Unleashing the Beast Within // Stiles Stilinski

--Chapter Nine--

"Scott, what are you doing here? It's two in the morning." Stiles called out his window after being woken up by a rock smashing into the glass, Romeo-and-Juliet style. Scott stayed quiet but motioned for Stiles to come down to the door because they were going to wake up his father. "It's okay, my dad's working the night shift. What's wrong?" Stiles stared down out the window at Scott who stood there awkwardly.

"Can you just come open the door please, we need to talk. Privately." Scott put emphasis on the last word in case anyone else was listening in to the conversation he was having. It was a warning to back off and stop eavesdropping. Scott heard rustling a few meters away and knew whoever was following him had left.

Stiles grunted a bit but made his way downstairs, not bothering to run or use his super-speed. It was way too early in the morning for that. He reached the door and fiddled with the lock for a minute, before giving up and just opening it with his strength. His father must've taken the key with him to work and locked it from the inside. Typical.

"Scott?" Stiles paused, tilting his head a bit to the side, "What's wrong? You look like you've been crying." Stiles motioned for his friend to come inside. Scott followed him into the house and up to his bedroom where they both sat on the bed. The pale moonlight shone through the open window where the curtain blew gently in the wind causing light to scatter across the room.

"They've been watching you," Scott said plainly. Stiles felt a knot tighten in his stomach as his throat went dry. He knows what I am, Stiles thought to himself. He could feel the rush of anxiety spread through him, from his heart down to his lower stomach. Scott shook his head and ran his hands through his dusty hair. Small particles fell slowly to the floor as he walked over and sat on Stiles' bed, head in hands.

"What do you mean - they've been watching me?" Stiles questions and walks over to Scott before sitting down next to him. Instinctively, Stiles' wings started to relax and rest on the bed behind Scott. He immediately felt it and folded them onto his back, sighing in relief that Scott didn't notice; his body relaxing in sync.

Scott was unsure of how to tell Stiles, he debated whether to just say it outright or try sugar coat it to make it easier on Stiles. He decided with the latter. "They thought you might've been something-" Scott paused to look at Stiles' face. He could see the worry spread across it so he listened to his heartbeat. It was beating way too fast for Scott's liking. "Stiles, are you okay?" He asked, unsure of whether to continue.

"What? Me? Yeah, I'm totally fine." Stiles blurted out before stopping himself and sighing. "They think I'm something supernatural, don't they?" Stiles asked, before turning away from Scott and put his head in his hands, looking down towards the floor. Scott hummed in agreement and put an arm around Stiles.

"I know that you're not, and everyone's just overreacting because of what happened with the Nogitsune, but if something has changed because of that, you can tell me." Scott quietly mumbled out, careful not to raise any unwanted emotions from Stiles.

Stiles' head was swarmed with different emotions and thoughts. Should he tell Scott what he is or keep it a secret? If he tells him, everything will be different but if he keeps it a secret, Scott would hate him if he ever found out.

"Nothing happened after the Nogitsune. I mean- things are a bit different, but nothing 'supernatural'." Stiles murmured out. Scott took his arm away from Stiles and stood up, Stiles' head tracking every movement that his friend made.

"Well, if you want back into the pack, we go together. Remember, it's you and I versus the world, Stiles." Scott said and held out a hand for his friend. Stiles gladly accepted and stood with him, before curtsying - obviously.

The pair decided not to go to the loft and confront Derek and the rest of the pack, as it was around 3 in the morning and they needed sleep. Scott rolled onto the bed with Stiles following, flopping onto it instead. Scott was the first to fall asleep and Stiles made sure of that. Once he was certain that Scott was asleep he rolled over onto his stomach and let his invisible wings stretch out, one flowing off the side of the bed and the other covering Scott. Stiles just had to make sure he woke up before his friend otherwise they'd have a very awkward morning. 

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well hey there,

it's been too long i'm so sorry everyone! i really hope to keep updating now that season 6 is out and my motivation is back. hope you all enjoy this chapter, i've missed writing this book so much but i'm glad i finally got a chapter out for you guys <3 leave your thoughts and ideas below!

until next time, 

natasha xx