down.
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"I hated myself more for seeing you there and just leaving you..", he said and you smiled.
"At least Lydia is okay", you say trying to get up. You sit on the bed with your legs hanging off the side as he looks into your eyes.
"And I'm glad you are okay", he tells you. You look into his eyes and see that he is staring at your lips. He starts leaning in as your heart beat races.
He softly presses his lips against yours, your eyes slowly closing as you kiss him back, not really knowing what to do. He pulls back slightly, his nose brushing against yours as he smiles. Your cheeks turning red as he smirks at you.
"Um..", you start saying, "that..", you don't know what to say.
"What's wrong? Was that.. bad?", he says his smirk turning into a frown.
"No! No.. I mean I don't have anything to compare it to but.. I really liked it", you say as your cheeks grow hotter.
"Wait.. that was your first kiss?", he asks and you nod, not looking at his eyes. But he is smiling at you. He likes being your first kiss.
"How have we been friends for like ten years and I never knew that?", he asks and you shrug.
"I wasn't really proud of being a seventeen year old girl who had never been kissed", you admit.
"I like that I was your first", he whispers and you look up at him, seeing his perfect smile.
"Why did you kiss me?", you ask him.
"Because I like you", he says and you blush.
"What about Lydia?", you say but he starts shaking his head.
"It's always been you. Just took me a bit longer to realize it", he smiles and you smile back. He leans down and kisses you again.
You smile into the kiss, now a bit more confident. He stands up, still cupping your cheeks as you leads you to lay down on your bed. He lays down next to you, making sure not to touch your wounds.
"You're going to have to give me lessons on how to kiss.. and other things", you drift off as he plays with your hair.
"I'm available everyday", he smirks and you lean closer to him.
"Stiles.. I've liked you for a while now", you tell him against his lips and kiss him gently, your hands going to his hair.
He kisses you more passionately, his legs going in between yours as he presses his body against yours. You pull back, wincing.
"Oh, Y/N I'm sorry", Stiles says as he notices the pained look on your face.
"It's okay.. maybe we can hold off for a while?", you say and he nods, kissing your lips softly.
"Just get better soon", he says and you smile.
The next week at school, you see Stiles standing by his locker. He turns to look at you when Scott nudges him. He smiles as you approach him.
"Hi", you say and he wraps his arms around your waist.
"Hey you", he kisses your cheek.
"Would you like to come over today.. for some lessons?", you ask and he smiles, nodding.
"I would like that", he says and kisses your lips.
"You're all better now?", he makes sure and you nod.
"Can't wait to teach you", he says as he kisses your neck.
"Well you better wait", you say as you realize you're in the hallways.
"I'll meet you here after school", he says and you nod, placing a loving kiss to his lips as he smiles at you.
