Scott and Stiles told you what happened. Why he dragged you to his house, why there were tears formed in your eyes... Everything. They said that things are going to happen that in reality seem impossible. Your emotions seemed heightened the last four days when this all started to happen. You wanted to see Stiles all day, every day. You weren't able to go to school because your parents were still concerned but you wanted to see Stiles.
Sometimes you felt light-headed, dizzy, and sometimes really tired. Stiles always came over after school. He would leave for lacrosse (sometimes you went with him) but if you didn't he would come to hang out later in the evening. He would stay over until you fell asleep. Most of the time you would fall asleep in his arms, it made you feel safe but also give you strength. It was a good feeling that you wouldn't ever get used to.
You and Stiles were sitting in his bedroom watching a movie. You were cuddled up by his side in one of your Beatles shirts, you never liked the band as much as some others, but you loved the hits. The shirt was very long so you wore a pair of black leggings with it. Your socks were special too, they were rainbow striped with the M&M logo on them. He wore his flannel over a dark blue shirt. His jeans were the regular blueish greyish and we wore his Nikes. You were comfortable just wearing socks because your feet looked tiny and cute in them.
You had the thought in your head of labels, what would you and he be labeled? A couple? Best friends? The question bounced around every three seconds. "Hey Stiles," you looked up at him. He looked down at you and it gave him a double chin, "Hmm?" He said. You smiled and opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. You laughed and he joined along. Once it was settled you finally spoke.
"Kind of an awkward question but what are we labeled?" You asked. His heartbeat was steady and his face was calm and his response was perfect.
"We are us, no need for labels" You blushed for some unknown reason.
"I love you," you said laughing. You didn't mean to say it but it came out. It was true though, you loved Stiles. He was what was keeping you together for the past month or so. You were a grenade ready to blow. He looked at you smiling. He blushed and said "I love you too" You got out of his grip, and climbed on him. "That makes 'us' a couple then," you said extremely close to his face. "I guess it does" he whispered with a grin.
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Teen Wolf X-Reader
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