Stiles||Isaac||I Miss You||Closed
Isaac went up to Stiles's door, knocking on it. He opened the door, walking upstairs. "Stiles?" he called out, heading up to the boy's room. "Stiles?" he asked, opening his door.
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Stiles||Isaac||I Miss You||Closed
Isaac went up to Stiles's door, knocking on it. He opened the door, walking upstairs. "Stiles?" he called out, heading up to the boy's room. "Stiles?" he asked, opening his door.
Isaac had caught Stiles checking out Lydia for the fifth time that week. Stiles was his boyfriend, his, not Lydia's. Stiles should be checking him out, not some short redheaded girl. He could feel his anger starting to make him shift, his claws and canines coming out. "Calm Isaac," he said to himself. "Just talk to Stiles."
Bonfire By The Waves
Emrys was sitting on the beach, just watching the waves roll in from the dark water. The only light around him was the fire he'd made, and that's just how he wanted it. Back to nature his mother always said when they did this as children.