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witinashes:
“…Okay, yeah, but he didn’t mean to. It just kind of–slipped out,” Stuart said with a shrug, quietly studying her. After a moment, he murmured, “You were really just going to leave? What was your plan?”
“I didn’t have a plan,” she admitted, attempting to shrug it off, like it wasn’t really a big deal for her. She knew it was, but at the time all that mattered was that she was leaving.
witinashes:
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“You tried to run away.” He’d meant to pose the words as a question, but they’d come out more direct than he’d meant for them to.
“Scott told you,” She said quietly. She wasn’t angry, she had resigned herself to the fact that Stuart might find out.
the return | chatzy
SUMMARY: Takes place right after the Cora/Stiles chatzy. When Cora and Stiles make it back to the camp, Scott happens to be by the door keeping guard - as he had woken up and gotten worried when Stiles wasn’t there.
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little talks | chatzy
SUMMARY: Stiles corners Cora in the mess hall to discuss how she’s been avoiding him. Topics come up such as Stuart, the nogistune, and helping Stiles re-bandage his hand.
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witinashes:
“I want us to be together again too,” Stuart whispered back, the hand on her cheek sliding to rest against her neck as he moved back slightly, staring at her. That was all he had wanted since Cora had broken up with him in the first place. Though he had tried to act indifferent, he’d spent the better half of the past month in a foul mood. He hadn’t even fully been able to appreciate all of the good that had happened to the pack leading up to Christmas, too hung up on Cora.
Cora stared at Stuart, a soft smile on her face. She too had been bitter for the past month, all-knowing the reasons for it. The reason for her pent up anger in the first place was breaking up with Stuart. “Then we’re together again,” she said, like it was so simple. And maybe it would be. Everything felt simpler when she was with Stuart.
dhsourrwolf:
“I didn’t really forget, I did sometimes lose track of the days”.
“Now that... I can understand that.”
witinashes:
“I love you too,” Stuart mumbled back against her lips, his hand moving to rest on her cheek as he tilted his head to deepen the kiss. He’d wanted to hate her. That would have made losing her easier, but even when he’d given up all hope that she would ever change her mind, he hadn’t stopped loving her. After a moment, he pulled back just slightly, eyes opening slowly before he was whispering, “What does this mean?”
When Stuart pulled away from the kiss, Cora gave him a little space. He had enough space, but she wanted to make sure that he would be okay. That he really did want to be with her. “I want us to be together again,” she said, sliding her hands around his waist loosely. Enough to keep him there, only if he wanted to be there.
dhsourrwolf:
“It was just never important..I was alone so what was there to celebrate?”
Originally posted by tidyholmes
“I guess. I never forgot mine, though.”
feeltheflames:
“I’m sorry,” Cora whispered, stepping even closer into his space. She missed him too much, but there was still a part of her that was scared. Still, when Stiles had come to get her, she let herself believe for the faintest of moments that it was Stuart, that he didn’t want her to leave. “Can we-” she leaned in, slowly, giving him enough time to pull away if he didn’t want to kiss her.
“It’s okay,” Stuart whispered back. And it wasn’t, not really, but the apology was so abnormal coming from Cora that he was willing to accept it. He had no idea what had changed her mind, and at this point, he didn’t really care. When she leaned in, Stuart drew a sharp breath, and though he knew that she was giving him the chance to pull away, he didn’t want to. There was no decision to make: kissing Cora just felt right. He closed the remaining distance between them, the kiss firm and his free hand smoothing down her arm as he tugged her close.
Cora felt her entire body relax when Stuart returned the kiss, her arms wrapping around his waist. She hadn't realized how starved she was of this, but it just felt like her entire world had been righted. "I love you," she whispered into his lips, fingers clinging to his hips like her life depended on it.
feeltheflames:
She looked down at their hands, finding a surprising amount of comfort from the touch. “I can’t sleep without you,” she started, letting her words spill out. Stuart needed to know how she really felt. She needed to tell him. “And I didn’t mean what I said- that I don’t want to be with you. I just thought it’d make it easier for you to let me go.”
Stuart drew in a sharp breath at her words, his hand tightening against hers. He hadn’t been sleeping particularly well on his own either: he’d gotten used to having Cora curled up next to him each night. His eyes closed briefly before he was looking back up at her. “It didn’t make it easier. It just made it hurt more,” the leshy said quietly.
"I'm sorry," Cora whispered, stepping even closer into his space. She missed him too much, but there was still a part of her that was scared. Still, when Stiles had come to get her, she let herself believe for the faintest of moments that it was Stuart, that he didn't want her to leave. "Can we-" she leaned in, slowly, giving him enough time to pull away if he didn't want to kiss her.
witinashes:
“In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not very good at this either,” Stuart pointed out, the fire gone from his voice. He had never dealt well with social situations, and in the past, he had tended to just avoid social interactions in general so that he didn’t have to deal with it. In this world, that wasn’t an option. He hesitated for a moment before he was stepping into her space, an uncertain hand taking hers.
She looked down at their hands, finding a surprising amount of comfort from the touch. “I can’t sleep without you,” she started, letting her words spill out. Stuart needed to know how she really felt. She needed to tell him. “And I didn’t mean what I said- that I don’t want to be with you. I just thought it’d make it easier for you to let me go.”
feeltheflames:
“Exactly! You aren’t doing anything! You’re supposed to give some stupid speech or something that makes it easier to talk.”
A groan fell from Stuart’s lips as his eyes once again rolled into the back of his head. “You broke up with me, and you want me to give some stupid speech? What do you want from me? Do you want me to grovel, to beg you to take me back? I’ve pretty much already been doing that for the past month, Cora,” he snapped.
"I'm not good at this, Stuart! There are things I want to tell you, but I can't figure out how to word it. I can't just say whatever comes to mind. I don't-" she groaned, shaking her head. "You don't need to do anything."
witinashes:
“I’m not doing anything!” Stuart protested, his voice defensive and he met her eyes. “How am I making this difficult? You’re the one who always makes this difficult!”
“Exactly! You aren’t doing anything! You’re supposed to give some stupid speech or something that makes it easier to talk.”
witinashes:
Stuart’s scowl dropped at the muttered admission, and his eyes fell to the ground, his pulse quickening. He didn’t know what to do with that information, and he was half-tempted to just leave and not have to deal with it, but this was what he’d been wanting to hear Cora say for months. “I miss you too,” he said quietly, his arms crossing as his gaze stayed determinedly on the floor.
Cora groaned, crossing her arms over her chest. “You-” She huffed out a breath. “You’re making this so difficult.”
witinashes:
Stuart scowled, rolling his eyes back at her. “You’ve spent the past month pretty much telling me the opposite of that, so I was pretty sure I must not have heard you right.”
“I was lying,” Cora muttered under her breath, like it was difficult to spit out. In all reality, she was struggling to hold it in.
witinashes:
Stuart startled, his heart lurching painfully and his eyes opening wider as he looked back at Cora. “…What?” he asked, positive that he must have misheard her.
“What, are you deaf?” She asked, rolling her eyes. “I’m not repeating myself.”
witinashes:
“…I guess so.”
She took a deep breath, gazing at him for a moment like she was looking at a long lost relative. It was a look that she did well, all things considered. “I miss you.”
