snakeheartedwolf:
Blue eyes stayed trained on the other teen for a long moment, an apprehensive look on his features as if he expected Stiles to up and leave. But the brunette only settled in further, actually resting his head on his shoulder. Warmth radiating through his system at the simple gesture.
He settled in to the couch a bit more, leaning to rest his head against the top of Stiles. He could stay quiet through the movie for Stiles sake. As long as he stayed.
He did however speak two words, so soft he wasn’t even sure the other would hear “Thank You.”
Stiles did hear it, but he preferred to pretend he hadn’t just for the sake of Jackson’s ego. It wasn’t something he’d say under other circumstances, so why take it too serious?
They watched the movie together, Stiles almost fell asleep twice but then decided that he had to see the end of the movie and tried his best to keep his eyes open and in the end, managed to get it done.
It was already dark outside and he had no doubts that his Dad would be missing him or already waiting for him to come back from wherever he was —Either that, or he was already enjoying his freedom and eating a pizza.
"Jackson… —I need to go." And this time he meant it, hoping that the Teen Wolf would hear it in his voice and let him go.
He was thankful that Stiles had spared him the embarrassment, rather than make a big deal about him thanking him. How had he gotten into this situation to begin with? Where he was thankful for Stilinski? This was a nightmare.
However he'd stayed close to Stiles, curled in tight against his frame. His head resting in the other boys lap through out the movie. He had almost drifted off into a restful sleep. When Stiles spoke. Blue eyes shot open and he sat up with a jolt
"——No!' He gasped out. His eyes wide "I mean...No i...you can't. " he sighed out slowly and ran a hand down his face "Please..just..can't you call your dad and tell him you're staying at Scott's or something?"
