txnneredwxrds + keepingwatch | RP: You and Me, Never Him
When Stiles opened the dorm door, he could hear muffled sounds of Call of Duty coming from Tanner’s side of the room. Sure enough his roommate shooting away, headphones on. Stiles headed to his desk and threw his backpack down. It had been a month and for some reason he’d kept his mouth shut. Tanner was the spitting image of Liam but Liam was back in Beacon Hills. He’d thought he was being Punk’d when the guy walked into the room on their first day but he’d introduced himself before Stiles’ could speak.
Even more vexing was the way he thought Tanner might be giving him the eye from time to time. That had brought back all his inappropriate thoughts about Liam’s form. Just his form because Liam was screamingly heterosexual and like a baby brother but he was attractive. And Tanner was flat out tasty.
He felt like a very confused, sometimes angry, pervert.
Then there was the idea that Tanner was a doppelganger with nefarious purposes. Or a warlock. Or a vampire reincarnation (ok that was too much time with The Vampire Diaries there). Either way he fluctuated from curious to suspicious daily. He needed to get a grip. Like right now.
He turned to ask Tanner if he wanted to order pizza, maybe as a olive branch for being so weird, when he saw it: a new picture on Tanner’s desk. It was Tanner and… Liam. The Lacrosse tshirt was unmistakable. Stiles had one himself. “What the hell? Hey, Tanner!” He tapped Tanner on the shoulder. “Tanner!”