Scott sat next to me on my bed. I told him everything. He didn't say much. Just let me cry and talk. At some point I started to fall asleep on his shoulder when he stood up suddenly, "no. Fuck Derek. I don't know what his problem is but that's not cool. He asked you to come over for a booty call and then acts like it's not a big deal. Fuck that." He paced back and forth between my door and window. "Scott, calm down, you're gonna wake up my dad and then he'll kill you." Scott didn't laugh. He was dead serious. "Stiles, this isn't funny. If he was board, he should've played a board game not slept with you, especially knowing how much you like him." I looked at Scott in a glare, "there's no way he could've known-" "please, everyone knew." He just watched for my response, but I just looked down. Scott came over and put his hand on my knee as he sat down beside me. "It's ok Stiles. We'll figure it out. Together." I put my hand on his, "I know we will Scott. We always do. I wish I didn't care all the time." I laid down and pulled Scott down with me.
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Play Date
FanfictionA teen wolf fanfic filled with Stiles and Derek smut and not the cute shit. The type of stuff that made us love them in the first place.
