Stydia one-shots

52. Autumn

The cool air rushed deep into their bones, her lips stained with something cherry and his hand wrapped around her own. The two kicked up leaves as they walked, purposely making sure to stay on foot with the other. It was Halloween night, the sun barely dipping into the horizon but children were already running around in their costumes. Stiles and Lydia were on their way home from Kira's annual fall festivity and they both lived close so the two agreed to walk home. They moved closer to the left on the sidewalk, allowing three kids who were chasing each other to pass them.
"I have caramel apples." Lydia offered as they arrived at his house.
"I have scary movies."
"Date night?"
He nodded, laughed at her excited expression. "Date night."

Lydia squealed and took off running towards her own house on the opposite side of the street, almost running into a few trick-or-treaters on the way. Smiling like a fool, Stiles shoved his hands in his pockets before heading inside. His father was home from work which was surprising cause Halloween was usually a pretty busy night crime wise. The man was strewn across the sofa, watching the baseball game from what Stiles could see, with a large bowl of candy set on the coffee table.

"Had a lot of kids yet?" Stiles asked, raiding the fridge for something to drink. He peeked over his shoulder at the sheriff before sneaking two beers into the pockets of his jacket.
"Just a few." He answered without ever lifting his eyes off the game.
"Lydia's gonna come over with," the front door opened to reveal the strawberry blonde in question, "caramel apples– We're going upstairs!"
"Leave your door open." The sheriff commanded and Stiles groaned as the two teens made their way to his room. He allowed Lydia to enter first before he did and closed the door behind him quietly. She raised a brow at him, setting their caramel apples down on his dresser while he took the beers out of his jacket."Your dad said to keep the door open." Lydia scolded.
"Yeah, well I wanted it closed."

They lay, wrapped in blankets, on his bed with a laptop between them playing some horror film they'd reluctantly agreed to watch. She kept jumping when the music got intense and he would laugh and pull her closer by the arm that was draped across her shoulders. The beers tasted even more bitter compared to the sweetness of the candy apples but they drank them anyway. Every now and then a knock could be heard from downstairs along with the faint chant of 'trick or treat' before silence would overcome the house again. Stiles kissed Lydia's forehead when she burrowed her face into his chest at a particularly gory scene.
"Want to watch something else?" He offered.
She peaked at the screen before turning away again. "No, I love this movie!"
He laughed. More screaming came from the laptop causing Lydia to gasp and surrender, allowing him to turn off the film.

A knock came from his bedroom door just before the sheriff entered without waiting for a response.
"Dad!"
"Door open. I want Lydia home safely by eleven and you back here no more than thirty minutes later. Got it?" Noah instructed. Stiles glanced at the clock on his nightside table.

10:27

He sighed. "Got it."
"Goodnight, Mr.Stilinski." Lydia said as the man began to leave the room.
"Hey, Dad–"
"Door open, Stiles." Noah interrupted from down the hall, another sigh erupting from his son at the rule. Lydia tugged the sleeves of her sweater to cover her hands with the ends, her ears picking up the rhythmic beating of Stiles' heart in the silence of the room. He loved fall and how it drowned Lydia in her favorite sweaters. He liked how coffee felt warmer to drink and kids in costumes ran around his streets like ghouls. But most of all he loved to see Lydia's smile in the crisp air, her hair perfectly matching the fallen leaves. Damn he loved how perfectly she seemed to match this season.
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Authors note:

Part 2 of seasons series? Yes. I vote yes.
Comment, read, enjoy!
-Chloe