Enchanted - A Stydia / Jily AU - Teen Wolf

Treacherous.

Put your lips close to mine, as long as they don't touch.

- Treacherous, Taylor Swift.

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The dormitory was unusually quiet, considering that all of them except Scott were there. Isaac was studying, Stiles was practicing his patronus - not that he needed too, but the other boys thought it was funny - and Danny was obsessively doing sit ups at the far end of the room.

"Wormtail, you already got Keeper," Stiles reminded him. "You don't need to keep going with the crazy workout routine."

"Might as well," said Danny. "I've got nothing better to do."

"You could do Malia Tate," Isaac suggested casually. Danny froze mid-situp, looking at his friend in horror.

"Prongs!" He swiveled to glare accusingly at Stiles. "You swore you wouldn't tell!"

"I didn't!" Stiles protested. "How'd you find out, Moony?"

"You mean inside from the fact that Wormtail has no sense of subtlety whatsoever?" Isaac snorted. "It was pret-ty obvious when she snogged him."

"Oh," said Stiles, remembering just how fierce that kiss had been. Danny had been dared to kiss the prettiest girl in the room, and - ever the gentleman - he pecked Allison and Kira on the cheek before leaning towards Malia. "Fair point."

Danny walked over to them and all but fell onto Isaac's bed, throwing his sticky shirt across the room.

"I dunno what to do about her," Danny whined. "She sees me now - we're sort of friends - but she still doesn't see me."

"Give it time, mate," Stiles said awkwardly.

"Prongs is right," said Isaac sagely. "I mean, just look at him and Lydia. She went from hating his guts to skipping potions to let him feel her up in a broom closet." His eyes twinkled as Stiles jerked upright, his patronus disappearing as he stared at Isaac in shock.

"What? I don't- That never happened!" he sputtered in protest.

"Sure it didn't. She was just covered in hickeys and your aftershave coincidentally, was she?" Isaac tapped his nose."Werewolf, remember? Funny how you came to class late, but she was ten minutes behind... almost like she needed some time to cover up the... evidence."

"She was attacked by doxys! I had nothing to do with it!" said Stiles hastily.

Isaac raised an eyebrow knowingly and made a noncommittal "Mmmhmm" noise that annoyed Stiles greatly.

"I did not feel up Martin in a broom closet, end of story," he said in an irritated voice.

"Okay, mate. Whatever you say."

There was a soft knock at the door, and Danny groaned before standing up.

"We're so not done with this conversation," he told Stiles warningly as he opened the door.

"Fine," Stiles muttered darkly, though he wasn't sure Danny even noticed his reply.

Malia stood in the dormitory doorway, blushing profusely. Her mouth had popped open into a perfect little O, seemingly without her noticing. She had looked to Stiles at first - he had noticed that - but Danny's shirtless state seemed to have distracted her. Now her eyes were glued to the abs that - Stiles had to admit - were the most impressive of the four boys.