stiles stilinski | habits part 2

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The last bell had rung for the day and it was now time for me to meet Stiles

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The last bell had rung for the day and it was now time for me to meet Stiles. I took a deep breath before exiting the school.

I looked over to where Stiles normally parks Roscoe and there he was. Leaning on the bright blue Jeep and kicking some rocks by his feet. When he looked up and spotted me, he grinned widely and waved awkwardly. I laughed at how adorable he was and made my way over to him.

"You ready?" He asked. "Don't make me regret this Stilinski." I said sternly, pointing my finger at him. He nodded and I walked over to the passenger side. Stiles ran over and opened the door for me. "Stiles you don't have to open the door for me." I giggled getting in. "Bonus points baby." He winked and I laughed again.

The car ride was silent, but not an uncomfortable silence. It felt like nothing had changed.

When we pulled up to Stiles' house, he jumped out of the car quickly and ran over to my side. He opened the door for me again and I rolled my eyes. "You're cute." I stated while grabbing my bag and getting out. "Why thank you madam." He grinned proudly.

Once we enter his house I was greeted with the familiar smell. I smiled and followed Stiles to his room.

Once we got to his room, I went to his bed and laid on my stomach with my chin resting in my hands. Stiles awkwardly stood in the corner twiddling his thumbs.

"Remember Stilinski, you only have an hour." "Right!" He spazzed. He cleared his throat and started pacing the room. "So I know our breakup was very sudden and that I hurt you a lot." "Mhm." "And I didn't really give you a reason and that's because there was no reason. I didn't lose interest or stop loving you Y/N. I just- I thought that by letting you go it would be easier to protect you and keep you safe." "Stiles, I'm always gonna be in danger, whether I'm with you or not." I interrupted.

"I know that now. God I'm so stupid! I screwed up everything!" He said turning around and slamming his fist on his desk. He winced slightly at the pain but acted as if it didn't hurt.

I sat up from his bed and stood on my knees. "Stiles..." I softly whispered. He turned around and his face softened. "Come here." I said putting my arms out. He walked over, rather quickly, and hugged me tight. I wrapped my arms around his neck and played with the hairs on the back of it. I kissed his cheek tenderly and pulled away.

I grabbed his face in my hands and we stared into each others eyes. "I forgive you." I whispered. He instantly relaxed after hearing my words.

He kept looking from my eyes to my lips and I was doing the same to him. "C-can I kiss you?" He asked looking deep into my eyes. I bit my lip and nodded slowly. He began to lean in and so did I.

When our lips touched I felt fireworks explode in my stomach. His lips against mine felt amazing.

After a minute or so we both pulled away out of breath. "W-wow." He breathed out. I giggled. "I love you." He said resting his forehead against mine. "I love you too."

"Do I still only have an hour?" He asked giving me a pout. I laughed and rolled my eyes. "I guess I can make an exception." He smiled and applied another sweet kiss to my lips.

"Wanna have a Star Wars Marathon?" I asked. He just stared at me in awe. "God you're perfect." I laughed and made myself comfortable on the bed again. He ran down the stairs to grab snacks and I started to set up the movie. The rest of the afternoon was perfect and felt as if nothing had changed.

We jumped right back into our old habits.

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