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#but since it's stiles and scott pov - they are the bright spots in each other's worlds so they are the focus
wellhalesbells · 3 months
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the thing that fucks me up about rereading instructions for dancing is trying to pinpoint when it is that derek becomes obsessed with stiles and realizing the answer seems to be always. from the beginning. the moment they met. that poor bastard. he probably should have tried to be a little nicer about it, though, saved them both some hardship.
I think it slides so quickly from fear and annoyance that Stiles will steal Scott away to 'Oh no, oh fuck,' I'm not even sure Derek knows himself. Poor guy hamstrung himself by starting out with the 'I'm going to scare him away' mentality then wondering where the hell that went and trying to find it again through almost every subsequent interaction (while something so much bigger and so much worse - Derek's Thoughts™ - completely eclipsed it). Meanwhile Stiles also helps cultivate Derek's dickish-ness by assuming that original motivation to be his only interest in him at all, essentially until the moment Derek tells him he's in love with him.
Which is hopefully why it seemingly comes out of left field for Stiles and the reader, because that's what I wanted.
#i mean you should definitely think: uh ohhh derek caught feeelings before that moment#but since it's stiles and scott pov - they are the bright spots in each other's worlds so they are the focus#and occasionally derek will come along and glow around the edges and distract stiles a bit but that's all he is - a momentary distraction#and he's still that when he finds out that scott may be stiles' bright spot but they don't want each other the way derek wants#and so he blurts out 'i'm in love with you' before someone else shows up to want the same way he does#and since we've been in stiles' head and only gotten to see the moments that define him and derek is in so few of those#he's COMPLETELY thrown for a loop because what do you mean?? how could derek be in love with him??#how could stiles be all his defining moments and NOT know it y'know?#(because if you got instructions from derek's pov stiles wOULD BE so many of them)#and realizing they are in different places by a lot but not wanting that to mean they can't be anything more to each other says#'give me a chance to catch up' which in my mind is the only thing and the perfect thing#that was the very first scene i wrote for that fic actually - it changed almost ENTIRELY before the end but that line stayed the same#i just love the idea that you can be totally oblivious to something so defining for someone. that people can be such enigmas#inject that shit directly into my veins pls and thank you!#sorry i just love that dynamic so i can yammer on for DAYS about it lol#thank you for the ask and yeah you're pretty dead on about that haha#instructions for dancing#sterek#teen wolf#!ask
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lustfulobrien · 4 years
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𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐊𝐈 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑
𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐄
𝐚/𝐧- hi i really don’t know how to work tumblr so i’m going to try my best!!
WARNINGS: nsfw, public s*x, oral s*x (female receiving)
word count: 2017
3RD PERSON POV
stiles quickly gathers his clothes and heads out of the lydia's bedroom. he closes the door and heads out to the stairway. he runs down the stairs and up to you.
"okay so i need a quick favor" he whisper shouts. "no hello? how are you?" you chuckle. "stop messing around, i need you to kiss me"
"what?" you say. "you heard me y/n, kiss me" the blonde girl heads down the stairs quickly as stiles pulls you in. you feel sparks fly all across the room, stiles and you hear the unknown girl scoff and open the front door. she slams it shut, but you two still keep your lips onto each other's.
it felt like it was only you two in the room, but in reality kira, scott, and lydia were watching you guys. "uhm, guys she's gone now" kira yells. stiles slowly pulls away from you and you are left breathless.
"wow" you mutter under your breath. stiles distraught face slowly turns into a smirk. "hey" you shout in a whisper and hit stiles arm. "what was that for" he grits. "hmm nothing"
"y/n, tell me" he says as he comes closer to you. you slowly back away inching closer to the wall. the others watch in amusement as stiles still heads closer. "stiles, i swear to god if you don't stop following me i will chop off your dick" you say.
he stops in his tracks then chuckles. "oh sweet, innocent, little y/n. you think i'm scared of you" he says. in a instant he runs toward you and pins you against the wall. "any last words y/n l/n" he says in an evil voice.
"suck. my. dick." you say, you quickly get out of his grip and start to run up the stairs. you head to the first open door. you quickly slip in and shut the door. a few seconds later you hear the door squeak open and see a familiar face pop in.
he grins at you and quickly closes the door. the brown- haired boy quickly tackles you onto the bed and starts to tickle you. you feel hotness start to fill your body as he continues to tickle around it.
you try to push him off of you, but he continues to tickle you. the heat rising to your cheeks as his hand accidentally brushed against your nipple. you moan out in instinct as he stops dead in his tracks and slowly gets off of you.
a series of 'sorry' and 'oh my gosh' slip past his mouth. you grab his wrist and pull him onto the bed. "it's okay, it's not a big deal" you say while laughing. he nods unsurely but goes back to tickling you.
a few weeks later
tension still builds up when you and stiles cross paths. you haven't been hanging out that often ever since what happened at lydia's house. "you need to start talking to him" she says. you think of a way to get out of talking to him but nothing comes to mind.
"for real y/n, you can't just ignore him forever" kira states. "that's what i was planning on doing" you spit out. the girls look at you with a 'if you don't talk to him i'll kill you' face. "okay, okay i get the memo" you murmured
"what did you say" alison teases. "OKAY ILL TALK TO HIM" you shout out. the girls eyes widen but then slowly wander around you as the feel of hot breath fans the top of your head. "so what are my girls talking about" stiles says in a sing-song voice.
you turn around to face him, his chocolate brown eyes find their way to your bright blue eyes. his eyes quickly look down to your lips, then back to your eyes once again. he licks his lips as everything and everyone seem to be in slo-motion.
his arms wrap around you in a quick move and tightens. "i've missed you" he whispers in my ear. "me too" you say into his chest. you pull apart and are faced with an empty hallway. "oh shit, were late".
time skip
by the time class is over, it is time for lunch. you head out of the classroom but before you can make your way into stiles jeep and unknown figure pulls you back. "hey! i'm carter, i was wondering if you want to go on a date" he says.
you give him a disgusted look and try to get out of his grip. "come on baby, just one date" he pleads. "get the fuck off of me" you huff out. you see stiles walk over to you and give a confused look.
"oh there is my boyfriend, got to go" you say. you finally get out of his grip and run up to stiles. before he can say anything you grave the sides of his face and pull him into a lingering kiss.
he grunts into the kiss when you pull on his golden brown locks. he grips your thighs and picks you up like you weight nothing. he leads his way into a classroom and shuts the door.
you pull away from his newly bruised lips and sigh out a breath of relief. "thank you stiles" you huff out. "what was that for" he questions still a little shocked. "some creepy guy was trying to ask me on a date, i said no and he wouldn't let me go. i told him you were my boyfriend"
"oh" he says as his smile fades off his face. "what’s wrong” you say with a frown. “nothing” you decide to do something risky. you push him onto the teachers desk. you walk over to the classroom door and lock it. “stiles, tell me what’s wrong.” you say in a whimper.
his breath hitches as you climb on top the desk and straddle his lap. you bend down to give him a kiss, his presses up to your lips and quickly flips you two over. he bends down to your ear “we could get caught at anytime, by my dad or scott” he whispers.
“the thought of that makes me want to fuck you even more” you groan out in pleasure as you clench your thighs to relieve the burning sensation. he discards you’re skirt and throws it onto the ground.
next he rips off your panties and pulls your body to the edge of the desk. "let me please you baby" he groans he kneels onto the floor and places both legs over his shoulders. he starts by licking a stripe up your slit. then he slowly sucks on your tiny bud.
"i'll have you screaming my name by the time i'm done with you" he says and smirks into your heat. "i've always imagined your thighs wrapped around my head" he chuckles which makes you moan.
"already moaning for me baby" he says. he dives in and starts to lick all around your little hole. "you're so wet for me gorgeous" he smirks. you moan out, your stomach already clenching filled with butterflies.
"stiles, please" you moan out. he starts to go faster then out of nowhere he sticks his tongue into your tiny hole. he thrusts it in and out in a fast, then slow pace. "stiles, please oh my gosh" you moan out.
he hits your g-spot and you let out a loud whimper. he chuckles which makes you moan even louder. the sensation building up causes you to wrap your thighs around his head tighter. "he takes his hands and harshly spreads them apart. you still try to move around and wiggle your legs but he won't budge.
'stiles' his name falls out of your mouth like a prayer. you continue repeating his name as you hear his slurping up all of your juices. he sucks on your little bud and you decide to pull on his hair. you pull slightly which makes him groan out. you moan even louder.
"STILES" you'd scream as your orgasam hits. your legs start to shake, juices flowing everywhere. he still sucks on your bud in attempt to play out your high. once the shaking starts to stop he pulls away and pulls you into a kiss.
"i told you i'd have you screaming my name" he smiles. you huff out a laugh and he helps you put on your clothes. you wrap your arms around his neck and he lifts you up once again. "let's take this to your jeep" he whispers.
you nod against his chest and he walks out of the school and heads towards his jeep. he places you down onto the ground and opens the jeep door for you. he gets in on the other side and locks the doors.
"i've always fantasized you fucking me in your jeep, the windows fogging up, and your cock hitting all the righ-" he shocks you by pulling him onto his lap. "then let's make that happen" he says with a smirk.
you quickly discard your top, he does too. he stares at you in awe as you place kisses all around his sweet spot. right when you hit the spot he grunts out. you smirk into his neck as he quickly unclip your bra and throws it to the side.
he places his hands on top of your breasts and gives them a squeeze. you whimper a little as he places his warm lips onto your nipple. he licks the tip then slowly bites down onto it.
he gives the same amount to attention to the other breast. once he is done he lifts you off of him and places you onto the other seat. you get the hint and you quickly remove your sweats and panties.
he slides his jeans and boxers off then grabs you again and places you into his lap. you trace the moles on his face until he stops you.
“are you sure?” he says. you nod.
his cock messed around in your folds and he slowly pushes in. “stilessss” you drag out. he lets you get adjusted then starts to slowly thrust in and out of you.
you grab the back of his neck and you pull him into a kiss. you already feel the burning sensation at the pit of your stomach. every thrust the pleasure becomes more.
he grabs onto your ass as he quickly makes out with you. his cock slides in and out of you with ease and he hits your spot. your tongue quickly stops exploring his as you moan out and roll your eyes back.
he grunts out once again “baby are you close” he asks. you give him a quick nod and his thrusts begin to move faster than ever before. the jeep shakes as you two both chase your high.
you don’t care whether or not anyone is watching. all you care about it to reach your high. he continually whispers dirty things inside your ear as you clench around him.
your high finally approach’s as you cum around his cock. you start to shake from pleasure as he releases inside of you. you slowly come down from your high as he slips out of you and you groan at the emptiness in your body.
you both sigh in tiredness as you now notice the people recording outside of your car. he flips them off as he quickly pulls his top over you. you both quickly get dressed as you hear a knock on the window.
stiles rolls down the window and there were faced with sheriff stilinski. “oh, uhm, hi dad” stiles says in a creaky voice. sheriff stilinski glances at you, your messed up hair, wonky face.
“i was just coming to see what all the commotion was about, but now i know” he says. you blush as he turns away and quickly heads away from the car. “what the fuck”
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just-jordie-things · 7 years
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Like She’s Mine (part eight) - Stiles Stilinski
warnings: swearing
Eight months later (one year after Madi’s birth)
“No.. no no no no no they spelled her name wrong how hard is it to spell Madison!?” I was screaming my head off as I glared down at the birthday cake made out to Maddison.  “One d! Come on! I made a whole separate note!”
“Alright tiger take it down a notch” Allison rushed over to me, putting her hands on my shoulders.
“No! Lydia is bringing Madi over here in an hour and a half and this cake is ruined!” My hands flew to my hair, running stressfully through it.
“Hey, hey take a breather” I nearly glared at Stiles, but his expression was so soft that I couldn’t keep the anger in my eyes.  “Come on, I’ll drive you back to the bakery, we’ll order a new cake, and then boom.  One cake for the party, one cake for just us to eat.  That’s two cakes!” I laughed slightly, feeling the fury in my in veins begin to dissipate.
“Okay… okay this is manageable” I said, taking in deep breaths as he moved his hands in sync with me.
“Alright, come on then let’s go down to the bakery” He said, and I made my way to the door.
“I’ll stick around here and finish making lunch for the party” Allison called.
“And I’m still on decorations!” I looked over to see Scott with streamers wrapped all over him, three party hats stacked on his head, and maybe ten balloons in his mouth, none of them blown up yet.  I smiled at his ridiculous mess of my decoration box.
“Thanks guys, we’ll come back in a bit” I said as Stiles was shrugging on his red hoodie.
“Ready?” He asked, and I nodded.  His hand was on the small of my back as he lead me out of the apartment.  I took a deep breath, and Stiles chuckled.  “It’s gonna be fine, I already told you”
“I know it’s just.. It’s her first birthday I want it to be special” But he gave me a reassuring smile as we walked out of the building.
“And it will be, I promise you it’ll go great” He told me.  “She’s gonna have so much fun. Get so much attention and presents, and we are going to eat a shit ton of cake” I laughed a little, which seemed to make him relieved.
“Alright we gotta get to the bakery fast I don’t know how quickly they can make a custom cake”
back at the apartment
“Do you think that the balloons should be separated? Like all over the apartment or should we keep them all together?” Scott asked.  Allison looked over and shrugged her shoulders.
“I like it either way” She answered, then went back to her cooking.
“How about we put streamers along both sides of all the doorway-”
“Do you think they’ll ever tell each other?”  Allison asked abruptly, and Scott spun around.
“Who- what?”
“Stiles and y/n.  Duh” He chuckled at her response, but didn’t know how to answer.  “They can’t hide it from each other forever, right?” He thought for a moment, but still couldn’t find the words.  “Honestly, he was in deep before they even met, and it didn’t take her long either”
“Yeah actually he uh… he’s told me it started back in like.. The sixth grade” Allison’s brows rose as she stirred whatever batter she was making up.
“y/n hasn’t been able to admit it for a while, but I know it’s at least been since they met” Scott was smiling as he continued taping streamers everywhere.
“I hope for them that they get over this irrational fear of rejection and just-just pour it all out” Allison giggled at him, giving him a glance over her shoulder.
“I don’t think she knows anymore”
“Knows what?” Scott asked.
“Well… I think she used to tell.  I think she used to get the feeling that he liked her”
“He wasn’t the most discreet person in the world” Allison chuckled.
“But I think since… since Madi she doesn’t… doesn’t see it anymore” Scott nodded, hanging his head down.
“Should we do something about it?” He asked.
“What do you mean?”
“You know like.. Should we set them up? Get them to realize how in love with each other they are?” Allison seemed to ponder the idea.  “It could work you know”
“I don’t know Scott… I think y/n’s maybe got her hands full?”
“But that’s why he’s there, he’s there to help her with all of it” Scott said.
“Since when did you become a romantic novelist?” Allison muttered.
“Look Allison I just think they could use each other”
“I do too but…”
“I mean, he took off a year of school for her.”
“For us Scott-”
“Bullshit” They both laughed.  “You and I both know that he’s here for y/n” Allison turned around, discarding her brownies and wiping her hands with a rag.
“Yes… yes but I think…” Allison paused for a moment, wanting to be very careful about what she said next.  “Don’t you think that she should be able to choose something for herself?” She asked the question slowly.
“You think she wouldn’t choose him?” Scott replied, cocking his head to the side.
“No I think she would I just think it’s a decision that she needs to make for herself, you know?” Scott’s mouth opened as he realized what she meant.  “I think that she needs to be independent for a while… and I think that that’s what’s good for her right now” Scott nodded his head.
“Yeah, yeah that makes sense” Allison turned back to her brownie batter, picking up the bowl and pouring it into a glass pan.
“But have you seen the way he is with Madi?” She chuckled.
“Yeah, the kid loves him” Scott said with a smile as he went back to taping streamers.  Well, he was trying to.  The guy didn’t know the first thing about decorations or decorating styles.  The apartment looked like a funhouse, multi colored streamers taped to the most random spots on the ceiling.  (Allison hadn’t left the kitchen, she didn’t know her boyfriend was out there making the place look like Party City exploded inside y/n’s living room).
(back to the reader’s pov)
When I opened the door to the apartment, I gawked at the circus my living room had become.
“Do you like it!?” Scott asked hopefully.  He was tying a balloon to the handles on the tv cabinets.
“Wow” Stiles said under his breath.  “Allison didn’t help you, huh buddy?” Scott shook his head, still bearing a big proud smile.
“Nope!” He said, and walked over to us.  “I did it all on my own!”
“Yeah… yeah I see that” I said, laughing slightly.
“Is it okay?” Scott’s features fell, and I gave him a bright and reassuring smile.
“It’s amazing Scott, thanks for the help” He pretended to tip his hat at me, and went back to work ting balloons on anything he could.  Stiles gave me a look, and I just smiled and head into the kitchen.
“Hey sweetie!” Allison greeted.  She was putting chocolate frosting on a pan of brownies.  The smell was all over the kitchen and it made my mouth water.  “No!” She must’ve read my mind cause she smacked my hand and scolded me.
“Fine fine” I rolled my eyes.  “But seriously, you didn’t have to make all of this”
“I don’t mind” She shrugged.  “How’d the bakery go?”
“They couldn’t do the writing on it” Stiles said, sitting down at the table.  Allison raised an eyebrow, and I set the box on the counter to show her.  I opened it up, revealing the white frosted cake with a border of pink and blue flowers.  The whole middle was empty.
“Oh that’s an easy fix” Allison said, waving a hand in the air and opening up a cabinet.  “We’ve got these bags and all you gotta do is put some frosting in there and you can write any message you want”
“Really? I have those?” I asked, not knowing that we owned any.
“Well, I do.  I brought over everything this morning” Allison said.
“Thanks Alli”
“Not yet, I haven’t given you my extra batch of pink frosting” SHe handed me the bowl.  “Okay, now you can thank me” I giggled as she went back to her brownies.
“Thank you Allison.  I don’t know what’d I do without ya” I kissed her cheek quickly and got to work scooping frosting into the decorating tube.
“Still glad you’re spending the year here Stilinski” Allison asked as I began writing as neatly as I could.
“Yeah I am, Beacon Hills has always been much more thrilling” He answered.
“Yeah but community college can’t be that fun” She said.  I gave her a look, unsure of why she chose right now to have this conversation.  “What?” Allison asked innocently.  “I’m making conversation”
“It’s not bad.  It’s easier than GWU” Stiles said, ignoring our small side conversation.
“Oh I’m sure it is.  Besides your favorite pers- people- are here” Stiles chuckled, and I caught a hint of pink on his cheeks but he quickly looked down to his phone.  I ignored it.
“Yeah” Was all he said.
“Should I say ‘Madison Rose’ or just ‘Madi’?” I asked, trying to direct the topic of conversation somewhere else.
“Madison Rose” Stiles said.
“Wow way to make it easy on her” Allison said, and I could tell that she rolled her eyes, even though I couldn’t see her.  I just knew by her tone.  When she used it, she couldn’t help the sassy.  It was just Allison.
“Well at least I didn’t let my boyfriend turn this place into  madhouse” Stiles retorted.  I sighed, this little banter thing they had would never go away. “What are you talking about you hoe”
“Allison” I scolded slightly, but she could hear my slight laugh so she didn’t listen.
“I’m just saying Scott might be like a were-clown or something.  Place looks like a circus”
“Stiles shut up before this spoon goes so far up your ass you’re choking on it-”
“I swear to God I’ll be at my wedding saying my vows, and you two will start fighting cause you thought one kicked the other’s seat” I said, shaking my head.
“Wrong” Allison sing songed pointing to me.  “One, I won’t be sitting in the boring crowd.  I’m your maid of honor don’t deny it” I giggled.  SHe came over to me, pretending to inspect my handiwork.  “And two, I wouldn’t want to pick a fight with the groom” I nudged her said, not so secretly checking to see if Stiles heard her.  But he was looking at his phone.  Allison giggled, walking back to her spot across the kitchen again.
“Why don’t you go see what Scott did to my living room?” I told her.  Allison shrugged a shoulder.
“Maybe I will” She walked towards the room.  “I’m sure he did wonder- SCOTT WHAT THE HELL!?” I slapped a hand over my mouth but Stiles didn’t even try to hide his laughter.
“Baby you like it?” I walked out to Allison, and Stiles followed.  Scott was currently upside down on the couch, legs sticking out wildly in the air as he was taping balloons all around the coffee table.  It was a cage of rainbow ribbons.
“Wow babe… I didn't know you were so skilled at decorating”
“RIght? Me neither” I giggled slightly, shooting a glance to Stiles.  He had the same look on his face.
“You did great” Allison said, patting Scott’s shoulders and giving him a quick peck on the lips.
“Yeah Scott, you could’ve had a future career in this” Stiles said, and again I had to cough to hide my laughter.
“Thanks but I think I’m gonna stick to being a veterinarian” Scott said, and I went into the kitchen to secretly laugh.
“All good choices” Stiles said, more sarcasm in his tone.
“H-hey was he being sarcastic?” I head Scott ask Allison.
“No sweetie, he’s probably just jealous”
Oh poor Scott.
“Surprise we’re here-! WHAT IN THE FUCK!?”
And that’s how Scott realized we were all making fun of him.
By the end of the night, most of the streamers had been ripped down by Lydia, who claimed you just couldn’t walk through his place without getting it in your hair.  There was wrapping paper and tissue paper everywhere, and Madi’s face still had cake and frosting all over her face.  Thank God I snapped that picture in time.
“Are we gonna go over there and break that up?” Scott asked as he pointed to the corner of the room where Allison and Stiles were screaming their heads off.
“SHE LOVED MINE BETTER!”
“STILES WHAT LITTLE GIRL WANTS A LIGHT SABER?” “OH SO SHE WANTED THE MERMAID BARBIE!? SHE CAN’T EVEN BATHE ON HER OWN DUMBASS”
“Nah.. I wanna see where this goes” Lydia said, and took a picture on her phone of Allison mid scream.
“Besides, he neighbors haven’t complained.  Why close up the entertainment now?” I said, taking a stack of plates to the kitchen.
“Here, let me” Scott said, taking them from my hands before I could set them in the sink.
“Thanks Scott” I smiled, and went to Madi instead.  “Alright time for a little bath you are messy” I said with a wide smile.
“Bath!? I’ve got just the toy!” Allison ran over, a pink mermaid doll in hand.  Stiles tripped her.
“Why don’t you let me take her?” Lydia chuckled, and I let her take Madi from my arms.
“Okay thanks” I said.  “I’m gonna go outside and get some air, but I’ll be back in a bit” I told her, and she nodded.
“I’ll hold down the fort for ya” I chuckled as I slipped on flats and grabbed my coat before walking out to the hallway.  I made my way outside.  This February has been a pretty chilly one for Beacon Hills, but at least tonight it wasn’t cold enough that I could see my breath.
It was a pretty night, the sky was pretty dark, and there were no clouds so all of the stars were visible.  It was the kind of scenery that you see photographs of and people use as wallpaper on their phones.  I was almost tempted to pull out my phone and take a picture, but it was much more beautiful in person.  I sat down on the curb of the sidewalk, clasping my hands together as my fingers got colder.  It was getting pretty late, so not many cars drove past me.  It was just me and the stars.  How poetic.
“There you are” I turned to see Stiles walking over to me.  I offered him a small smile as he grew closer.  “What’re you doing out here?”
“Catching a break from the craziness” I answered, and he nodded slightly.
“Mind if I sit?”
“Go right ahead, it’s a beautiful view tonight” I said.
“Yeah it is” He smiled, staring intently at me.
“Shut up” I mumbled, hoping my face wasn’t as red as I felt.  He didn’t say anything, but at least he looked away from me and at the sky.
“I think Scott’s is going to cry once he’s alone tonight.  Lydia laid it on quite thick on how her has striped streamers with the polka dot streamers” I giggled and brushed my hands through my hair.
“Yeah, he better stick with UC Davis, the guy’s got no sense of decor” I said, and Stiles laughed too.  I shivered and shuffled over closer to him.  “Thanks for taking me over to the bakery last minute today by the way” I said, and he nodded.
“No problem.  It was funny watching you scramble around anyways” I laughed nervously, looking down at my lap for a moment.  “But it was great, and Alli told me you took tons of pictures”
“I did, I was thinking of making a scrapbook or something” I said.  “I’ve been looking on pinterest and stuff for all those ‘baby’s first birthday’ and stuff, and a lot of people kept a scrapbook for the first year or so” Stiles smiled and nodded.
“Yeah I can see you liking that.  Especially later on in life when she’s older you know?” I grinned and nodded.
“Right! I think it could be really cute” I said, rubbing my hands together.
“Are you cold?”
“Sort of.  I didn’t think I’d need more than my coat but I guess-”
“Well that’s an easy fix, here” Stiles reached over, wrapping his hands around mine and holding them on his leg.  I looked over at him, studying his features while he was looking down at our hands.  There was a small and soft smile on his face, honey brown eyes looking as warm as his skin felt on mine.  His thumbs were brushing gently over the backs of my hands.  I think he caught my stare, because his head turned and his eyes were staring into mine.  And as cliche as it sounds, I’m pretty sure my heart stopped.  Our noses were only centimeters from bumping together.  My breath hitched and I swallowed tightly.
“Thanks” I said weakly, and dared a glance down to his lips.  God I wanted to kiss them.  Were they as soft as they looked?
“No problem” He responded, smiling just slightly.  I caught him when his lashes flicked down, and my heart sped up so fast he had to have heard it.  He leaned forward just barely, but enough for me to see and mimic his actions.
“Stiles! Tell Scott that drinking three bottles of Mountain Dew does not make you a badass!” We sprung apart the moment Allison came outside yelling.  She immediately looked guilty, but covered up the second I shook my head.  A small action, only noticed by her.  It was my secret message saying not to mention anything.
“What?” Stiles asked, standing and rubbing the back of his neck as he came over to Scott and Allison.
“I think drinking sugar in one day is pretty badass” Scott shrugged, putting his hands into his jacket pockets.  I shook my head, smiling sadly down to the ground as I stood up.
“Good for you Scott” I said, patting his shoulder as I walked past them.  “I’m gonna head inside and check on Lydia and Madi”
I went inside without any other words shared with my friends.  I stuffed my hands into my pockets in fists.  They were pushing against the fabric so hard I was worried they’d rip right through.  My head was buzzing with thoughts so fast it was beginning to hurt, and all I wanted was to see my daughter and Lydia.
Entering the apartment I kicked my shoes off randomly and dropped my coat to the floor.
“Lyd?” I called.
“Mama!” I smiled softly and went into the nursery.  Which I’m not sure could really be called that anymore…
“Hey y/n” Lydia was in the rocking chair, Madi on her lap.  She was in her pajamas, and her hair was dry and soft looking.
“Hi there sweetheart” I sat on the small rocking stool in front of them, facing Lydia and Madi.
“You okay hon?” Lydia asked, and I rose my brows, letting out  long sigh.  “Uh oh, what happened?”
“I think I just had an almost kiss with Stiles” I said, eyes wide as I stared at her.  Her lips pulled into a big grin.
“y/n that’s great” She said quietly but happily.
“No, no it’s not great”
“What?” Her happiness instantly turned to shock.
“I mean what would’ve happened if I kissed him Lydia?”
“For one you’d confess your love for one another get married and ride off into the sunset on a rainbow pony” I rolled my eyes, but it seemed to make Madi smile.  She probably thought it was a story.
“Mama” Her hands reached out for me, and Lydia lifted into my lap.  I bounced her on my knee and continued with Lydia.
“And what would happen even if we did like each other? We date?”
“Well that’s what most people who like each other do” Lydia said sarcastically with a giggle.  I sighed again.
“And what would happen if we stopped liking each other? Or we broke up? We’d never be friends again Lyd.  I don’t want that”
“If you’re going to look at all the what ifs of life, then what’s the point of doing anything?” Lydia told me.  I wasn’t sure how to reply to that.  Because I knew she was right, of course she was she was Lydia Martin for Christ’s sake.  But I still had the nagging feeling of worry in my stomach.  I didn’t want to lose Stiles.  “Just keep that in mind no matter what you choose to do, alright?” I nodded, and Madi leaned her head back until she hit my chest.
“Baby are you tired?” I asked, and she gave me a nod, recognize the word.  “Alright, let’s get you tucked in alright?” She nodded again, and lifted her arms for me to lift her.  I walked her over to her worn crib, setting her down and pulling the blankets over her.  She clutched onto her pink stuffed elephant, holding it close to her chest and nuzzling her face into it’s soft fuzz.  “Goodnight sweetheart, happy birthday” I said in a whisper before kissing her head.  Lydia followed me out of her room.  We found Allison Scott and Lydia back in the living room.  Allison and Scott in their coats and shoes.
“When’s your flight tomorrow?” Allison asked as she came over to hug Lydia goodbye.
“Early” The strawberry blonde sighed before pulling away.  “But I’m glad I could come here for the weekend for her birthday” She said, giving Scott a quick side hug.  “And see you guys” She hugged Stiles next.
“Yeah we’re glad we got to see you too” Stiles said.  Lydia turned and came over to me.  She hugged me tightly, rubbing back and resting her chin on my shoulder.
“I’m gonna miss you guys” She said, pulling away after what felt like a long time.
“We’ll miss you too” I told her.  “I’ll make sure to FaceTime you”
“Good.  With Madi too.  I might miss her more than the rest of you losers” I laughed softly and nodded.
“I’ll make sure of it” I said as she opened the door.
“Bye guys, see you in the summer” We waved and called goodbye.  Allison and Scott put on their shoes next, both hugging Stiles and I and saying their goodbyes.  I thanked them again for all of their help.
“And then there were two” Stiles said, and I laughed slightly.
“You staying here tonight?” I asked, and he shrugged, already cleaning off the couch.  I took that as an answer of yes.  So I went back to my room to get extra blankets.  When I came back he was already laying on the sofa, scrolling through his phone.  “You know” I said, pulling blankets over top of him.  “I could always get one of those couches that pull out into a bed.  Then you’d have something comfortable to sleep on” He looked up at me, and set his phone down, turning it off.
“Yeah but those are expensive, and I don’t think I’m here often enough to need a whole bed-”
“You’re here five days out of the week” I said with a chuckle, straightening the blankets out.
“Are you tucking me in?” He asked, and I flushed.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry I totally just mommed you it’s habit” He was laughing, and my blush stayed present.
“You’re fine, I like the special treatment” I beckoned for him to lift his head up, and slid a pillow under him.  “You gonna tell me sweet dreams and kiss me goodnight too?” I giggled, setting my hands on his chest and leaning over to press a featherlight kiss to his forehead.
“Sweet dreams Stiles” I said softly when I pulled back.
“Sweet dreams y/n” He whispered back to me.  I smiled slightly, and walked out of the room, flicking off the lights, and going to my own bed.
If you’re going to look at all the what ifs of life, then what’s the point of doing anything?
me: *skipping an singing* you almost kissed you almost kissed!
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xoxo ~ jordie
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