Stitches》Teen Wolf (Discontinued)

Twelve

Mina couldn't help feel the annoyance build up inside of her as Stiles cornered her at school the next morning. She barely parked her motorcycle before he ran towards her and bombarded her with questions about last night. His questions were mostly about Liam doing anything to her.

Did he flirt with you?

Was he trying to kiss you?

Did he try to sleep with you?

Did he suggest the possibility of you sleeping with him?

Was he trying to grab you anywhere one boy should not grab?

"Stiles, you keep asking me these stupid questions and I'm going to punch you," she stated. "And you keep asking me anything about him wanting to sleep with me then I'm going to punch your dick so hard it'll castrate you."

Mina knew she should have stayed home and help Derek heal Peter from whatever it was that attacked him last night. But Derek instructed her to go to school and be normal. When she returns then she's going to have to explain to Peter about Lex, which she was pissed off about. She rather be at home doing that than be at school.

Stiles nodded, a little scared about Mina punching him there. "Ok. I won't bring it up." They walked in silence for a solid five seconds before he asked, "So, he wasn't doing anything that even remotely suggests you two making the beast with two backs?"

"Yes," Mina deadpanned as she lied. "He suggested that I park my bike on the side of the road so we can have hot angry sex against a tree. He even slapped my ass and said it's the second hardest thing with us right now. I'm sure you can imagine the first."

Stiles's eyes widened. "Ok, this is not good. Not good at all. I'm going to find Liam and kick his ass...ok, maybe not kick more like have a serious discussion about his approach with girls and tell him you're off-limits." He noticed Mina raising her brow. "You were just messing with me, weren't you?"

"What makes you say that?" she replied sarcastically.

"Hey, there's only room in this relationship for one sarcastic one and it's me." Stiles backed down when he saw the dirty look he was receiving. "Or...you can be the sarcastic one. I'll just be the funny one."

"You're not funny."

"Then I'll be the hot one." Then he groaned. "Wait, I can't be the hot one." Mina groaned before she grabbed Stiles by his hoodie and kissed him. Stiles's eyes were bugging out at the short kiss but he couldn't help but enjoy it. "What was that for?"

Mina blinked a few times. "I don't know," she responded. "It felt like something I should have done to shut you up."

"Like an instinct?" he asked. "Like something from your memory trying to resurface?" A small hope in him spiked up. "Did you remember something?"

"Yesh." She said before she started walking again. "You're a good kisser."

Stiles was lucky he wasn't drinking anything or else he would have choked at her statement. "Wait, what?" Mina just left him there. A huge grin started to come up on Stiles's face as he stood up straighter. "You bet your nice ass I'm a good kisser."

"I heard that!" Mina shouted.

Stiles's eyes widened as he caught up with her. With that boost of confidence, he took the risk and grabbed her hand before lacing their fingers together. "Is...Is this ok?"

"You are my supposed boyfriend," Mina felt her hand tightening her hold on his, "so it'll be weird if you didn't."

"Ok...um...maybe you can kiss me in class more then?" Mina glared up at Stiles. "Pushing my luck?" Mina nodded with a fake grin. "Yup, definitely pushing it." He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and he pulled it out with his other hand. Soon he was yanking Mina with him towards the other side of the school. "Hey, Liam's on his way."