Helpful Hand (2)

Chapter 8

Author's Note:

This became cuter than I expected. But considering how quickly this week became shit, I think I deserved to write a cute chapter.

I have two plotlines that I have set in for this season, and I really hope I get to write at least one; because there is already so much going on in the show that'll be difficult to write around it.

I just can't wait for 2020 to be over. I don't know how much worse 2021 is gonna be, but I am through with this year.

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(1/2) Episode 4

Stiles wakes up with a groan but refuses to open his eyes. He shuffles a little in place and when he decides to go back to sleep, he feels a caress on his forehead. He hums at the affectionate gesture of the rough fingers brushing against his hair, but it didn't deter him in the slightest to continue his sleep. If anything, it only encouraged it.

He then feels lips against his forehead. Stiles thought nothing of the innocent kiss, until those lips started trailing from his forehead, alongside his face, and ended towards his neck. He squirmed at the cold contact of said person's lips but he was determined not to open his eyes. That was until said kisses didn't stop and he was forced to open his eyes to face the tormentor that wouldn't let him sleep.

His eyes open to reveal a triumph Klaus, the bastard didn't even have the decency to hide his cheeky smile. "Good, you're awake. Almost thought I would have to resort to other methods. Not that I would have minded."

Stiles scowled at the vampire while he rose from his sleeping position and sat against the headboard. "Why did you wake me up?"

Klaus sat up from the bed and walked to the closet as he said, "We have a long day ahead of us."

The vampire came out with a set of clothes and tossed them to Stiles. The vampire gave him one last kiss on the forehead before saying, "Hurry up. We have a witch and devil incarnate to find. The sooner you get dressed, the sooner I can kill my father."

Stiles glared at him as he got up from his bed and walked to the attached bathroom. He quickly brushed his teeth and changed before heading back into the room. Klaus was now the one sitting against the headboard, totally unfazed. Stiles took a quick look at the clock and noticed what time Klaus had decided to wake him up.

"You woke me up at 7:30 in the morning!" Stiles exclaimed.

"Yes, yes I did. Now come along, we need to leave or else we'll miss your cousin." Klaus got up from the bed and walked out of the room. Stiles stood shocked in his place and it took him a moment to recover. Once he did, he speeds walk to catch up to Klaus. They made it to the main entrance before Stiles grabs him by the arm to stop him.

"Woah, Woah. How the fuck is Angel involved? You can't just wake me up all sweetly to distract me from the fact that it is 7:30 in the fucking morning. Now you tell me you need to find your dad, so you can kill him; which I get but..." Stiles was swiftly cut off with a kiss and when Klaus pulls back, the former struggles to form words.

"No more questions, love. You'll find out when we get to your cousin. We don't want to miss her morning coffee," Klaus says before dragging Stiles along.

"I'm weirdly jealous that you know when she gets coffee."

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"Thanks for calling. It was good to hear your voice."

Cami was walking out of the coffee shop when Davina hung up on her. She turned the corner to see Stiles and Klaus waiting for her. She scowls at their presence and went the other direction before they both sped in front and block her. She huffs in annoyance while asking, "What do you two want?"