Stiles POV.
The last thing Stiles remembers is looking at the stars with Jackson before they both fell asleep.
When he woke up Jackson was still asleep on his chest. He smiled down at sleeping werewolf. Stiles thought he could get used to this. Even though they had their differences in the past that was all behind them.
Jackson's breath hitched slightly signaling he was waking up. Slowly he sat up rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He looked around before his eyes landed on Stiles. A blush spread across his face after realizing but position they were in. Basically he was straddling Stiles.
Stiles smiled down at him. "Good morning sleepy head."
"Morning. How'd you sleep?" Jackson slurred out still kind words of sleepy.
"Great! Especially since I was next to you." He leaned forward placing a kiss on Jackson's forehead. "How about you?"
"Wonderful, you're really comfortable." Jackson smiled leaning into Stiles' chest.
"We should get going. I'm sure our parents are worried. Don't want my dad putting out an Amber Alert." Stiles chuckled and stood up, helping Jackson up in the process.
"You're right."
The two boys cleaned up the blankets and food they had before heading back to Stiles' car. When they got there Stiles ran to the passenger side and opened it before Jackson could. When Jackson was inside Stiles closed the door and got in himself.
They drove in a comfortable silence to the Whittmore manner. When they arrived Stiles cut the car off but neither boy moved. For about five minutes they sat there smiling like idiots. Suddenly Jackson became really serious and he turned to face Stiles.
"Uh... I-i... Stiles? What are we?" Jackson looked down playing with his fingers.
"We are what ever you want to be." Stiles reached over and lifted Jacksons chin so that they were making eye contact. "Would you like to be my boyfriend?"
Jackson's face broke out into a grin. "I thought you'd never ask."
Stiles leaned over the seat and kissed Jackson. The kiss was slow and passionate. It seemed to last forever before they pulled away for air.
"As much as I would love for this to go further you should get going." Jackson pocked his boyfriends lips before hesitantly getting out. "Bye."
"See you later baby." Stiles smiled and waved a goodbye. He waited until Jackson was inside before leaving.
When Stiles got home he noticed his dad was there also. He smiled an skipped happily inside. He opened the door to see his dad watching TV and eating a large meat lovers pizza. If he wasn't in such a good mood he would have scolded him for breaking his diets.
Stiles' mood did not go unnoticed by the Sheriff. He eyed his son suspiciously and sat the pizza down.
"What's got you so happy?" The Sheriff stood from his seat and follow his son into the kitchen.
"I have a boyfriend." Stiles said in a sing song voice.
"Really? Who is he?" The Sheriff knew about Stiles being openly Bisexual. He accepted it and warned anyone who didn't that he had a lot of guns.
"Jackson." Stiles simply stated while digging through the fridge.
"Jackson Whittmore?" His father now wore a confused expression. "I thought you hated him."
Stiles closed the fridge door and faced his father. "I thought I did too." He shrugged, "They say opposites attract!"
"As long as you're happy. Do you love him?"
Stiles stopped in his tracks and began to blush furiously. "I'm not sure yet. We just started dating."
"Well you should bring him by sometime. I would love to meet him." Stiles was confused by his father's words.
"But not as your boyfriend. I want to have a talk with him, maybe slip in how many guns I have." He was going to give Jackson the 'Don't hurt my son or I'll shoot you' talk.
Stiles just laughed at his father. "Sure thing dad ." With that he ran upstairs to his room. Once inside he collapsed onto his bed. He was just now realizing just how tired he was. Slowly he drifted off into a peaceful slumber with one thing on his mind.
Jackson.
Thanks for reading. I apologize for it being so short, it's just a filler. I'll try to update again ASAP!!!!!
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