Teen wolf preferences

Stiles requested

It was Stiles' idea to go over to his house and work on an assignment. The two of you had been paired up for an Economics assignment and even though it wasn't due for another week or two, both of you wanted to get it out of the way.

It's a Friday night and you're both pretty exhausted from a full week of school.

"I think we should only do some of it tonight, the rest can wait until later," Stiles suggests.

You nod your head, agreeing with him. "Sounds good. I'll get started on part one."

"I'll grab some snacks from the kitchen and get started on part two," Stiles tells you before almost falling out of his chair and leaving his bedroom.

After an hour and a half Stiles calls it quits. He sits there for a good half hour, seeing how many times he can 'silently' click his pen without you noticing, before he gets up and turns his television on. Stiles puts on a movie and you recognise it as one of the X Men movies. That's enough for you to give up on the assignment and set it aside for the rest of the night.

Stiles pats the spot next to him on his bed so you quickly take your shoes off and sit down beside him. You maintain enough personal space but the two of you are constantly bumping hands whenever either of you reach for some popcorn or chips so you end up shuffling closer anyway.

You're almost about to drool on Stiles' shirt when you hear Stiles' laugh and feel it through his chest. You pay attention to the movie again and laugh with Stiles, smiling when you realise that Stiles doesn't mind if you rest your head on his chest.

When you sit up straight, you're no longer leaning on Stiles. He looks at you and you look at him, suddenly finding his lips more interesting than ever before. Stiles leans in closer to you and you lean closer to him. You can feel his breath ghosting over your cheek when you snap back into reality and remember that you've never kissed anyone before.

"What's wrong?" Stiles asks when you pull away from him.

"It's just -I've never kissed anyone before," You confess, frowning.

Stiles' face drops. "Hey, don't be upset. It's alright."

He rests his hand against your cheek, softly rubbing the pad of his thumb over your skin. A wave of confidence rushes over you and you decide not to question it as you lean closer to Stiles once again. Stiles' eyes flick up to meet yours, asking for permission and you nod your head lightly before letting Stiles press his lips against yours.

"Wow," You say, laughing lightly. "That was..."

"Good," Stiles finishes for you. "It was actually really good."

"Yeah, it was," You smile.

You rest your head against Stiles' chest once more and finish watching the movie, this time allowing Stiles to tangle his fingers with yours as you listen to the sound of his chest moving up and down.