THIS STORY IS COMPLETE! (6 Chapters Edited)
TV Show: Teen Wolf
Pairings: Stiles Stilinski/Peter Hale
Status: Completed
Summary: There were words yet to be said, emotions yet to unfold, promises and secrets yet to be shared, but inked on skin, he wea...
'Old dialogues memories, spoken out loud thoughts, the past in general...'
///Memories///
POVs
""Not an Actual Speech or Thought""
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Warning: Alternative POVs
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Stiles yawned stretching idly, he blinked as he found Peter sitting up in bed reading a book, "Hey", he croaked weakly.
Peter smiled and looked down, "Good morning love, how are you feeling?" he asked quietly.
"Still tired, we slept pretty late didn't we?" he asked as he stretched and sat up still bundled up under his blanket.
Peter hummed, "Hey?" he asked.
"Hm?"
"Can I see what the tattoo is like now?"
Stiles turned and stared at him in shock, "Are you kidding me? You haven't seen it yet", he asked sitting up completely and facing him, "Why?" he wondered baffled.
"Because I don't exactly, no, wait that's not correct", he huffed, "I wanted you to be awake so you could see it with you, also it's on my back, so I wasn't sure how I was supposed to see it", he answered quietly.
"I took a photo of it", he said and leaned over Peter, and straddling him to maintain balance, Peter wrapped his arms on his hips and help steady him as he picked up his phone and handed it to Peter, after he unlocked it and waited for him and waited.
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"Whoa..." Peter breathed awed, "I mean wow Stiles, this is..." he licked his lips awed and then zoomed the photo staring at it intently, "What does this mean?" he asked, pointing to the words, written curved in and around the fur.
"That's not", he swallowed and then exhaled, "Peter, those words are for me, and I can't tell you", he whispered weakly.
"Okay", Peter answered after a pause, "That's okay", he repeated, "I don't mind, they're on my skin, they're for me right?" he asked quietly.
Stiles nodded, "Yes", he answered quietly.
"Then I don't need to know what they mean", he kissed Stiles' forehead gently.
