Twins

~Ow~

Noah leans against the tree waiting for Stiles. He had grabbed his leather jacket at the last second and he was glad because it was cold enough that Noah sees his breath. Stiles pulls up to the entrance of the preserve with Scott only a few minutes after Noah gets there. Noah had parked a bit down the road in order to not get anyone's attention, but Stiles never was one to think outside the box. "Hey, Scott." Noah nods. Scott looks over at him in surprise.

"Hey, Noah, Stiles dragged you out here too? Didn't think he'd get you to agree."

"Someone needs to watch for his ass and no offense, Scott, but I've seen your stamina and it's shit." Noah tells him before turning and heading into the woods.

"Ignore him, he's just grumpy." Stiles says as he follows after Noah.

"Are we seriously doing this?" Scott asks as his eyes go to Noah's back.

"You're the one always bitching that nothing ever happens in this town." Stiles says as he hurries to catch up with his twin.

"I was trying to get a good night's sleep for practice tomorrow." Noah snorts, causing Stiles to give him a look.

"Noah, be nice." Stiles whispers.

"You know, Scott, I totally sympathize with you. I mean, sitting on the bench? Wow, what a workout." Stiles hits Noah, causing Noah to give him a look.

"Stop being a dick."

"No, Noah, I'm playing this year." Noah laughs and looks at Scott.

"Scott you can barely walk a mile without your inhaler. How are you doing to play Lacrosse?"

"I'm making first line." Noah laughs and shakes his head.

"Go ahead and dream, Scott. Everyone should have a dream even if it is pathetically unrealistic."

"Noah, stop being an asshole." Stiles snaps.

"Hey, I'm just preparing the kid, Sti, he's going to have his dreams crushed come tomorrow."

"Why don't you play then, mr. tough guy?" Noah glances over and rolls his eyes at Scott.

"Because I rather work on motors then play a dumb game with no meaning."

"Or is it you just don't want the whole school knowing you're gay? I mean a locker room filled with naked guys? Does your dad even know yet?"

"Keep it up McCall." Noah pins him to a dream. "And I'll beat your ass."

"Hey, wow, come on you two, stop." Stiles pushes Noah back and stands between them. "I didn't invite you two out here to fight. We're here to look for a dead body." Noah rolls his eyes and continues through the woods.

"Just out of curiosity which half of the body are we looking for?" Scott asks from behind Noah and Stiles.

"Huh, I didn't even think about that." Noah snorts as Stiles says this.

"You never think beforehand. You're too reckless." Stiles glares at his brother, who just gives him a crooked grin.

"And, uh, what if whoever killed the body is still out here?" Scott asks, causing the twins to look at him.

"Also something I didn't think about." Stiles admits.

"Good going, Sti." Noah mumbles as he goes climbing up a steep hill.

"It's comforting to know... that you... planned this out with your usual attention to details." Scott pants as he leans against a tree in order to take a breath from his inhaler. Noah gives him a smug look before continuing up the hill.