Stiles hated to admit it- hated how cliché it was- but Luke Arnold was in his blood. Like a drug, overpowering every thought he had and he couldn't get enough.
- a story in which stiles becomes head over heels for luke arnold , a caffeine addicted...
Dedicated to SebStanIsBae and timmy-tim My new boos. this is a long chapter hold on. should I start adding gifs of stiles as well?
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LUKE HAD BARELY SLEPT. His brain was lit up like a Christmas tree, a flood of thoughts on the supernatural phenomenon that was currently occurring in his town.
He was so caught up that he hadn't been paying attention to anything Stiles said. "-So we're mad at Scott okay. " Luke began to nod slowly.
Stiles noticed the boy's absence as they pulled into the parking lot of the school and he snickered. "You weren't paying any attention were you?"
Luke bit his lip. "Sorry it's just- Scott's still a fucking werewolf. Werewolves, Stiles, werewolf." He hissed.
Stiles nodded along, he remembered how consumed he was with the new world once Scott had turned - he still was.
Stiles pulled himself out of the whirlwind of supernatural thoughts, and turned to Luke as they headed inside together.
He thought that was weirder then anything supernatural. Luke Arnold walking in, side by side with him -Stiles Stilinski!
"So we're mad at Scott." Luke confirmed. "Yup. He saved Allison instead of my dad and now my dads hurt."
Luke blinked a couple of times trying to process the information. "How's your dad? And do you want me to hurt Scott because I'm sure if I try hard enough I can fit my lacrosse stick up his ass."
Stiles started to chuckle and when Luke finally picked up on what could be considered a weird sounding euphemism he quickly added - "No homo."
Stiles shrugged as they headed into class together, one of the few the pair had.
"My dads okay," he said with a shrug. "But don't tell Scott."
Luke pretended to zip his lips. And then he winked at Stiles. Smiling softly as he sat down next to Stiles, watching the boys confused face flush a little.
Scott arrived five minutes later, his attention immediately going to Stiles, who rolled his eyes and pressed his tongue to his teeth in hopes it would help him keep quiet.
Scott also noticed the side eye Luke, was giving him, he could smell a rush of emotions - mainly curiosity and discomfort. He had guessed they were both about his werewolf status. He understood why Stiles had told Luke, the boy had seen Derek flash his eyes, he had seen the alpha.
