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Stiles x gn!reader
A/N - this is my first Stiles x reader and also my longest fic so far. Sorry if it's not great I've kinda had it in my crafts for a while :)
Sighing in frustration you hung up your phone before focusing back onto the road. This is the third phone call you'd made to Stiles, and he still hadn't answered. You pulled into the street that the Stilinski's lived and took a deep breath to try and keep your tears at bay.
You and Stiles had been dating for a month or two now, but you weren't one hundred percent in the relationship. All you wanted was to stop holding back r
You were on the run; you might have to leave at any minute. But lately you had felt yourself become closer and closer with Stiles, letting your guard down, and you weren't sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing.
Tonight, you had gotten a text from an anonymous number. It was your mum, she was coming. Soon. You didn't know what to do. You had built relationships in the town and you didn't want to leave, but you didn't want to burden the pack with your problems.
The only person that knew about your relationship with your mother was Stiles. He found you one time when you were crying. It had been the anniversary of your father's death and you weren't at school, so Stiles came looking for you. He found you at your apartment in a ball on your bed crying.
Since then, yours and Stiles’ relationship grew. He was there for you. Which was making this whole situation even harder. You could stay here in Beacon Hills with the people you love, or you could leave to protect yourself and maybe even the pack.
You just needed Stiles.
As you pulled into his driveway you began to call Stiles again.
"Hey this is Stiles, leave a message at the-“
You grabbed the key you have to the house from your car and made your way towards the door. As you were walking up you could barely hold yourself together. It seemed like everything was crashing down building towards an initial meltdown.
You took a shuddering breath before pushing open the door to a dark house.
You checked your phone to see the time was 1:16. You were mindful that the sheriff was probably asleep as you tiptoed through the house and up the stairs towards Stiles' room.
When you open the door, it was dark like the rest of the house. The only light in the room was the moon through the curtains and his alarm clock with bright red numbers. You spot his sleeping face practically passed out.
"Stiles," you croaked out. His eyes fluttered a little bit before staying closed. "Stiles." you said a bit more forcefully.
His eyes opened slowly before seeing a shadowy figure at his door. He quickly sat up getting ready to scream, looking for his baseball bat.
"Stiles! Stiles wait, it's just me.”
"What are you doing here?" He asked and looked at the alarm clock next to his bed and turning a lamp on, looking at how late it was.
You looked at him and his concerned face and saw how much he cared for you. The dam in your mind finally broke and everything finally came crashing down.
"I- I," you stammered looking for an answer as tears fell down your face. You looked at Stiles with a broken face and he got up from his bed and brought you into a hug.
"Baby what's going on." He asked with concern in his eyes, "has something happened, are you hurt?"
The concern that shown in his eyes made you cry even harder.
"I-, it's my mum. She sent me an anonymous text saying that she found me. And now I'm going to have to leave before she finds me, and I don't know what to do and I’m freaking out cause you’re my everything and I have to leave you.” You let out a shaky breath and he brought you into a tight hug. “But maybe I'm just to co-dependent and it's become unhealthy. But I don’t even want to think about what I would do without you, but I never want to put you in harm’s way ever. And my mind is so jumbled up I just don't even know what to think anymore."
You put your head in the junction between his head and shoulder not wanting to see his face.
"Oh baby." He muttered, pulling you closer. “You complete me and I never want you to leave.”
"Please... Please just hold me." You brokenly whispered. Stiles pulled you even closer if that was possible and started walking towards the bed.
"C'mon it's late and you need some sleep. We can talk in the morning." He said in your ear as let you go to get under the covers. You pulled off your shoes before getting in as well and resting your head on his chest. You closed your eyes and Stiles ran his fingers through your hair.
You could hear his heartbeat in his chest lulling you to sleep. And his evening out breath. You could tell he was asleep, but your thoughts were too loud for you to sleep.
What were you supposed to do? How could you stay and potentially put the people you love in danger? But you didn't want to leave. You had finally built relationships around you. Finally, people to call friends. Finally, people to call family. And Stiles. You couldn't describe how much he meant to you.
You looked up at him. When you look at him you see his kindness, his ambition, his determination. You saw how devoted he is to his friends; despite all the challenges he faces he's always there for them... For you.
You remembered all the time things had been too much. All the times you just couldn't do it anymore. The times you felt like you had no-one to turn to. And in those times you saw Stiles. Every time he was there for you, no matter what.
Tears came to your eyes as you realized how much you loved him. You leaned up to press a light kiss to his lips. You loved him, everything about him. You couldn't leave him.
Fireworks and Milkshakes
Teen Wolf
Request: No
Summary: Stiles x fem!reader. New Years with Stiles is chaotic.
Words: 1,637
Warnings: TENSION : ) also shitty writing :))
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The smell of cinnamon was overpowering in the tiny living room the McCall pack was currently sitting in. Lydia insisted that whenever they were at her lake house it needed to smell and look good at all times so there was always a candle burning. Y/N sat nestled in the corner of the couch Stiles next to her, Isaac sitting on her other side in an armchair, and Kira was resting against her legs.
On the TV mainly as background noise, was the New York ball drop at Times Square. They were about two hours time away from the New Year. And hopefully, this coming year would be much better and SAFER than the last.
“Alright, I say we make milkshakes!” Malia announced standing from her spot on the other side of the couch. Scott also got up with the girl stretching out his arms.
“I agree, I’m practically falling asleep waiting for midnight so I think we need something to do,” he said, making everyone stand up and head to the kitchen. Lydia pulled the ingredients out for a variety of different kinds of milkshakes and clasped her hands together.
“I have an idea,” she said pulling out a couple of blenders. As to why she had more than one was a mystery yet to be solved.
“I say we have ourselves a little competition,” she smiled innocently and continued. “We split into teams of two and we try to make the best milkshake we possibly can.”
“Oh but wait we’ll need a judge!” Lydia exclaimed looking at her hands. Corey jumped up excitedly, “Mason and I will judge! Right, Mason?”
“Uh, yeah sure sounds like fun,” Mason smiled at his boyfriend.
“Okay everyone split off and I’ll start a timer so we don’t miss the count down,” Lydia said walking off to grab her phone from the living room.
Scott and Kira paired up obviously, they’d been dating for nearly two and a half years, they were a well-oiled machine!
Malia and Isaac paired, they hadn’t known each other long but they got along fine, they’d even gone bowling together once so what could go wrong, right?
Liam and Theo teamed up as per usual, since the whole ghost rider incident they’d grown quite close and they had been going out for about a month after they realized there was something more to their relationship.
Jordan waited patiently by the island for Lydia to return so they could pair together as well, them also dating. It seemed as if everyone in the pack had someone so that just left Stiles and Y/N to team up, best friends since kindergarten.
“Well, Stilinski which flavor should we go for?” Y/N smiled at him walking to one of the free blenders. He rested on the counter and tilted his head to look at her.
“I say strawberry, but feel free to argue if you have a better idea,” he turned and rested his back against the countertop to get a better look at Y/N. His sleeves of the plaid her currently adorned were rolled up to his elbows. Showing off his defined forearms. Y/N couldn’t help but glance at the skin displayed. She lost her train of thought for a brief moment.
“Uh, yeah. Yeah, strawberry sounds delicious, and maybe we can add dark chocolate pieces and fresh strawberries and start with a Vanilla base?” She pulled herself together. Stiles nodded just as Lydia returned iPhone in manicured hand.
“Alright, I’ll set the timer so we have just enough time to go out and light fireworks,” she clicked on her screen and everyone got into position, including Mason and Corey who took seats at the island and pulled out their phones to pass the time.
“On your mark, get set, GO!” Lydia announced. Everyone began fixing their frosty treats.
Stiles and Y/N wasted no time grabbing their ingredients. They barely even spoke seeming to read each other’s minds or at least that’s what it looked like on the outside. Y/N began chopping strawberries and Stiles broke up the chocolate.
By the end, their shake looked simply to die for. Kira and Scott’s looked amazing as well, along with Lydia and Jordan’s. Theo and Liam argued basically the entire time like an old married couple and barely finished a simple chocolate shake. Malia and Isaac somehow managed to spill their shake getting it all over themselves, Malia taking Isaac’s face and smearing a line across his forehead chanting, “Simba.” Which in turn made everyone cackle madly with laughter.
Liam and Theo managed to win the competition somehow, and it is still dumbfounding to think about. Corey said something about not being able to beat the classics and Liam said love was their secret ingredient which made Theo roll his eyes violently.
About 15 minutes before the ball drop they all shuffled outside in jackets to light the singular firework they had gotten from very understocked Walmart. The firework was a brilliant green and gold which was quite beautiful actually in Y/N’s opinion. After that, they cracked out the sparklers, and Stiles and Y/N waved them at each other like wands pretending to battle. Stiles claimed to have won but Y/N disagreed saying nobody could beat her at a magic duel, Stiles reluctantly agreed due to her puppy dog eyes.
Now they were all back in the living room 5 minutes from the ball drop and the New Year.
“I still think our shake was the best,” Y/N complained. Stiles nodded along slinging an arm across the back of the couch next to her head.
“No way, Stiles put ninety percent dark chocolate in. That shit was bitter as hell. My taste buds still haven’t recovered,” you could practically see the pain in Mason’s eyes.
“I think it still tasted okay,” Y/N patted Stiles’ thigh making him jump a tad. Scott laughed at him silently. The heat from Stiles’ arm against Y/N’s neck was quite distracting for her so she barely could comprehend what he was trying to say to her. Lydia walked over to the stereo system during this and turned on some music.
“Huh? What’d ya say?” She asked. Stiles rolled his eyes and his hand rested on her shoulder further clouding her thoughts. Did he know what he did to her? Probably not he was dense as a brick.
“I asked what your resolution is?” He repeated. She thought for a moment trying her best to gather her thoughts again.
“I want to go into the year doing something new I think,” she replied hesitantly.
“And how would that be?” Stiles asked her. He was so close she could feel his breath on her ear and neck.
“I’m not… I’m not sure yet,” she looked at her hands.
“Well good luck with that then, Y/N/N,” he said holding her hand. This was common for them, physical intimacy that was. At least PLATONIC intimacy, hand-holding, blowing kisses, etc. Nothing had ever happened between the childhood friends but they both secretly longed for each other. Pining since their freshman year for one another.
Y/N let out a sigh as Stiles leaned in close again.
“Only a minute until the New Year you better figure out that resolution of yours soon,” he laughs a lopsided grin on his face. They turned towards each other preparing for the countdown. They had agreed earlier that they’d give each other a quick peck at midnight not wanting to be left out seeing as they were basically surrounded by couples. Everyone knew their plan so they weren’t worried about kissing in front of the pair and making them feel bad or something like that.
“Alright! Ten! Nine! Eight!” Everyone cheered.
“You still want to do this no second thoughts?” Stiles asked Y/N. She nodded quickly.
“A quick peck. In and out. Easy peasy. And then everything is back to normal,” she looked down again at their hands. Stiles frowned but it went unnoticed by Y/N.
“Five! Four! Three! Two! ONE!”
Stiles kept his free hand by his waist unsure as to where to keep it and Y/N’s hand went to the back of his neck pulling him in. They stayed still for a moment awkwardly. The kiss was rigid and unmoving, but as Y/N’s fingers went into Stiles’ hair and they began to actually kiss Stiles’ palm rested on the side of her face and the kiss was deepened. His hand slide down her jawline and he held her tightly. Y/N’s face tilted up into his and her other hand let go of his other and she ran her hand through his hair pulling him in impossibly closer and draping her arm over his shoulder. His free hand went to the back of her head and he stroked her hair. Y/N was on fire she was burning under the soft touches of his fingertips. She burned for him.
He finally pulled away, Y/N following his head but he held her back slightly wanting to get a word in.
“You taste like strawberries,” he said airly. She laughed trying to pull back.
“You are so stupi-” He went in again cutting her off and they burnt together. Y/N’s hands fell to his cheeks and she smiled slightly.
“I only think of you,” she whispered. He hummed pushing a strand of hair out of her face. Her eyes were still closed as she relished in their closeness.
“I completed my resolution,” She said.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. I went into the new year doing something new didn’t I?”
“I suppose so, Y/N,” he smiled. Their friends sat staring at the pair with wide eyes.
“Finally,” Lydia rolled her eyes. Everyone agreeing.
“Oh shut up,” Y/N laughed. Stiles looked at her with adoration.
“I’m glad you chose me to go into the new year with,” he nudged her nose.
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