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Stiles takes care of you after a battle
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"Anya, promise me you won't go." Stiles sighed. "Why? I can defend myself, I'm a wolf, please just let me help!" I tried. "No!" Stiles shouted and left.
I growled and threw my stuff on the ground. I was mad that Stiles thought I wasn't strong enough to take Deucalion. I was quick, strong and smart. I left. I could do this. Stiles would be proud of me when he knew what I did. Unfortunately I was wrong. Deucalion's spear went right through my stomach I managed to get out of there an made my way to Stiles blood was dripping from my mouth. I climbed in his window and sat at his desk. I hid the blood.
"Anya, hey. I didn't expect you." Stiles smiled. "I need your help." I mumbled. "Are you okay?" Stiles asked worried.
I looked at him. He saw the blood. I revealed the wounds.
"I'm not healing." "Oh my god, Anya." Stiles said and covered his mouth. "I thought I was strong enough, that I could make you proud, but I failed, I should've listened." I said.
Stiles put me on the bed and cleaned up the wounds.
He smiled sweet. "It's going to be okay, I'll look after you."
I yawned and lay closer. Stiles's arms slipped around my waist holding me. I smiled and felt protected. My eyes closed. I listened to his heartbeat. I fell asleep to my favorite lullaby.
"I will look after you, Anya because I love you." He mumbled.
It was too late I was already asleep. It was the first time in forever that I actually slept. I woke up without Stiles. I shot up and grunted I still had some open wounds. It was adorable to see Stiles run in the second he heard me grunt in pain.
"Careful. You need rest Anya." He said sweet and helped me lay back down.
I couldn't help but notice how perfect his eyes were. His hair looked extra fine today. I was so spaced out I didn't realize I was staring. Stiles blushed.
"I was making you breakfast when I heard you woke up." Stiles smiled. "You made me breakfast? You shouldn't have. I can do it." I said stubborn. "No, you're one open wound, let me take care of you and you'll feel better in no time." Stiles said. "I can't sit around and do nothing, please Stiles at least let me do something, I mean I really want to help. It's in my nature." I said. "Anya, please -" "Stiles you know I won't be able to listen well to whatever you say just give me something to do." I sighed. "Fine read this about dread doctors." Stiles said. "Gladly, thank you." I smiled sweet.
Stiles had a smirk on his face but it was okay. I trusted him. I kept my end of the promise and let him take care of me while I read the book.
"So you look a lot better again, what did you figure out?" Stiles smiled and sat on the edge of the bed. "Legend says they're not entirely human anymore. It says they were scientists who worshiped the supernatural. Marcel, a bar owner and soldier in the French and Indian War, was a loyal friend to Sebastien Valet and covered his crimes as The Beast of Gevaudan. After his death, Marcel began to practice the farthest edges of pseudoscience and harnessed electromagnetic forces in order to bring back his friend. Along with two others, they used these forces to prolong their lives, give them power, and, most importantly, make people forget about them. They've been able to prolong their lives from a Nazi werewolf, keeping him in a tube with green fluid, they inject themselves with it when necessary." I smiled. "Not legend, Dr. Valack." Stiles said. "I knew it, you've read it before." I smiled and hit his shoulder softly. "I surrender Anya. I did read it but I wanted to take good care of you." He smiled. "Why? I'm nothing special." I sighed. "Are you kidding me? You are the most special -" Stiles stopped and took a deep breath. "What I'm trying to say is I really like you Anya and I think you are the most special girl walking this earth." "No way what about Lydia?" I asked. "Lydia is nothing compared to you." Stiles said.
I started laughing but he seemed serious.
"Wait you really think that?" I asked confused. "I do, because I've fallen deeply in love with you." Stiles said and looked to the ground. "Stiles..." I sighed and slightly smiled. "It's stupid forget I said anything at all. I will get you something to eat." Stiles sighed and didn't look at me. "No, I'm not letting you leave without coming here first. We need to talk." "So you can turn me down?" Stiles asked with tears. "No, so I can kiss you." I smiled.
Stiles' smile lit up and he slowly walked up to me. I could feel the hesitation but I really liked Stiles. He sat down on the edge. I tried to sit up. I couldn't care less about the pain and gave him a kiss. I felt Stiles' muscles relax.
"I really like you too." I smiled. "Anya, you need rest." He said. "You're saying weird things." "I came here Stiles because you're my person." I smiled. "Your person?" Stiles asked confused. "The one I trust with my life. The one I want to see every day, the one I would call when I'm in trouble, the one I would die protecting because I couldn't imagine a world without them. Stiles, you're that person to me." I smiled. "I'm your person." He smiled.
I blushed and looked to my hands. I felt him lift up my chin. I looked into his eyes. I never wanted to look away from them they were perfect. I giggled nervously and kissed him.
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For dayumhuh Hope you liked it. Sorry it took me ages to update.
