Deals - A Teen Wolf AU ( Stydia )

Chapter 6 - Secrets

I woke up, a massive hangover annoying the heck out of me. I felt someone's warmth against me, and my eyes widened as I looked at the naked intruder in my bed.

It was Stiles. Oh gosh. Please tell me I did not have... it last night. Not that I'd really mind...

Oh my god. Shut up you horny side of my brain.

You could've easily gotten the impression of us having...sex last night - since he was naked - but I was completely clothed in the same dress. Unless I had gotten up and dressed before passing out. Which was unlikely. And there was no blood on the bed-luckily.

Well I guess I would be the only one awake at 6.

I pushed off the sheets on me, doing so to Stiles as well. I tilted my head at his...thing. Long. And wide. And thick.

Oh God.

I slipped out of bed, and went downstairs. Malia is a very lucky girl.

"Please shut up mind." I whispered to myself and went to go make everyone breakfast. Passing by a few rooms, I saw all of my "friends" and a few strangers.

Good thing I had help with breakfast.

Downstairs there wasn't as big of a mess as I had believed. Sure there were red cups everywhere, but nothing was broken and there weren't too many spills on the carpet.

Before getting ready to cook, I had gotten some Advil, seeing Rose and a few others helping her clean up. I gave them all a warm smile, and a small wave. They waved back and Rosie joined me in the kitchen.

Since it was Sunday, not everyone was at the Martin Household. The weekend was there days off. Except for the few who lived with my family. Usually they had the house all to themselves due to the fact that I was usually at whatever boarding school my parents sent me off to and my parents were away on business. 

Rosie and I played around for a bit, myself talking to her about how I hardly remembered anything that happened last night.

She smiled at me, knowingly, then said, "Trust me. The good Lydia wouldn't want to remember what happened last night."

I groaned and we began to make pancakes, bacon, eggs, everything for a traditional breakfast. I was in charge of the pancakes, Belgian waffles, and bacon. Rosie was in charge of homemade hashbrowns, french toast, eggs and drinks.

About halfway, a cocky Stiles came downstairs, a wide smirk on his face. I sighed, knowing that he remembered last night ( and what scandal I preformed ). At least this time he was dressed, in boxers only, but that creature of his is better covered than shown. I just might pounce.

Why am I so...turned on today?

"Aw, Lydia!" He stood in front of the stove, and I was just curious as how he found his way around the house. "Did you make everyone breakfast?" He gave me a sweet smile, that made my heart melt.

I rolled my eyes, ignoring the smirks my subconscious was giving me. "I was trying to before I was interrupted." I flipped a pancake and gave him a glare as I moved over to the other part of my four grill stove. Rosie kept quiet as she made her hash browns and eggs on her stove. We have multiple stoves due to the fact that my parents throw parties for their clients and partners. We need tons of food for those gatherings.

He laughed. "Anything I can do to help?" Before letting me speak, he then added, "Oh and after breakfast, we need to talk." 

I raised an eyebrow. "Does it have to do with last night?" 

Stiles thought for a moment and I continued to make the bacon, getting it crispy. He shrugged. "I guess in a way." He finally said.

I hesitated before nodding. "Fine after though." He nodded and I also said, "Go set the table. The stuff's in the cabinets by the table." I pointed to the dining area, the room right next to the kitchen.