.・゜゜・｡･:*˚:✧｡ stiles stilinski
Stiles Stilinski had just been thrown into the world of the supernatural when his best friend Scott McCall was turned into a werewolf.
The mission to find the alpha is a foot.
However, an ancient resident of Beacon H...
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THE DRIVE TO BEACON HILLS HIGH WAS BEYOND AWKWARD, both boys attempting to keep their gazes on the road, though occasionally Stiles would glance to the boy fiddling with the wolf pelt in his lap.
The pair having got the okay from Nox an hour prior, with a short statement saying that he had gotten Dom a schedule and locker.
They pulled up to the school, parking. Sitting in silence for a little bit, Stiles turned to the boy. "Look, I'm sorr-"
"We don't have to talk about it!" He yelped out, face already red, not meeting the boy's doe eyes. The Stilinski boy nodded, face also a bit red, he looked down to the pelt in the boy's lap, now noticing that it was half in the backpack Stiles had lent him.
"You can't take that in with you, yknow?" Stiles laughed a little, noticing the uncomfortable look on the boy's face. "You'll have to leave it in the jeep."
The wolf boy didn't answer, so Stiles, being wary of the boy snapping at him, slowly took the pelt from him. To his suprise he wasn't met with any hostility, and was able to roll the pelt and hide it under a blanket in the back seat. He turned back to the boy, now noticing the nerves in his shaky hands, in that moment he realised that the pelt was more than just a way to shape-shifting to the boy, it seemed to act almost like a security blanket. Stiles reached out, gently grabbing the boy's hand, smiling softly as he flinched at the contact, obviously absorbed in his worries.
"C'mon, you'll be okay, I'm in there with you, and so is your brother." Stiles softly spoke, getting a single nod in response. The pair got out of the car, walking shoulder to shoulder to the entrance, hands lightly brushing against eachother, Dominik couldn't deny that the temptation to grab the smaller boy's hand, though he didn't, not wanting to overstep any boundaries.
His neves dissipated as he saw his brother, a smile on his face as he talked to a boy much taller than him. Dominik smiled, walking over to the pair.
Stiles sighed, watching the boy go, before he was snapped out of his thoughts by none other than Lydia Martin, and the new hot couple behind her.
"And who was that hot hunk of caramel?" She asked, slightly looking up to Stiles, glancing back at the boy he had just entered with.
Stiles groaned, now aware of the competition for the very attractive boy. "He's Dominik King, twin brother of Nox... they're family friends from my mom's side." He stated, knowing that mentioning his mother would prevent any further discussion into their origin.
It looked as though Lydia was about to ask another question, but was cut off by the bell sounding. The girls walked off, leaving Scott and Stiles in the hallway of bustling teens as Stiles let out a relieved sigh.
"So, Dominik?" Scott asked the sarcastic teen, watching as he stiffened up a bit before replying.
"Yeah? What about him?" He practically squeaked out, hands gripping his backpack a little too tight. He felt his face heat up a little, assuming that Scott's question wasn't the most innocent thing.
"You like him?" His question was immediately met with a look, hands shooting up as he continued. "I can hear how your heart races whenever he's mentioned."
Stiles huffed, walking off and to class as Scott followed behind, enjoying the embarrassment his friend was going through. "Damn werewolf hearing!"
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"So you're tutoring him again?" Noah Stilinski asked as he looked to the boy in the back seat, who was eating take out with the father and son duo. Dom smiled to the man, looking to Stiles as the question was asked. "Take it he's staying the night again?"
"Uhhh- yeah... if that's okay?" He smiled to his dad, though the way he asked made it seem as though he had already decided.
"It's okay if not, I can always just go back to the woo-"
"Home! He could always just go home!" Stiles yelled out, getting a glare from his dad, and a confused but startled Dominik.
"You don't have to yell!" Noah scolded the boy, looking through his food bag and cursing as he couldn't find any fries. The two went into an argument about eating healthy, Dominik just chowing down on his double cheeseburger.
A voice came over the radio and Stiles' hand was slapped as he went to reach for it. The Sheriff had a coded conversation with the dispatcher, and Stiles nearly spat out his food.
"A murder?" Stiles muffled out, looking at his dad in suprise. Dominik watched him, and he couldn't help but chuckle at the boy's adorable behaviour. Stiles turned to him at the noise, and couldn't help but become a little red in the face when he saw how the wolf boy looked at him.
The drive to the video store was short, a crowd and ambulances were already outside.
"Stay in the car." Noah got out, pointing to his son as he spoke. He smiled to Dom before exiting the car, walking over to talk to the victims.
Stiles turned to the dark haired male as his dad left. "We're going have to come up with some sort of excuse if you're gonna keep staying with us."
"Like what?" Dominik asked, tilting his head like the puppy Stiles thought he was. The Stilinski boy smiled, heart swelling at the sight of the boy on the otherside if the cage. "Can't we just tell your dad the truth? I like Noah, I don't wanna lie to him."
"We can't tell him about the supernatural though!" Stiles spoke, his voice a little louder than it should've been. The boy looked on thoughtfully as he came up with different scenarios and excuses in his head. "We could tell him that you need a place to crash, like hint that your home life isn't the greatest?"
"But he's a cop, won't he want to know more?"
"Dammit!"
"I could just leave and then climb up to your window? Or I could crash in the woods like I was going to say earlier?" Dominik spoke out, smiling at the boy who was kind of comical in the way he was scratching his chin.
"Yeah... yeah that could work. The first one, not the woods one." Stiles smiled to him, chuckling as the wolf boy's face lit up in a grin.
"You like sleeping with me that much?" Dom grinned, laughing as the boy sputtered and squirmed, trying to deny these allegations against him.
"No! N-no-"
"Really? That's not what it seemed like this morning." Dominik's face turned a little pink as he brought up the incident, though he was laughing out loud when he saw how red Stiles' face was.
