SOTC: the sun - frida sundemo
// dreams and reality \\
"You're annoying" Tori huffed, rolling her head lazily on the soft blue pillow to look at who laid beside her. Stiles raised his eyebrows in the sudden voice in his quiet room. He as well moved his head to look at Tori, his lips tugging up in a small smile as he stared gently into her soft brown iris' that started right back into his.
"How?"
Tori chuckled at him, her eyes falling back up at the popcorn roof. She let out a breath of light air before she said, "not a the type of annoying like 'you're so annoying I wanna slap you in you're face' but the type of annoying like 'you're so cute that it's annoying' you know?"
She found her self looking back at Stiles; who smiled at her tiny rant.
"You're annoying too" he smirked, his head rolling back onto the side of the pillow, the ceiling now having the pleasure to stare at his honey brown eyes. Tori closed her eyes and pulled the blanket higher over her face. The room was dark, but light enough to continue to stare at Stiles' and all his features. Like the moles that covered his cheek, and a series of freckles covering his nose. His long eyelashes and rounded eyebrows.
Tori had blushed slightly but moved towards him. Close enough now to feel his body heat, she spoke again. "Stiles?"
He hummed in response, his eyes closed. Tori smiled, closing her own eyes as well. "I love you"
Stiles eyes opened quickly, his head turning back at the girl he shared a bed with. "Really?" His voice was tired yet hopeful. She had noticed the change in energy and opened her eyes, finding a face close to her's and those same beautiful eyes staring into hers once again.
"Yes"
He gently moved his face so their noses brushed each other, just close enough so their breathes could touch each other. "I love you too" his words made Tori's heart touch her rib cage rabidly, a small smile forming on her face. Stiles couldn't help but chuckle softly in admiration, shaking his head slightly.
Stiles moved his face; completely melting with Tori's. Their lips touched. She had groaned softly at the soft sweet touch of his lips, Stiles not helping but to do the same, moving his hand to grab her waist under the sheets.
She pulled away momentarily, catching a breath. Her eyes stayed shut. Her reason being lowkey embarrassed but at the same to extremely happy. Tori smiled widely. She tried biting her lip to stop herself from grinning to big but she couldn't help it.
"Tori?"
Her features fell, opening her eyes quickly. Stiles gorgeous iris' were replaced with a diamond blue set of eyes. Isaac laid infront of her, taking Stiles previous spot.
"Isaac? What are you-"
"Why didn't you pick me, Tori?"
She shook her head, sitting up quickly. She ran her hand through her slightly oily brown hair, furrowing her brows. "Where's Stiles?"
"Why does it matter where he is?" Isaac sat up as well, putting a large hand on her cool shoulder. "Is it because you still love him? Or is it because he's you're best friend. And that all hell ever be and that all he should've been?"
Tori looked over at Isaac in shock. She opened her mouth to speak but no words came out.
"Tori. I'm in love with you"
Tori woke up with a small gasp, sitting up in her bed. She looked around the room. It wasn't her bed. It was Stiles'. She looked to her right to see a sleeping Scott and Stiles, one of the floor with his butt up in the air and one on the black spiny chair that sat at the computer.
The Whittemore had completely forgot that she came her the night before. Truth be told, Tori didn't feel like sleeping in her empty house alone that night. So, she texted Scott and told him she was coming over. Obviously Scott had told her he was at the Stilinski household. So, that's were Tori's was.
She huffed, rubbing her hand over her face. A sigh past her lips once she swung her feet over the side of the bed and they dragged her to the bathroom. Tori shut the door behind her.
Her eyes wondered over the bathroom counter, looking for anything she could use to feel somewhat cleaner. Her attention was caught by a blue toothbrush and toothpaste that sat on the edge of the sink. She picked it up, shrugging her shoulders and used it. Tori didn't care as she knew it was Stiles. She's kissed him before, she didn't even think twice about using the tool. Besides, she was desperate.
She opened the mirrored bathroom cabinet in search for deodorant. Tori stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the top shelf. It was full of her stuff that she had left here. Floss, toothbrush, deodorant, hair elastics, mascara and small bits and bobs. She smiled sadly, grabbing the deodorant and coating her under arms.
Tori smiled at herself once she closed the cabinet, ready to leave the bathroom. But she stopped. Tori furrowed her brows, turning back around quickly. She pulled down the neckline of her large shirt, showcasing her collarbone to herself. Her tattoo. It had done just what Scotts had. It healed. Tori quickly fixed her shirt, hiding the spot. Her hand clasped the bathroom door knob and pulled it open. Her body collided into Stiles, who was already dressed.
"Hey, I used your toothbrush and I'm probably going to wear something in your closet" she patted his chest twice, flashing a smile and walking past him.
"Okay, just don't wear the blue hoodie Tori. I swear!"
She giggled, walking into his room.
"Hello Scott" she smiled at the boy who was picking up sheets of paper off the floor, he, as well, dressed. Tori made her way over to the closet, pulling out a black hoodie. "How are you this fine morning?" she pulled of Scott's track pants and pulled her ripped jeans on. Scott smiled at how comfortable she was, a small chuckle passing his lips. He placed the sheets on the desk, turning to his friend.
"Im good. Be better if Stiles and I didn't stay up all night doing research" Tori nodded, pulling her shirt over her head. The McCall looked away when she was only left in her bra, clearing his throat. Tori didn't notice though, pulling the hoodie over her head. "You two should get back together"
Tori looked at Scott with wide eyes. "See ya, Scott"
Scott laughed, watching her leave the room.
