Stiles Stilinski x Fem!reader

Part 1

I found myself at my best friends house hearing Scott yelling a little upstairs. I had soon been found to be peering into Stiles' bedroom around the doorframe to see the two in a heated argument, which quickly calmed, although Scott had a small outburst, chucking a piece of furniture to the floor. Stiles was backed up against a wall and Scott said he had to go before the two noticed my presence and the more troubled of us brushed his way passed me. Stiles seemed a little surprised as he stood with his back and head against the wall.

"...Mieczyslaw?"

He kept his head tilted against the wall with his eyes closed looking up to the ceiling with a small smile after hearing my voice.

"You're like the only person who can pronounce my name," he turned his head to look at me slightly and opened his eyes "you know that right?" I nodded and walked into his room and picked up his chair, noticing the scratches on the back of it.

"What were you two arguing about?" I crouched down and ran my fingers over the ripped faux leather.

"I mean, I think he's a werewolf but he wants to disagree and it's driving me crazy, I just want to help him." My heart rate increased as I turned the back of the chair to face Stiles.

"Then you might want to find him before the moon comes up." Stiles stared at the chair and then me.

"He's going to that party tonight, I guess I can go and keep an eye on him." I smiled and nodded as he settled into his chair, soon wandering over to him and settling behind him with my arms wrapped around his shoulders over the back of the chair, gently rubbing his skin.

"Let's hope everything's okay tonight..."

While the boys were out at that party tonight, I was just sat in Stile's room sifting through his research and images, and I must say he's got quite a lot of the basic mythology and history of Lycanthropy down, in fact I actually skipped the second day of school so I could keep going through everything  and double check things as well as continue his little research project because I'm nice and I know more than him. Stiles' bedroom door opened and I immediately spun around in the chair in surprise.

"Oh, (Y/n), is Stiles not home yet?" I shook my head.

"Lacrosse tryouts." Mr Stilinski nodded before opening the door a little more.

"You want dinner while you wait for Stiles? It's down on the table." I was quiet for a moment as I thought, although clearly Mr Stilinski was quicker. "It's chinese." I nodded with a smile and shut the laptop before following my best friend's father downstairs into the kitchen where the food was unpacked and handed me a plate with a serving of each thing. Rice, chow mien, a couple spring rolls etc. I took the time and decided I would join the Sherrif in the dining room and eat while we waited on his son's arrival home.

Not even five minutes later I was being told stories of Stiles as a child and laughing as we ate, the mentioned son walking into the dining room to find the two of us.

"Hey dad I'm back- (Y/n), hi." I waved to the boy and pat the seat next to me for him to join us. Stiles slipped into the chair next to me and started piling food ont his plate as we all had such random conversations and jokes.
I had fallen asleep in the Stilinski sitting room but was awoken by someone lightly shaking my shoulder. As I opened my eyes, it turned out to be Stiles. He gently pulled me to sit up, without a word, and took my hand in his to lead me upstairs to a bedroom. It ended up being his room and he carefully lead me to his bed and let me sleep there for the night before climbing in just after me. After he thought I was asleep, I felt his arm wrap around my waist and pull my body against his as he buried his face into the back of my neck.