A Pain That I'm Used To (Stamon) (Kliles)

Are you sure?

Stiles sat across from Stefan tapping his fingers nervously. Damon was currently pacing the living room of the Salvatore house.

"Are you sure about this?" Stefan asked.

Stiles nodded. "Yes."

"Stiles, you don't have to do this." Damon knelt in front of the human.

"It hurts too much Damon. I can't live with the regret and guilt, it's just too much." Stiles shook his head.

Damon put a hand on Stiles' cheek. "You'll get through it and I'll be here to help you."

Stiles grabbed Damon's hand, holding it in his. "You remind me too much of him." Stiles said his voice barely above a whisper.

"I like you, Damon, I don't want to be reminded of this pain everytime I look at you." Stiles dropped his eyes to their entwined hands.

"I promise, this is for the best." Stiles took his hands away and unclasped the necklace Damon had given him. He placed the necklace in Damon's hand.

Damon frowned as he gripped the necklace. "Be careful brother." Damon stood.

Stefan nodded before looking into Stiles' eyes. "I'm gonna ask you some questions and you're going to answer them honestly. Okay?"

"I will answer them honestly." Stiles nodded.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Stefan asked.

"Yes." Stiles nodded.

"Are you scared?"

Stiles shook his head. "More sad than scared."

"Why are you sad?" Stefan asked.

"Because I don't want to stop loving him." Stiles answered.

Damon frowned as he watched Stiles carefully. He would be lying if he said he wasn't a bit jealous. He hoped Stiles would feel as strongly about him one day.

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*The night before*

Klaus stalked angrily towards the cabin. Seeing Stiles so upset and Damon being the one comforting him had rubbed Klaus the wrong way.

"Nolan!" Klaus yelled nearing the group of hybrids.

Nolan stepped forward silently.

"Do you realize what you've done?" Klaus yelled.

"I'm sorry, sir, I only meant to protect your army. I had no idea-"

"You made a snap decision that killed a man and outed my whole operation." Klaus interrupted.

"Since when do you care about the death of some random wolf?" Nolan scoffed.

"That wolf was important to Stiles." Klaus snapped.

"What is your deal with this human? Why do you let him have so much sway over you?" Nolan snapped back.

"That is not your concern." Klaus growled.

"Are you planning on turning him?" Nolan pressed.

"I said it's not your concern." Klaus barked. He was growing more agitated.

"We're your pack, I think we deserve to know why you're taking orders from a stupid human." Nolan wasn't backing down and Klaus had lost his patience.

"I'm not taking orders from him, if I was, I wouldn't do this." Klaus was suddenly next to Anna.

"No!"

But before Nolan could even get the word out, Klaus had ripped Anna's heart from her chest.

-

Stiles woke from the nap that Stefan had compelled him to take. He hadn't slept well the night before. He had been tormented by nightmares of Derek's death.

"Damon? Stefan?" Stiles called sitting up in a bed he didn't recognize in a room he didn't recognize.

"Stiles, how are you feeling?" Damon asked stepping into the room.

"Okay." Stiles shrugged.

"Did you sleep well?" Damon knew Stefan had compelled him to have a restful dreamless sleep but he didn't know what else to say.

"Yeah." Stiles nodded.

"How did I get here?" Stiles asked looking around at the ornately decorated room.

"You fell asleep on the couch. I brought you in here so you could rest." Damon answered.

"Right, Stefan was playing therapist and asking about Derek." Stiles nodded as if remembering.

"Right, he thought talking about it might ease some of the pain." Damon lied as he gauged Stiles' reaction.

Stiles nodded.

"Did... it help?" Damon asked cautiously.

"I guess so. I mean I still feel sad, he was a good friend but I don't feel like I'm gonna break down if I say his name like before." Stiles said looking thoughtfully down at his hands.

Damon felt guilt course through him. He felt like he was lying to Stiles but he'd wanted this.

"Thank you." Stiles said catching Damon off guard.

"For what?" Damon frowned.

"Being there for me. You didn't know him but you still showed you cared." Stiles stood from the bed.

"I'll always be here for you, Stiles." Damon smiled touching Stiles' cheek gently.

Stiles reached up pressing a small kiss to Damon's lips.

Stiles dropped his head trying to hide his blush before he slipped past Damon and out of the room.

*AN*
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