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❝  months  ?? you didn’t have to do all this, stiles. but you know how much i appreciate it.  ❞  it was really, really nice. it sounded like exactly what they BOTH needed and it was definitely the perfect way to spend his birthday. scott wasn’t surprised by that — his best friend knew him better than anyone, so naturally stiles knew exactly what he’d want to do.  ❝  what movies do you have ?? do you remember when we used to watch 101 dalmatians all the time when we were kids ??  ❞  it had been, and was still, one of scott’s favorites.
Stiles shrugged as he sat down on the blankets, looking up at him. “Perhaps I shouldn’t have, but we both know we need it. And yes, yes of course I have that movie, ... so if you want ...” He smiled brightly as he reached into one of the boxes and pulled the dvd out. “I have everything you want here~”
He knew Scott, and not only that, he loved him more than anything. So he wanted more than anything to make the other have the best day that he could.Â
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Running fingers in his hair he lets out a heavy sigh “I hope not either.” Stiles knew most of the officers back in Beacon Hills turned to zombies, walkers, flesh eating creatures. Whatever you wanted to call them. Stiles hoped the same fate didn’t happen to his father or any of their friends. He thought about them every day. There wasn’t one that went by where he wasn’t worried or thinking about someone back home. So many times he’s been tempted to turn around to see if anyone else made it out alive. If they had would they of stayed in a familiar place or gone to the safety zone? Stiles doubted that there were any safety zone. He’s seen too many horror films where they were always overran by the time anyone reached the borders.  If it wasn’t for him and Scott being together the day things started to change he wasn’t sure what his own outcome would be. “I wouldn’t ask for this life on anyone. Always having to run, fighting to survive. I mean it’s really nothing new but at the same time I’d rather have another wolf pack on our asses than the living dead.” They never really talked on where they were headed. Just always running. Always looking over their shoulders. Always living in fear that it would be their last day to spend together. “No matter what happens, I’m just glad I made it out with you. I don’t think I’d of gotten this far if you weren’t here.”Â
Scott honestly had no idea how things had changed so quickly either. Everything had been so peaceful and then out of the blue the chaos had begun. He wondered if it was because he was a wolf that the virus or whatever it was hadn’t gotten to him. Or maybe it wasn’t ... after all Stiles still seemed to be perfectly fine as well.Â
Nonetheless, they were running and they had been for a while not. It was exhausting. “Same ...” He muttered as he sighed and leaned back. “Let’s uh ... perhaps we should try and find some safe haven for ourselves.” He spoke, frowning as he looked around. “We need a place where we are able to rest for a while. Set up camp, even if just a few days or something.”Â
He didn’t have ideas on how to start on this, but he figured if they could find a building that was more or less in one piece, with rooms they could barricade then they’d be alright for now? They’d need some provisions too though, but he could use his wolf senses for that.
“are you hurt?” (Charlie to Stiles)
Stiles smiled a little and shrugged. “I’m fine, it’s just a little blood.” He spoke, ignoring the blood that was starting to seep through his shirt. He didn’t really care much if he got hurt during battles, he just wanted to keep the pack safe.
“what are we going to do now?” (my Kira to your Scott)
Scott shook his head and sighed. “I have absolutely no idea ...” He sat back and bit his lip, wondering on how get out of this mess. All he hoped was that he’d be able to keep everyone safe, but it was hard sometimes to get through the day over and over again, watching over your shoulder all the time.
“is that blood on your shirt?” (my Scott to your Kira)
Kira glanced down at her shirt and frowned. “I ... suppose so ...” She spoke softly, wondering how it’d gotten there. There hadn’t been any blood on her shirt that morning when she’d put it on and she’d been in school all day so ... “It’s not mine though, or ... I don’t think it is at least?”Â
“where the hell were you?” (Lydia to Scott)
Scott glanced back at Lydia and frowned. “Uh ... I was here the entire time. I didn’t know you’ve been looking for me.” He shrugged a little as he wondered what had happened for her to get so agitated. He’d just been chilling in the livingroom since he didn’t think anyone needed him for once. Just a day off from all the chaos.
“i keep having nightmares. can i sleep with you?” (Malia to Stiles)
Stiles hadn’t been sleeping deeply when Malia entered his room, so the moment the door had moved, he’d been on alert. It was an aftereffect from the dealings with the Nogitsune, he was still on edge most of the time but he knew the fox was gone, so he was a bit more at ease at least.Â
Shifting and opening his eyes to look at her when she spoke, he smiled a little and simply lifted his blanket up, implicating she could simply climb in with him. There was no need for extra words when it came to her, she knew him well enough and honestly, he slept more peacefully with her by his side as well.
“what are we going to do now?”
Stiles had been staring out the broken window of the sheriff’s station, wondering how all this had happened, only to jump at Derek’s voice. “Damn, Derek, ... don’t just ...” He sighed and looked back. “I don’t know, ... I suppose should find a safe place somewhere.”
“i’m so scared of becoming one of them.” from my Newt
Scott looked back at Newt and reached out to take his hands in his’. “That’s not going to happen okay? I won’t let it ... no way.”Â
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Stiles to Scott, “do you think we’re the only ones who survived?”
Scott honestly had no idea how to answer that question and looked at Stiles with a soft sigh. “I hope not ... but I have no idea. I guess chances that we’re the only ones are rather slim, no?”
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POST-APOCALYPTICÂ ASK MEMES
“are you hurt?”
“how did you get that bruise?”
“where the hell were you?”
“what took you so long to get back?”
“is that blood on your shirt?”
“i’m so scared.” / “i’m so scared of becoming one of them.”
“do you think we’re going to have to find some gas masks?”
“you won’t let them hurt me, right?”
“we’re almost out of food and water.”
“what are we going to do now?”
“how many dogs do you think survived?”
“do you know how to do stitches?” / “let me teach you how to stitch a wound.”
“i miss technology. i didn’t realize i took it for granted.”
“what happened to your family?”
“my worst fear is getting lost. what’s yours?”
“i keep having nightmares. can i sleep with you?”
“playing a game will help take your mind off stuff. come on! let’s play!”
“do we have any food left?”
“do you think we’re the only ones who survived?”
“i hate crying but it’s been so hard lately.”
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Kira Yukimura