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Like this if you think I need to bring this blog back!!! Who still needs this Stiles?!?!
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are you on hiatus or something
I'm on a bit of hiatus at the moment because my interest in things have deteriorated I'm going to try to start getting back on again though
Honey Iâm Home: Stydia
Stiles hesitates at her request of putting his gun away but he takes it and he moves to place it in the drawer of the bed side table before he walks over and he grabs the strawberry blonde girl by her hips and he gently pulls her toward him and captures her lips with his own in a hungry manner, needing her now more than ever. His mind was racing but all he wanted to do was get lost in Lydia Martin.
Stiles hesitates, heart pounding in his chest as he looks down and he lifts a hand to rub at the back of his neck awkwardly while chewing the inside of his cheek. "Scott....I uh....I really like you, like....I like you as way more than just my best friend," he exhales and he slowly glances up, cheeks a light shade of pink now.
âyou ought to be asleep.â
âI donât want to sleep..I am here now.â
Stiles thinks for a moment as he watches her closely and he leans in to press his lips to her forehead. "I was going to have the whole lacrosse team do a choreographed routine to ask you to prom but you won't get it now," he teases as he looks her in the eyes and pushes some hair from her face.
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Stiles muffles a soft sound against Isaacâs lips and he smiles as he pulls back, âI can help you find a job a lot of places are hiring around the place Iâm renting,â he explains before he pulls the gun from his pants and he tucks it under his pillow before he lays down and he gently tugs Isaac down with him. He tangles himself up with his boyfriend and he buries his face against the taller boyâs neck and breathes in his scent. âFuck I missed you....Iâm sorry about the gun,â he mutters.
Open to Anyone
Stiles was a bit confused, âWait you broke up because he wanted to go and you didnât? Or you broke up for another reason and he went back?â he asks still a bit groggy from just waking up. âDo you...Do you need to stay here for awhile while youâre in town?â he asks figuring he could help at least in that capacity. He found himself staring at Ethan as he lifts his shirt and tucks the gun away into the hem of his jeans.
Open to Anyone
Stiles was a bit concerned hearing Isaac say he had slept outside of his house since he left, that was a long time, many nights to spend doing such a thing. âIsaac....you could have stayed in my room,â he utters before they enter his bedroom and he gently tugs Isaac over to his bed as he sits down. âDo you...would you like to come back with me when things are done here? I have an apartment not far from the academy you can stay with me, find a job in the area if you want?â he suggests to his boyfriend.
Open to Anyone
It was odd seeing Ethan again but Stiles was glad to see the guy none the less. He lowers the gun in his half asleep state but keeps hold of it just in case. âKnocking? I didnât hear any knocking....â he must have been pretty out of it until of course Ethan just walked on in. âWhat are you doing here anyway? Get in a fight with Jackson or something?â
Honey Iâm Home: Stydia
Stiles wraps his arms around the girl and he smiles a bit at her words but he untangles himself from her after a moment and he lifts the bottom half of his shirt revealing the firearm to her. âThough I am still very very excited to see you,â he utters as he drops his shirt back down and he leans in to capture her lips with his own. When the kiss is over he keeps his hands on her hips and he presses his forehead to hers. âCan you believe they let me have a gun?â he jokes softly.
VERSE: Stiles Stilinski is Young!John Wick
Honey Iâm Home: Stydia
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It had been months since he parted ways with Lydia and he had missed her so much, returning home from his training at the Bureau was something he had looked forward too but he wasnât the same person that he had been when he left. Being away had surfaced a lot of his old trauma and things he was forced to deal with while he was gone and as he got out of his car, he adjusts the gun that is tucked into the waistband of his jeans and hidden under his shirt and the difference is apparent even in his features, he had let his hair grow out, he looked a bit darker in his eyes as he walks over to the red haired girl and he swoops her into his arms. âFuck I missed you,â he breathes into her strawberry locks as he grips her tightly to his chest.
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Stiles didnât expect the striding forward and his face being held and then the kiss but he welcomed it and he let his hands rest against his loverâs chest as he breathes out slowly when Isaac pulls back. âWell...youâre here now....fuck I missed you, I was afraid youâd be long gone by the time I came back home....I thought maybe youâd get tired of waiting for me,â he utters as he drops his hands and uses one hand to take Isaacâs hand and he slowly leads the way up to his bedroom.
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The voice touched his ears and made him blink and become aware of what he was doing and Stiles lowers the gun and looks up at Isaac, his boyfriend looked terrified and now he felt horrible for how his jerk reaction in his sleep was to grab his gun like that. âI-Isaac?â he breathes out as he tucks the gun into the hem of his jeans and pulls his shirt over it. âIâm sorry....itâs a reflex,â he utters, he had had so many nightmares while away at the agency that the gun made him feel safe and well, he hadnât meant to pull it on the other man. âI havenât been back long....I was going to go see you but I was exhausted...â he utters, he hadnât been himself lately.
âYes, sir.â
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