@screamsduval continued from here.
frustration was high . there was once a time when scott and stiles were a dynamic duo . always seen together , the best of friends , brothers . yet after joining the fbi views had changed . maybe your views had always been different . things weren’t always black and white like scott wanted it to be . sure people can change , but bloodthirsty monsters that kill people for no reason can’t . the one person who used to be one of the only people can count on , was now a stranger . that hurt . there has been so much loss within your life in just the short years lived , a wall has been built . a wall so high probably no one will ever get through . except for emma duval . maybe it was her persistence , yet there was so much more .
being in beacon hills was temporary however . && getting close to anyone wasn’t a luxury could take . in reality there was no way they could ever have a relationship . the job sent you everywhere . all across the united states , a nomad so to speak . the only way to prevent her from liking you was to push . push her away , be an asshole as much as it pained you . it wasn’t who you were , then again who was stiles stilinski ?? over the years had become so blurred that even you don’t know . you’re someone who doesn’t deserve love , or happiness . life is too dangerous and the thought of putting someone else who could mean the world too you in danger . . . the thought was absolutely terrifying . body stops as she spoke , thoughts disappearing and amber gaze moving to look at her . there was confusion , brows furrowed . the words coming from her mouth hit home , because she wasn’t wrong . seeing scott does hurt , you do act distant . it’s all to protect you . a single person can only take so much pain , anymore and might snap . she doesn’t allow anything to come from your mouth , and maybe that was for the best . maybe stop you from putting a foot in your mouth .
the distance between them has shortened . you were a jerk , the time spent here things have been so up in the air between them . never say it outloud , but you care about her . that was scary . she already knew there were more dangerous things out in the world , things you face everyday and she’s already been hurt by you once . who's to say it couldn’t happen again ?? petite hands push and push and push , all the pent up anger and frustration being let out . hands finally move to grasp her own , to stop her as gaze stares down into emerald hues . heart races , almost as if going on a hunt . but it wasn’t from adrenaline , but from nervousness . rough fingertips brushing against her smooth skin until hands are joined together .
don’t do it . don’t do it . words are repeated within your brain , as watch her get closer and closer . you could stop her , could stop yourself . but don’t . warm lips meet her own , your mind tells you no . yet body has missed , craved physical touch and would be a lie to say hasn’t thought about those sassy lips would feel like doing something other than yelling at you . arms hesitantly wrap around the girls small waist to pull her close . the question arose in your mind . who was stiles stilinski ?? in the end , just someone who needed affection and love .
