Ten Song Drabble Challenge (Stisaac)
1) Long Live- Taylor Swift
Isaac and Stiles were lifted onto the shoulders of the lacrosse team and carried around like hometown heroes. Together, they’d scored the winning goal that had won them the championship game.
It was only after the crowds had dispersed and their other teammates had disappeared into the locker room that they had the chance to wonder about Scott. He’d never made it to the game. Some wolfy emergency or other had come up that Stiles and Isaac hadn’t known about in time to be of any use.
Hurrying to get to his stuff in his locker, Stiles pulled out his phone and saw a message from Scott. Everything was fine. Scott was with Allison, they were safe.
Stiles’ tense shoulders slumped in relief and he slanted the screen of his phone so that Isaac could see it.
Isaac let out a pleased sigh and smiled at Stiles.
“So, that was some game, huh?”
Stiles grinned. “Yeah, man. Thanks for that last assist.”
It was nice. For one shining moment they could enjoy their victory without the tinge of worry that something was wrong.
“Anytime, Stiles,” Isaac promised, pressing a hand into Stile’s shoulder before brushing past him to head towards the showers. It too long a ride home to spend covered in a sheen of sweat.
Stiles watched Isaac go, sure that there was a blush on his cheeks. He averted his eyes just as Isaac stripped the last of his gear off.
2) Only Place I Call Home- Every Avenue
Isaac hadn’t really had a place that felt like home in a long time. He was grateful to Melissa McCall and Scott for taking him in, giving him a room, and a regular dose of familial affection. But he still didn’t feel at home in their home.
He didn’t even recognize the moments when they happened, at first. Playing video games for hours in Stiles bedroom, him, Scott, and Stiles. Going out together and laughing over stupid, little things. He figured that it was a normal feeling to have when you had a functional pack.
Derek had tried. But Isaac hadn’t had a real pack until Scott had become his alpha. So, that had to be the reason for the warmth the flooded his chest when they were all together, right? But then, Isaac had noticed that the feel remained even when Scott wasn’t around, when it was just him and Stiles. And then he noticed that it grew stronger when Stiles looked his way, treated him to a smile, just generally existed in Isaac’s vicinity. And, well, that was pretty telling, wasn’t it?
3) Elgar/Something Inside (August Rush Soundtrack)- Jonathan Rhys Meyers
Isaac squeezes his eyes shut as he cowers next to the dumpster he’s chosen as his hiding place. He fights the urge to cry, taking deep breaths to endure the pain without giving in to weakness. He’s all weakness though, isn’t he, and it’s a futile attempt. He can feel the trickles of his tears trailing down his cheeks as he shivers at a sudden gust of wind that the dumpster does nothing to block on this side.
He doesn’t hear the restaurant employee coming out to throw out the trash. Doesn’t notice when he sees Isaac curling in on himself there in the alley.
“Isaac?” Stiles calls, concern etched on his face as he crouches in front of him and reaches out a hand.
“I’m fine,” Isaac lies, flinching away. It’s reflex at this point. Lying. And, well, the flinching, too, he supposes.
“No, you’re not, what’s wrong?” Stiles refuses to listen to the bullshit. Has always seen through everyone else’s, now that Isaac thinks about it.
“I’m fine,” Isaac whispers again, breaking his own rules and looking up at the other boy. Letting him see the lie.
“Isaac,” Stiles whispers back, reaching out again to brush delicately over the bruise on Isaac’s cheek.
Isaac says nothing, lets Stiles caress his face. Maybe it’s time he let someone help him, care for him again since his father doesn’t appear to want the job. Maybe that someone could be Stiles.
4) If I’m Honest- Missy Higgins
It was a long time ago. After they’d both lost their moms but before they’d stopped being friends.
Stiles remembers thinking that Isaac was everything. He’d been bright and happy and beautiful. And absolutely everything that a 13 year-old Stiles had thought he’d wanted.
But then Isaac had drifted away from him. Well, him and Scott but Stiles had thought that it had been his fault. Because he was the one that had kissed Isaac. His first kiss. Isaac’s too, probably. Stiles never stopped feeling guilty for that, for stealing something that Isaac had obviously not wanted him to have.
Then, when he found out that Isaac had had other reasons for drifting away, like an abusive asshole of a father, he’d felt even worse. Because he hadn’t been there for someone that had been one of his best friends.
And now, Isaac is in Douchewolf’s pack and acting like he’s god’s gift.
Stiles can hardly blame people for looking at Isaac like they do now. He looks good decked out in leather and wearing a smile again. He deserves to be looked at. If he’s honest, Stiles used to think Isaac was a gift, too.
5) Heroes (We Could Be)- Alesso ft. Tove Lo
Stiles gets the appeal. He does. The adrenaline rush, the power flowing inside, just under the surface. He can understand why someone might want to become a werewolf.
To defend themselves against a greater power. To save themselves from a debilitating sickness. To defend others, be a hero.
He gets it. But he doesn’t want it for himself.
Isaac doesn’t understand.
He doesn’t get why Stiles would want to remain weak, breakable.
He worries. Because over the years, he’s fallen in something like love with Stiles. And through all the battles they’ve endured, Isaac’s almost lost him several times.
So, yes, Isaac wants Stiles to take the bite if only so that he’ll be a little more durable, so that Isaac can keep him a little longer.
But the thing is, Stiles knows that with Isaac looking out for him, he’ll never need it.
Isaac kind of thought Beacon Hills would be the death of him. Or just his dad would maybe.
But no, Stiles Stilinski. Stiles will be the death of him, he’s sure of it.
Isaac is sure he shouldn’t be thinking this way, especially since Scott is his best friend. And Stiles is Scott’s best friend. Still, Isaac can’t stop seeing the way Stiles looks at him when he thinks Isaac won’t notice. And the way he walks with just a little more sway to his hips when Isaac is behind him.
He’s sure that Stiles feels the same. The arousal that rolls off of him when Isaac enters the room is sign enough, not to mention incredibly intoxicating.
But Isaac isn’t used to people being good to him, so he does nothing. Nothing good anyway, and when he thinks Stiles may be on the edge of reaching out, Isaac runs the other way, too afraid to ruin a good thing.
Not today. Today, Stiles won’t let him run.
7) Teenagers (Jennifer’s Body Soundtrack)- Hayley Williams
Stiles had thought he’d struck gold on his first try. He’d thought he and Isaac were one of those relationships built to last, that he’d end up waking up to his high school sweetheart 50 years down the road.
He and Isaac barely made it out of the gate. They’d started hot and heavy and ended with a pathetic whimper.
Stiles has been dwelling on something that’s been over and done with for far too long. He needs to move on. He’s going to move on. He doesn’t much care who with.
8) Your Surrender – Neon Trees
Isaac has been lusting after Stiles for ages. Probably about the time they’d tried to go after Lydia when they thought she was the kanima. He’s dropped hints, he’s flirted outright but Stiles always seems to think he’s joking.
It’s not like Stiles isn’t into Isaac, at least, Isaac thinks he is. Stiles walks around in a veritable cloud of arousal so Isaac can’t be sure if it’s him that Stiles is attracted to or, you know, the linoleum.
He just desperately wishes that Stiles would turn to him one day and wink at him, beckon him closer, kiss the breath from his lungs. He wants to win Stiles, to capture him for his own. Have Stiles waving a white flag, surrendering to Isaac completely.
Maybe he should be less subtle. He doesn’t think he’s being all that subtle now but Stiles can be pretty oblivious when he wants to.
That does it. Isaac is making a move. He wants Stiles damn it, and he’s sick of waiting.
9) Walking on Sunshine- Katrina and the Waves
Stiles feels like the epitome of cool as he walks down the crowded hallways of Beacon Hills High. He feels like everyone can see that he’s different, he’s changed. He’s no longer a virgin. It feels like he should be wearing shade and throwing out finger guns at people. He’s gone from being president of a very small, lonely club to being part of a much bigger club. The non-virgin club. He winks at a girl that’s never given him the time of day before today. She smiles back and oh shit, Stiles hopes she doesn’t think he was actually flirting. He’s got a boyfriend. A hot boyfriend. A hot boyfriend with an amazing dick. A hot boyfriend with an amazing dick that— well, you get the idea.
Oh, look. There’s his hot boyfriend waiting by Stiles’ locker.
“Hey babe,” Isaac smirks as Stiles approaches. “Still feeling good about last night?”
“Oh yeah,” Stiles agrees, ducking in to give Isaac a kiss.
Isaac laughs. “Yeah, well. You haven’t had to sit through a full day of school yet.”
Stiles has always been able to see past the bullshit to the heart of any problem. He’s always seen past the masks and costumes, the games that people play to find what’s really at their core. Isaac knew that. So, he’s not sure why it comes as a surprise that Stiles has so easily knocked down every wall Isaac has tried to hide behind. He’s got nothing left to shield him now. No defense against the way Stiles looks at him, nothing to cut the rope pulling him closer, each second, to falling off a cliff. To falling completely in love with the boy who sees. It would be so easy. He doesn’t know whether he should just give in or stand his ground and fight it. Fear drives him to run from it, but Isaac is tired of being afraid. He wants to let Stiles win. Give him the tools and stand there while the other boy cracks him wide open.
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