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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 ❁ // @jeep-lover
“Aw come on, baby! All I want is some sugar.” Stiles grins before he ducks down to steal a kiss, lips brushing against the corner of a delicate cheek before he hums with delight.
“Are you aurally impaired? I told you to stop it,” Lydia hisses back, ducking her head so that it’s out of his reach. A quick glance of the room reassures the girl that nobody had seen what he’d done, but just because they’d been lucky this time, doesn’t mean she wants him to do it again ( not until they’re in the 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒄𝒚 of a bedroom ). “Anyone could have seen that,” she points out with a scoff, “What’s gotten into you?”
jeep-lover:
「Stiles was miffed, to say the least. He felt like tearing his hair out, but he withheld the thought as he all but barged into Scott’s place and begins to rant. He rants and rants and rants until he pauses for breath, chest rising and falling for a moment before a sigh slips from his lips. “Yes!” Stiles breathes, “I’ve tried everything but a hammer or throwing the damned thing out the window, which I’m close to doing!” he rattles off, running a hand through his messy hair.
Scott’s presences manages to calm him, and instantly, Stiles feels himself begin to slowly relax, the anger and anxiety vanishing from his veins as his best friend hovers near him. “It’s, it’s just this fucking case - it’s frustrating.” he begins after a moment. “The guy murders his wife,” Stiles mumbles. “We think he’s some of cyber terrorist since we’ve been watching him for a while, and the jack ass left his phone at the scene, but it has a pass code!”
For weeks, Stiles had been trying to unlock said cell phone, with various code words, phrases, numbers - only to no avail. Stiles knew he was breaking various different types of protocols - but he had to let his frustrations out, besides, Scott knew that this was between the two of them and no one else, his best friend wasn’t going to rat him out for having a rant.
“Like we know he’s up to no good, but without breaking into his phone, there’s really nothing we can do.” Stiles mumbles as he scrubs a hand over his face, shoulders slumping. Deep down, Stiles hoped that Scott was right, that he’d finally be able to break into that guy’s phone and end the constant cat and mouse game.」
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And there it was, the very reason his friend had been so twisted and contorted in the form of distress all laid out for him. The wolf could see why something like this would eat away at Stiles, because Stiles had no problem getting into anything he wanted -- especially into things that weren’t meant for him. A gift, if you will. So the fact that it wasn’t working out was more than means for such reactions. It’d bother Scott too if it were him in those shoes. Allowing his tongue to swipe over his lip before biting it with thought, he gave Stiles’s shoulder another squeeze before moving to lean his weight against a counter taking on a more casual appearance in demeanor.
“So...you’re telling me, that you’re actually going to play by the rules on this one?” Raising a brow, Scott canted his head off to the side in the slightest, looking at his best friend with his own form of mischief twinkling in his eye. “Not that I’m condoning you to do anything illegal for this case but...sometimes, sometimes you have to do what you have to do.” It wasn’t necessarily a route Scott was a fan of but sometimes when the hand is forced, hey-- the boot fits.
“Not like I have connections to the FBI or anything,” Snorting out a soft laugh, Scott smiled at himself where he shook his head. Things weren’t the best with his dad but they were both trying and for Scott, it was something. Not like his dad would blab should Stiles go forth and ask for a small favor, right? It wasn’t a perfect solution, nor the answer, but it was an avenue they hadn’t tried. What harm could it do? The worst is they get told no and ultimately, left to find a different way into the phone.
Me summed up in one picture
@jeep-lover 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 ♥.
“What if I'm fucking 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚?”
@jeep-lover / ❛ I’m not mad. ❜ ♡
𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐃, combined rebuttal of scoff and eye-roll giving clear indication that she doesn’t believe him. Lydia may not have his abilities, may not be able to analyse his heart rate in order to distinguish his intentions, but she can still read him like a book. Even if Stiles seems to be under the impression that becoming an alpha means he is impervious to how well she knows him.
❛ Yes, you are. ❜ A statement, not a question. ❛ You’re doing that thing, ❜ she goes on, head jerking slightly in his direction, ❛ Fidgeting with your fingers . . . but not in the bored or anxious way. In the 𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒚. ❜ Brow furrows, curiosity momentarily conquering desire to lash out defensively ( to insist that he is in the wrong ). ❛ Explain it to me, ❜ banshee suggests calmly, ❛ Tell me what exactly I did that was so wrong, Stiles. I want to know. ❜
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