who starts putting up decorations in october?: def leah only because she’s sick of halloween decorations.
who buys the advent calendars?: i think scott would! but leah ends up giving all the chocolate to scott since she doesn’t like it.
who places mistletoes all around the house?: scott for sure does and leah would groan about it but she would loooooovveee it.
who wraps the presents for other people?: oh leah for sure does. scott...tries his best but he’s def wrapped his finger into the gift by accident before.
who puts the final star/angel on the top of the christmas tree? scott does!
who’s the one that hates eggnog?: that would be scott!
who’s the one that bakes christmas cookies for guests? L E A H!!!!!
who sends out the christmas cards?: scott does! and he adds personalized messages for each person just to show he cares.
who knows all the words to twelve days of christmas? i think leah would! but she would never tell anyone that.
who’s the better snowman builder? they’re both pretty average at it -- mostly the snowman just turns out lopsided lol.
who starts snowball fights? scott does! and leah of course retaliates and soon they’ve got little walls up to protect themselves and what not.
who’s the one that wakes the other on christmas morning by playing christmas songs really loudly? scott! plus he sings along just to add some extra spirit in it.
HOLDING ON TO YOU :: CHAPTER TWO :: JUST FRIENDS ( read here )
“Did you get a chance to talk to Stiles last night?” Scott carefully asked, broaching the topic of the previous night rather gently.
“Uh, no.” Leah shifted in her seat and swallowed, “It didn’t seem like the right time.” Scott nodded, understanding what she was saying.
“But…you do, have feelings for him still, right?” Scott raised a hand out as his brow furrowed.
“Uhm, yeah.” Leah straightened up, “They aren't just magically going away…unfortunately.” She added as an afterthought, letting out a sigh.
“I mean, I think it’s good.” Scott responded, eyebrows raising as he got a look from Leah, “I mean, maybe he…likes you back.” Scott was trying to tread lightly, not wanting to tell Leah what he knew, but wanting her to know that he was supportive.
“Yeah, okay.” Leah scoffed, “If I really did tell him about my feelings the other night and he felt the same, then why didn’t he text me about it? Or at all?” Leah asked, raising a hand up. Scott made a face and shrugged. “I don’t know, Scott. I feel like I should just…ignore it.” She sighed, tossing a chicken finger down on her tray, “Can we change the subject?”
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“maeve, please stop calling leah and scott mom and dad cause that means we’re like brother and sister and that’s basically incest.”
“that doesn’t make any sense”
10: “ We cant keep this up forever. ” for Sceah ahahaha i love pain
the one where scott doesn’t want it to end.
The sheriff had already left, as did Lydia, Malia and Liam. All claiming to have to go figure out how to open a rift to get Stiles back. The only two left were Scott and Leah, sitting on the couch in the living room, in total silence.
“We can’t keep this up forever.” Leah quietly said, breaking the silence between the two of them.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Scott’s voice sounded hoarse, like he had been crying for a while or hadn’t used it recently. Leah blinked at the sound of it, feeling her gut twist.
“Yes, you do.” Leah seriously said, leaning forward so her elbows were planted against her thighs. Scott turned his head to look at her, taking in the features of her profile, almost memorizing them. “We aren’t supposed to be together, Scott.” Leah’s voice was still quiet, but there was a hardness behind it because she was telling the truth. “This is just...”
“A trick.” Scott finished for her only to have Leah correct him immediately.
“A mistake.” She swallowed and Scott felt like he had been punched in the gut, even though he knew Leah was right. “You heard the sheriff.” Leah continued, “Stiles is--” She stopped herself, looking quickly over to Scott, who gave her an understanding yet sad smile.
“I know.” Scott quietly said. Leah took in a breath and nodded, pulling her lips in and swallowing again.
“He’s your best friend.” Leah finished her thought, even though Scott knew what she was talking about.
“And I heard what the sheriff said about how much you meant to him.” Scott pointed out, getting Leah to take in a sharp breath and feel tears spring up. She quickly went to wipe them away, looking away from Scott.
“I don’t even remember him.” Leah quietly said. Scott picked himself up, moving closer to Leah. She glanced at him and let him wipe away one of her tears with his thumb.
“You will.” Scott gave her a sad, small smile, “We all will.” Leah tried to smile, nodding a bit, “I swear, Leah, I’ll get him back for you, okay?”
“Okay.” Leah managed out, reaching up to swipe at her face as she looked away from Scott. She didn’t notice how Scott’s face fell slightly; deep down a part of him didn’t want anything between Leah and him to change. For once, he wanted to be selfish. He had grown accustomed to being with her -- even if it was just a trick, but it definitely wasn’t a mistake.
“Do you wish things had happened differently?” for sceah haha i enjoy pain
the one with the what ifs
“You really didn’t have to come with me.” Leah rolled her eyes at Scott as he fell onto her dorm bed, “You’ve got freshmen orientation tomorrow too.” Leah reminded him as she climbed over him and onto the bed.
“Yeah, I know, but I wanted to.” Scott said, shifting so Leah could lay down next to him. She gave him a small smile as she rolled onto her back, “Besides, it’s only a three hour drive back to UC Davis.” Scott looked at her, giving her a comforting smile.
It had taken almost all summer, but the two friends were slowly getting back to normal, or as normal as they were. It had taken awhile to get their friendship back after the Ghost Riders had royally fucked with their heads.
“Guess we’re not teenagers running around Beacon Hills in the middle of the night looking for the next supernatural threat.” Scott commented as he flipped through the brochure of student activities.
“Do you wish things had happened differently?” Leah suddenly asked, looking over at Scott. Scott’s brow furrowed as he put down the brochure, “I mean, in general.” Leah added on, “Do you wish you’d never gone out into the woods that night?”
Scott blew out a breath as he stared up at the ceiling, “That’s a pretty loaded question.”
“Sorry.” Leah lamely responded, turning her head back so she was looking back up at the ceiling, “It’s just something I think about sometimes. You know? The what-ifs.”
“Yeah, no, I get it.” Scott nodded, swallowing, “Same, actually.” He admitted, raising his brows and getting Leah to look at him. He turned his head, meeting her gaze, “I mean especially after everything with the Ghost Riders.”
“You mean us?” Leah asked, raising her eyebrows. Scott nodded slightly, keeping his eyes on hers.
“I wish it did.” Scott quietly responded to Leah’s original question, “I wish we had happened differently.” Leah paused, eyes darting down away from Scott’s face for a moment before she looked back up at him,
“Really?” She asked, voice going soft. Scott gave her a gentle smile and nodded. “Since when?”
“Since after what happened during junior year.” Scott answered. Leah raised her eyebrows and her mouth dropped into a small ‘o’
“Oh.” She voiced her surprise, turning her head back so she was staring at the ceiling, “But I thought--I mean you acted like it didn’t change anything, I thought it didn’t change anything...” Leah’s brow was furrowed as she tried to put it together. “You didn’t say anything. You--you let me get back with Stiles and then you started dating Kira and--you didn’t say anything!”
“I didn’t want to lose you.” Scott admitted as Leah looked back at him, caught off guard by everything.
“Lose me?” Leah repeated, “Scott, you--you’d never lose me.” She sputtered out, brow furrowing.
“I know, I know.” Scott tried to calm her down, turning on his side to look at her fully, “I know, okay? I just...back then, I didn’t...I didn’t want anything to change between us. And you were so in love with Stiles and wanted him back so badly...so if you were happy with him, I was happy.” Leah let out a scoff, rolling her eyes as she looked back up at the ceiling,
“That’s so dumb.” She managed out.
“But it’s true.” Scott seriously said, reaching for her hand and getting her to look at him, “So when the Ghost Riders came and you and I happened...it felt like it was supposed to be.”
“But it wasn’t.” Leah responded, voice somber. Scott licked his lips and nodded, even though he didn’t believe her, “Scott, it was a trick.” Leah insisted, trying to get him to agree as her even though she began to feel butterflies in her stomach--knowing deep down she didn’t agree with herself, but she was scared to admit it.
Scott swallowed and nodded again, taking his hand away from Leah’s grasp and going to sit up. Leah reached out for him, but stopped herself, not knowing what to do.
“Scott, please don’t go.” Leah sat up as Scott swung his legs over the bed, sitting with his back to her, “You’re my best fucking friend and I can’t have you hate me.” Scott didn’t respond immediately, but he didn’t hate Leah--he could never hate her.
“I...I should get going.” Scott quietly said, not knowing what else to do. He obviously didn’t want to leave his best friend, but he was feeling rather vulnerable and didn’t want to make anything worse than he already had. He figured space between the two of them was the best thing he could do.
“No, Scott--” Leah started as Scott got to his feet. She sat up straighter, propping herself up on her hand, “I want to talk to you about this.” She said.
“Leah, it’s fine.” Scott gave her a pained, tight smile, “It’s fine, really.”
“It’s not.” Leah shook her head as Scott went to grab his jacket, “Don’t leave it like this, please.” Scott turned back to her as he pulled on his jacket. He paused for a moment before he stepped over to her and placed his hands on either side of her face, tilting it up so she was looking at him.
“I’ll text you when I get back to UC Davis.” He seriously said, looking down at her.
“Scott...” Leah trailed off, as her eyes began to water. She racked her brain, trying to think of something to say to make him stay. Scott gave her a small smile before kissing her forehead.
Leah couldn’t do anything but watch him leave, quietly shutting the dorm door behind him. She wiped at her eyes, trying not to cry as she felt her heart break; she knew a part of her felt the same.
For the whole summer, Leah had convinced herself that whatever had happened between her and Scott during senior year was just a trick, but maybe a part of her wondered that since the relationship had happened then maybe the feelings were actually there. But she had ruined her chances, left alone in her dorm room to think about more what ifs.
moodboard aesthetics: leah kane + scott mccall ( sceah )
scott and leah shouldn’t work, they shouldn’t be as close as they are. where leah was suspicious, scott was trustful, where scott was soft, leah was hard, where leah was sour, scott was sweet and where scott was altruistic, leah was selfish. but maybe that’s why they worked; they balanced each other out.
“Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the strongest, happiest friendship in the person you fall in love with. Someone who speaks highly of you. Someone you can laugh with. The kind of laughs that make your belly ache, and your nose snort. The embarrassing, earnest, healing kind of laughs. Wit is important. Life is too short not to love someone who lets you be a fool with them. Make sure they are somebody who lets you cry, too. Despair will come. Find someone that you want to be there with you through those times. Most importantly, marry the one that makes passion, love, and madness combine and course through you. A love that will never dilute - even when the waters get deep, and dark.” ( insp )
