You Fall In Love More Than Once

Are You My Subconscious?

A week passed and things went back to normal between Scott and Malia. No more and incidents.
Just an unrelenting tingling in his nether regions.
Loss of appetite.
Lack of sleep.
Grouchiness.
Other than that he was
a-okay.
Stiles had called and said he was popping by for a visit.
Scott just had to break it to Malia. So he came to her house. Using the front door.
"Knock knock. Permission to enter?" Scott asked gently.
"Granted. What's wrong?
Don't tell me "nothing" because I can tell when you're lying." Malia climbed out of bed. Scott smiled.
"You caught me. Stiles is coming back for a few days.
You okay with that?"
Scott asked.
Malia raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah. Shouldn't I be?"
Malia asked sarcastically.
"I just thought it would be kind of uncomfortable. Since...You two..." Scott struggled to find
the right words.
"You can't say it. Since he left without saying goodbye.
Or that he left me to be with someone I thought was my closest friend. I'm fine, Scott.
I can handle it." Malia said.
"Okay. I just thought you should get a heads up."
Scott said. "He's coming home tonight." Scott said softly.
"Okay." Malia said.
"And you're...good?"
Scott asked.
"Great." Malia insisted.
"Great. Well, I'm going to... Go home then. Good night." Scott got as far as the first step before turning back and hugging her. Just a hug.
For a friend who was in pain.
Placing a hand on the back of her head. Pulling her close.
"I'm fine." Her voice broke.
"I know." Scott whispered.
"I'm good. Just... Go." Malia pushed him away.
"I'm throwing a welcome home party for him. I hope you'll be there." Scott said.
"Mm-hmm. See you then."
With that Scott hesitantly left. To go home and have a disturbing dream about Malia.
Scott was in a red room.
Nothing but a leather bed.
Malia stood innocently naughty in front of him.
Dressed in a cheerleading outfit. Cute braided ponytail.
"I actually like this outfit.
It's kinda cute." Malia played with her skirt.
"You're cute. Come here." Scott laughed. Malia walked over. Swinging her hips.
Scott grabbed her by her bra strap and pulled her in.
"Ah! So rough!" Malia giggled.
"Anything to make you happy." Scott breathed. Pinning her under him.
"You know what this dream is about, right?" Malia asked.
"Something amazing."
Scott kissed her soft lips. Jaw. Neck. Nipping her breast.
"This is what you've wanted. Your deepest desire." She gave a dry chuckle.
"No...when did...I...No.
You're my friend."
Scott pulled away.
"Or something else."
~~~~
"Scotty boy!" Stiles bellowed as he burst in Scott's room.
"Stiles...Stiles!" Scott yelled alert and flew out of bed.
"Scott!" Stiles yelled back and hugged him. After a thirty second embrace, they broke apart and just started yammering. Got breakfast then swung by Lydia's for more food.
"What's up with you anyway?" Stiles asked.
"Nothing, man...I just feel...off." Scott said.
"Off how?" Stiles asked.
"I don't know. Off." Scott said.
"That explains it."
Stiles said sarcastically.
"You have been a little weird lately. Agitated. Hayden said that you were sexually repressed. And clingy with..." Lydia paused. "Let's make up this shopping list for the party guys." Lydia changed the subject. Leaving Stiles in the lurch and Scott breathing a sigh of relief.
In the midst of party planning, Scott still found time to obsessively message Malia. Sending pics. Being cute with the emoji overload.
Then Stiles grabbed his phone.
"Stiles. Gimme my phone."
"Here with my best friend but it's not the same without you.
See you in eleven hours and counting. Hourglass emoji."
"Happy now? You've invaded my privacy." Scott said sarcastically and took his phone back.
"Very pleased. You messaging Malia now?" Stiles asked.
"So? She's my friend." Scott said. Pretending to be interested in the chip isle.
"I never said she wasn't.
It's nice that she has you to keep her company."
Stiles said.
"Mm-hmm. We talk. A lot." Scott said not looking at Stiles.
"About?" Stiles asked curiously.
"Things." End of explanation.
"Good to know."
Stiles laughed.
Lydia turned back.
"You two gonna talk or help me?" Lydia asked.
"Help. Sorry." They answered.
"Good." And that was the end of that. Until 8:00.
Mason was d.j for the night.
Corey was trying to distract him from deejaying.
Lydia was hostess even though it was Scott's house.
Hayden and Liam made out.
Scott and Stiles mingled.
Scott sneaking a text to Malia to ask if he she was
still coming.
"Messaging your girlfriend?" Stiles joked.
"She's not my girlfriend but yeah. I get why she wouldn't want to_" Scott stopped
mid-sentence when the object of his affection walked in the door. Wearing a leather jacket over her short red dress.
Black strapped leather boots.
"I'm here. Stop texting." Malia said. Scott's throat was too dry to form words.
"Malia. Hi. You look great." Stiles said. Lydia grabbed his arm. Digging in her nails.
"Whatever. Where's the food?" Malia asked dryly.
"Over there." Lydia pointed.
"Thanks." Malia said and walked off. Naturally Scott followed. Not giving a second thought of how it looked.
"Hi...You look..."
"Ridiculous. You don't have to lie to make me feel better." Malia said stacking her plate.
"I wasn't going to lie. You look incredibly sexy." Scott said.
"Pity compliment sexy or tear my panties off and ram me like a rabid animal sexy?"
Malia asked. It was at this moment Liam started
paying attention.
"Second one." Scott said with a devious smirk.
"Good. That's what I was going for. I'm here now.
Talk." Malia said as she made her self comfy on the couch.
"The point is to talk to Stiles."
Scott said next to her.
"I have nothing to say to him.
I'm only here because you asked me to come." Malia said. Eating her tuna puff.
"And I know you'll always come when I want you to." Scott said lowly. Brushing her cheek with his thumb.
"Mm-hmm. Because I'm good girl but only for my Alpha." Malia said sweetly and winked at him. Liam fell out of the chair. "Thats what you get. Next time I kick your ass." Malia warned.
"Ignore him. Stiles." Scott said. Malia rolled her eyes.
"If he talks to me first then I'll respond. Otherwise..."
Malia threw her legs up in Scott's lap. Liam came over.
"Hey guys. So...did you guys ever like..." Liam made sexual gestures with his hands.
"Liam!" Hayden yelled. Punching him in the stomach.
"Thank you." Scott said.
"For the record: You never..."
Hayden asked.
"Leave!" Scott and Malia ordered. The kids went back to their seats.
"Why would they even think that?" Malia asked stuffing her face. Scott shrugged.
Stiles came over later.
"Hey. Can we talk?"
Stiles asked.
"Okay." She pulled her legs out of Scott's lap and disappeared into the kitchen with Stiles.