He felt asleep after explaining to a concerned sheriff that’s he felt a bit sick and preferred going back home instead of calling him. His dad didn’t press, even if he suspected it was not the entire reason.
Anyways, Stiles guessed it was Scott. Well usually Scott just opened the window and jumped on Stiles. But with the look on Scott face Stiles understood his friend was troubled.
“Hey buddy” he said casually.
“Why did you ignore me all afternoon Stiles?!” Shouted Scott. “We were worried sick about you! You know you can’t do that to me!” He said as pulling Stiles into a hug, sent marking him.
After a moment we’re both guys stayed still, Scott examined his friend. “Are you okay? Are you sick or in pain? I can help!”
“It’s okay Scott. It’s just... well it’s stupid” he sighted, sitting on his bed. Scott layed on his bed takin Stiles close to him. Well Scott always had the power to make Stiles feel better. He was currently enjoying Scott’s huge belly as a pillow.
“I won’t press if you don’t want to talk. But for me nothing you say is stupid.” Stiles melt at that. Scott was the most caring person of the world.
“I know... it’s just something Lydia said to me, that made me think a lot. I just needed to be alone I guess.”
“You know you can always come to me.” He said rubbing Stiles hair.
Stiles smiled at that, relaxed, then he felt asleep.
———————
When he woke twenty minutes later, he was alone in his bed.
Scott must have left for his pack. His stomach rumbled and evening decide it was time to eat something, as he skipped lunch.
When he arrived in the kitchen, he found Scott wolfing down on the pint of chocolate ice cream.
“Of course, you would have found it.” Stiles teased.
“I was hungry. I didn’t really ate at lunch. I was worried about you.”
“Dude... well then I should bring you to diner tonight then. If you’re still hungry after so much ice cream of course” Stiles proposed as he slapped Scott belly.
“Hey! Be gentle with it”.
Then Scott looked a bit embarrassed. “Well I have already made plans with the guys”, aka the Pack, “pizza night at Derek’s.”
There was a moment of heavy silence.
“That’s great” Stiles said smiling, even if he knew that he could not fool Scott.
“You know, they were worried about you too.”
Stiles sighted at that. “Well they have a funny way to show it.”
“Stiles...”
“No, really. Being shoved and practically bullied every day is something really normal.”
“Stiles...”
“Well yeah, because they think humans are only good enough to worship them and...”
Scott was grabbing him, clearly angry at him.
“Stop! Stop saying that. They are my pack, my family. I can’t let you insult them!”
“But they can?” Stiles looked at Scott in the eyes. “What happened to being bros?”
“You’re challenging them, for god sake! You only bring me food and de y them that. That annoys our wolves.”
“Well I’m sorry that wanting to be with my best friend annoys your wolves.” Stiles was stubborn. Very stubborn. He was sad about this situation but also determined to defend himself.
“Maybe you should leave.” Stiles said showing him the door.
“What?” Scott was mostly shocked about what his best friend was saying.
That’s when the Sheriff came home and met the two teenagers.
“Hey Scott. How are you?” The words were warm but the Sheriff could feel the tension between Stiles and Scott.
“He was leaving.” Stiles answered. He looked at his friend, defying.
Scott shook his head before leaving the room. “Goodby Sheriff.” Warmly tone. “Stiles.” Disappointed tone.
As his father looked at him wondering what happened between them, Stiles just shook his head before climbing the stairs to his room.
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