Thomas Stilinski

8

After a few more minutes of drinking in the real world, McCall beeped the horn of the jeep.

The made their way over climbing in, Thomas ending up on Minho's lap so they had enough room to fit.

The trip lasted about ten minutes. The house was notably bigger than an average house, well it did have to fit six (soon seven), people.

Getting out Minho pick up Thomas as he was on his lap holding him bridal style.

"Hey! Put me down!" Minho shrugged grinning and let go of Thomas then catching him a second later causing him to wrap his arms tight around him.

".....I hate you so much,"

"I can change that very quickly," Thomas blushed looking away from Minho as he laughed.

He then placed him down letting him walk the rest of the way inside. The others followed the ones who knew them giggling behind their hands.

The inside of the house was mostly open space. From the door, you could see all the way to the kitchen on the other side of the house through the living room and the stairs to the next floor twisted off at the end.

There was also what looked to be an office on the left as they walked in. The place already had furniture with two sofas and a table with chairs in the Kitchen.

"Now there's just a bit to go over," they all turned to look at the Agent as he pulled out a briefcase that had been in the jeep. Newt had moved over next to Thomas leaning into his side.

"Firstly Thomas and Minho the two of you have to attend school as your both 16 (a/n I know they're older than that but you know I control this so 😝) you'll start Monday but you'll be taking tests the whole day and then attending classes based on that. Newt you won't be starting till next year for oblivious reasons but you will be getting work from a private tutor to help you keep up. Brenda and Frypan you're over 18 so you don't have to go to school but if you would like we can set it for you?" They both shook their heads.

"Nope do not want to be around those two more than I have to," Minho pulled a face at Frypan getting one right back. McCall nodded.

"Ok, Jorge before you were kidnapped you were training for the army of course given the circumstances that isn't an option however Stilinski is willing to let you take a deputy exam if you'd like?" Jorge nodded.

"I've been on the wrong side before thinking it was right it'd be nice to be on the actual good side from the start hermano," McCall nodded pulling out a bag filled with phones handing them out.

"Here they already have my number the sheriffs number and the numbers of the other five phones on them," he then pulled some papers and handed them to Jorge.

"These are some hospital appointments for all of you to check on your weight and general health and some extra for Newt and the baby," He nodded.

"And what about my jeep?" The others groaned.

"Hey! That jeep has saved our culo more than once have some respect, you brats!"

"Unfortunately your jeep isn't roadworthy, no offense but I'm honestly surprised it hasn't combusted yet, but we have a replacement coming for you," Jorge sighed hanging his head slightly and to Thomas's surprise, Stiles stepped forward and patted his shoulder.

"I feel ya, buddy, if some took Roscoe from me id be ready to murder," it was clearly a joke but the way his dad's eyes changed suggest there was something more to his brother's words.

"Oh no there's two of them," Stiles sent him a small grin then and it looked so painfully fake.

"Stiles come on we better be getting home and getting some sleep-" Stiles nodded moving back to his no, their dad, damn that was still so weird for him "-all of you are invited to lunch next Saturday as well if you want," Thomas nodded.

"Yeah that would be nice bye.... dad," he gave him one last smile before leaving.

"Ok well be going then. The house already has everything you need there's clothing in the rooms - we had to guess sizes but they should fix you all - and there's food in the kitchen, the bathroom is also fully stoked as well." With that McCall left, they watched the car drive away before closing the door.

"Right well I don't know about you shanks but I'm gonna go change out of these... I don't even know what to call them" Frypan pulled lightly at the outfit he was wear grimacing before turning and going up the stairs.

They all followed him up going into different rooms first, Newt and Thomas walked into one together which happened to be the biggest, Minho walked out the first room he'd gone into and into the next shouting.

"We call the biggest room!"

"We know you need it to hold all that ego, Minho!" The boy in question scoffed walking out of the room he'd gone into and into the one Thomas and Newt were in.

They'd already pulled open the draws and picked up random shirts and pants. Thomas throw some at Minho as he entered laughing slightly at the startled look on the others face.

"Min close the bloody door I don't need everyone seeing us change," the three began changing as Thomas thought back to earlier.

"Hey Newtie," the other hummed as he pulled some sweats on.

"What was wrong earlier?" Newt sighed and the other two moved sitting down on the bed and pulling him down gently to join them so that he was sat between them.

"It's stupid," he was looking down at his lap, Minho pulled his face towards him gently.

"It's not if it upsets you it's important," Newt sighed again glancing over at Thomas who nodded at him.

"It's just... everyone has a family here except for me I know I always say I don't care and I don't - I never knew them so what's the point in caring - but just knowing no one even reported me missing that... that stings," he'd gone back to looking at his lap again as Thomas and Minho made eye contact over his head before wrapping their arms around him.

"Newt we love you more than word could ever say, you know if you went missing now we'd come runni-"

"Literal running Newt," he hit Minho's arm lightly.

"-ng for you," Newt pulled them closer by their shirts.

"I know and I love you both too... even if I'm just a glorified babysitter when it comes to you Thomas," Thomas blow lightly in his ear for that cause him to Shriver lightly.

"You know I could go for a nap right, about now, how about you Min?" Minho grinned over Newts shoulder again.

"Yup I'm just sooo tired from all that hard work," Newt snorted

"What hard work you didn't do anything today,"

"Carrying Thomas's fat ass to the door," Thomas launching himself around Newt knocking Minho down onto the bed and pinning him there.

"Your one to talk mister eats everything in sight,"

"I'm a growing boy Tommy I need to food" he leaned down then pressing their lips together, pulling back prematurely and leaving Minho to chase after his lips and pout when Thomas leaned further back.

"You know Minho I think we should give Newtie all the attention we have tonight yeah?" Minho nodded the pout turning into a grin and they both grabbed Newt pulling him till he was flat on his back.

"That's only fair after all he is carrying our child after all" after a few seconds they heard a shout.

"FOR FUCK SAKE BOYS ITS ONLY TWO PM!" They laughed before carrying on much quieter.

(I'm sorry but writing smut makes me uncomfortable)