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Vamp Nest || Dean & Stiles

Dean chuckled at the kid’s nervousness, “No, no,” he told him, “You’re right, you need to learn how to hunt. We’ll take care of them together.” he informed the boy as he took his Machete back out of his jacket. He pushed the door open to the room that the vampires were obviously in. He grinned at the three of them, one was holding a human girl in front of them, “Now, you have two options.” he told them, swinging his arm to his side so the Machete was pointing towards the ground.

He glanced over towards Stiles who seemed to be fighting his nerves at least a bit better than he was in the hallway. “Let the girl go and we’ll leave,” he glanced back over at them, praying that Stiles understood that he was only lying and didn’t make a scene. “Or keep the girl and you’ll be headless just like your two guards.”

He chanced a glance at Stiles who was biting his lip and staring straight at the human girl. “If they agree, take her and go back to the car.” he whispered just loud enough for him to hear. He was only trying to get Stiles riled up in the hallway. He knew he wasn’t actually ready to take three vampires on. The kid was decent with a weapon in his hand but he needed at least a few more lessons before Dean would risk allowing him to fight more than one monster at a time.

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Stiles swallowed nervously as he followed Dean into the room - the only reason his feet were still taking steps forward was because of the adrenaline running through his veins - he stared, wide eyed, at the three vampires that stood in front of them. The vamps could easily pass as human if it weren't for the fangs but they looked nothing like Edward Cullen (they didn't sparkle). He looked over at Dean when he began to talk, shocked that he was trying to reason with the vampires, but then realizing that he was most likely trying to trick them into letting the girl go. He stared at the girl; she was young, probably about Stiles' age, and if they were in a different situation he would probably be attempting to flirt with her.

He caught Dean's gaze as he whispered to him orders to get the girl and leave. He nodded back quickly because he just wanted to get the hell out of there himself. He knew as soon as this was all over he would be having a really long conversation with Dean about how he never does what he's told but he couldn't bring himself to care about that when there were monsters in the same room as him. He watched as the scene unfolded and the vampires agreed to let the girl go in order to save their own butts. The girl was handed over to him and he took a hold of her hand as he walked her out of the room whispering "It's okay, you're safe, I'm gonna get you out of here," the girl followed him willingly and with one last glance at Dean he closed the door behind him leaving his guardian alone to take on three vampires. He silently cursed himself for being such a baby and not helping his friend take down the monsters.

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“I’m sure there’s something interesting about it. What’s this town’s secret?” he grinned, “That’s an interesting name! I’m Jeremy.”

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"I'm serious, dude. This town is boring, if it has a secret then I have no clue what it is." he rubbed his neck nervously, "You really think so? A normal reaction to my name is, 'What is a Stiles?' so I gotta say you're doing a pretty great job at making me like you, Jeremy."

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“No where special, I lived in Virgina all my life but moved here for a change in scenery.” he chuckled, “Sure I’ll sit with you.”

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"That's cool, man! This town isn't that interesting though. I usually sit with my friend Scott but I'm sure he won't mind you joining us. I'm Stiles by the way."

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"You're new right? Where are you from? Wanna sit with me at lunch?"

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Ticklish || Stefan & Stiles

“I’d love to see you try.” Stiles told him, his voice so sarcastic that Stefan couldn’t help but snicker. He used his vamp speed and suddenly appeared in front of the boy, their bodies only inches apart. He leaned in close to his ear whispering softly, “Be careful what you wish for, Stiles.” He listened carefully to the slightly faster beat of Stiles’s heart for a moment before gently shoving him back towards the couch that was behind them. He grinned at the boy before climbing on top of him, his fingers lightly brushing up his arms before landing on his shoulders.”Now tell me. Where exactly are you ticklish?”

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Stiles gasped when Stefan appeared in front of him, their bodies only inches from touching. He kept eye contact no matter how fast his heart was pounding in his chest, eyes widening when the other man whispered in his ear. His lips stretched into a teasing smile, "Being careful isn't any fun, Stef." he whispered, his eyes gazing down at his friend's lips then back up to his eyes. He could hear his own heart pounding in his chest, his cheeks turning a light pink color when he remembered what the elder had told him about being able to hear heart beats. He opened his mouth but closed it quickly when he felt himself being guided back onto the couch behind them. He laid on his back on the couch staring up at the green eyed boy for only a mere second before he was on top of him. Stefan was practically sitting on his lap and Stiles didn't know what he was doing or why he was doing it but he didn't want him to stop. He licked his lips when Stefan asked him a question, thankful for the distraction from the hands that were rubbing up and down his arms, "T-that's for you to figure out." he answered, still teasing even though his skin felt like it was on fire wherever the vampire touched him.

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“I could pin you down and tickle you before you even got the chance to try and stop me.”

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"I'd love to see you try."

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“If you won’t tell me then I’ll just have to find out the answer myself.”

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"You can try but it's not easy to pin me down."

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Vamp Nest || Dean & Stiles

Dean opened the trunk of his car and grabbed everything that would be helpful against vampires; his Machete, dead man’s blood, and a few other various weapons that he kept on him in case of an emergency. He let out a sigh as he shut the trunk and glanced towards the building that five vamps had decided to make a nest in; he thought they could have picked a nicer house but he understood that they probably thought the chances of them being noticed would be lower if they stayed in a ran down house.

He grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket and quickly sent a text to Stiles to let him know he was heading in. “What am I going to do with this kid?” he asked himself, shaking his head as he started to walk towards the vamp nest.

Once he reached the front door he pulled his Machete out of his jacket. The vamps already knew he was there; they probably smelt him awhile ago but were just waiting for him to make the first move. He pushed the unlocked door open with one swift movement and instantly made eye contact with one of the guards Stiles had mentioned. He smiled at the vamp - a woman who looked like she was turned in her young twenties - and took a step forward into the house. She was in front of him before he could even get near her but he had hunted way too many vampires to be surprised by their speed. He swung the machete straight at the neck of the female vampire and it cut her head right off. It didn’t take long before the other vampire appeared in front of him as well - a male this time - and he swung the machete right away on reflex. He glanced at the two heads once before moving as fast as he could towards where he was hoping the kitchen would be.

He let out a sigh of relief when he spotted an old fridge in one of the door ways. He slipped into the room and spotted Stiles right away. The kid was sitting on an old wooden chair that looked like it would fall apart any second causing him to tumble onto the ground. He raised an eyebrow when Stiles looked over at him and motioned for the kid to get up and follow him so they could take care of the vamps and get out.

“Two down, three more to go.” he informed Stiles as the two of them walked out of the kitchen. He gave the kid a pat on the back as they headed towards the other three vamps. He was glad the idiot was okay; he wasn’t sure what he would have done if Stiles had gotten hurt or killed while he was in the house by himself.

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Stiles stood in the middle of the kitchen glancing around anxiously at the very few things that were in the room. A fridge that looked like it hadn't been used in centuries, a mop and bucket, a small table for two with only one chair that looked like it had been put together wrong. He snorted as he began to wonder if the person who put it together thought the left over screws were just extras. He rocked back on his heels as he tried to decide how serious Dean was about him not moving. He could move to the other side of the room couldn't he? He decided moving to the chair would be for the greater good because it would give his feet a break so they wouldn't be sore if he had to run for his life. He quickly stumbled over to the chair and slowly sat down onto the wood praying to god that the thing didn't break as soon as his butt touched it. He let out a sigh of relief when he had been sitting on it for a whole thirty seconds with out falling to the floor.

He glanced at the watch on his wrist and began to worry that something had happened to Dean when he was on his way to help him out of this mess he had gotten himself into. He scratched at his head as he stared at the open door way that led out of the kitchen. He knew Dean wouldn't leave with out him no matter how bad things got. He was just about to pull his phone out of his pocket and send another frantic text when his eyes landed on the familiar face. He grinned, glad to see Dean after almost having a panic attack while he waited for him to arrive.

"Took you long enough!" he grunted as he stood up, pushing the chair back towards the table, and walked towards Dean who was motioning for him to quickly follow. His eyes widened when Dean informed him of how many vamps were left to kill, "You'll take care of them, right?" Stiles asked as he felt a hand patting him on the back reassuringly, "Like you said, I'm not ready for this yet. I should have stayed in the car." he knew he sounded ridiculous but he didn't really care because he felt like he was seven years old again and his parents were forcing him to start telling the waiter at the restaurant his order.

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