One shots

Human non Human (Part 1)

Inspired on the story called "Post Hoc Ergo Propter Hoc" by crushing83 in Ao3

Stiles was in his and Felix' room. It was almost a full moon night, and the moon that night was almost at it's full potential. He was on his bed, that had a mountain ash circle since his friends and twin were assholes lately, looking at his phone trying to prepare himself mentally for that night. It was his 18 birthday and he didn't want to interact with he so called 'packmates'. He just wanted to finish the day with his dad. Everything was okay, until Isaac, Scott, and Felix decided to enter.

"What are you doing Felix?" Asked Stiles raising his head a little bit to see him.

"Doing a sleepover here, don't you see?" He answered. Stiles just rolled his eyes, stood up, messed up the sheets of the bed, lay on it and wrapped himself to continue with his phone.

The three new incomers started to talk and fight between them. But they were getting louder and it started to be uncomfortable for Stiles, who was trying to block the sound that kept growing for his ears, by putting a pillow in his face.

"Can you get quieter?!" He snapped, elevating the pillow to look at them. He was starting to have a headache "or at least go to the guest room?!"

"Hey! This is also my room, remember?"

"I know! But since I am not invited to the sleepover with my so called 'friends', could you at least do it somewhere else, I don't know, Scott's house?!"

"And what are you gonna do?" Isaac said at him "try to fight us, human?"

Stiles started to feel anger, and pain. He knew what was coming but his father hadn't arrived yet and he was supposed to help him. He started to feel scared, something the three werewolves smelt, but they read it bad. They thought he was scared from them.

"Oh, are you scared" Isaac mocked and gave a step forward, but knew he couldn't do much because of the mountain ash. The pain of Stiles grew more, the moon was almost at it's full potential. He clenched his hands on the pillow, trying to block his environment that felt as if someone put a speaker next to his face "you know, I really love seeing you scared, as the weak human that isn't part of the pack"

"Dude" Scott spoke "what are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious?" He gave a side glance to Scott "saying the truth that no one wanted to say, that he si not part of the pack and that he is a useless human"

Stiles, who didn't heard the last thing, was under the sheets, curled himself to make the pain go.

"Hey, we discussed to tell him at a meeting this week, ok?" Scott said "Derek said it, remember?"

"Why does he want to wait? He is human" Felix pointed to Stiles' bed.

"WOULD YOU SHUT UP!" Stiles sat up and exploded at them. The three of them turned to see him, with Isaac about to respond to him, but they shut up and gasped. He had yellow eyes, was sweating and smelt of pain and fear "JUST SHUT UP, OKAY?"