She hopes that he knows she’s doing this for him. The last party she’d gone to, she gotten used as a distraction, stabbed in the back–literally–and got trapped inside of a confined space with a murderous teenaged lizard. It wasn’t something that she’d like to re-live if she could at all help it. Still, the way that he calls her princess, and the way that he smiles at her, makes her happy to be going anywhere with him. As long as it was him. It’s the small things, she knows, that help their relationship get past the fact that she’d nearly killed him, and the fact that she’d nearly died herself.
It was the little things, like the fact that he’d reached for her hand in the short walk to the car, and the way that she didn’t want to let go of it, even for him to drive. The little things like watching the excited glow in his eyes as they drove to the party, and how she thought he might jump out of his seat when they got there. She understands his excitement–his need to feel normal with her. It’s there, for her too, but she’d had a little bit more practice at being anything but normal. She was used to the weird looks, and the craziness. And she suspected that he was, too, even if he did like to pretend that he wasn’t.
As she looked at the house from the car window, she twisted her ring nervously around her finger, and looked back over at him. “We need a plan. What do I do if someone hits on you, because I don’t think the glowing eye thing is gonna work.”
if...-- wait, if someone hits on him? he is more than mildly shocked, unaware of her adoration but still entirely cognizant of how much she cares about him. he’s still stiles stilinski, the nerd who orchestrated matching star wars costumes for a party -- he still participated in online gaming communities that involved slaying magical creatures. he still knew everything there was to know about marvel, and dc. and erica? she had struggled before, that much had been evident. he hadn’t paid much attention to her before she had turned, but after? the bite had ignited her, turned her confident and strong. he remembered her saying that she still thought he was kinda cute, that she used to have a crush on him ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ he didn’t think that could have lasted or carried past lycanthropy and DEATH. she was beautiful, the same but somehow different after she had been taken away. he still wanted every part of her, from the darkness to the light -- and even the sass. he was just surprised every day that she had wanted him.
❛ that’s hilarious, ❜ he starts, turning off the engine and sitting with her for a beat or two. ❛ if anyone out of the two of us is getting hit on tonight, it’s probably the one with great boobs, ❜ he looks down at his own very flat chest, emphasizing the fact that it was her. a lightsaber wasn’t as dense as a baseball bat, but he wouldn’t be afraid to use it regardless. ❛ if anyone hits on you this thing is going right up their as-- ❜ he’s cut off by the sound of loud music and screams of joy coming from the house, ⎯⎯⎯⎯ they all knew erica was alive and the last the pack was aware, she had been under the control of the nogitsune and attempted to sink her claws into stiles’ throat. to figure out that the two were official? that would be interesting. he was silent a moment, looking over at her with a more serious expression dominating his visage. ❛ if you feel uncomfortable at all -- i’ll take us back. just say the word. ❜ he reaches over, resting his pointer under her chin and ( awkwardly ) leaning his body over for a less awkward kiss. then, he’s getting out of the car.
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