Isaac had always been quiet and scared ever since his dad had abused and beat him. He still remembered the first time he was locked in the freezer he'd come home to his dad stood holding a report card with a D in chemistry he said he was sorry and that he would make it up with extra credit but his dad wouldn't accept that he braced himself for the beating to come but it didn't his dad turned to him and told him to go down to the cellar he was confused but went quite curious I mean he was only 12 what else was he going to do but when he got to the bottom of those steps his heart sunk he saw the freezer with the lid open and started screaming in his head No No this can't be happening he wouldn't do that even he was not that cruel. But his father turned to him and said for this disappointment, this tarnish to the family name he needed a special punishment. One that would teach him. Get in the freezer Isaac he said with cold detachment. Isaac started to shake and said hoarsely no his dad approached no he said he swiftly hit him go on say that again Isaac crawled into the freezer and he screamed and hit that door until his hands were bloody and he could barely breath that was the moment Isaac stopped hoping. -----------------------------------------------------------
All that had changed.Thanks to Derek hale, thanks to that bite he was now a 17 year ol werewolf you know full moon change the whole thing yet those feelings of inadequacy were still there no matter hard he tried to get rid of them. Derek had become a father to him the one he'd never had and all him and the others had went through to stop the kanima or Jackson it had turned out things had settled down but it was just well he always felt like the odd one out the one who wasn't supposed to be there and was only there because of his ability well he felt this except when he was around Scott. Scott made him feel settled and calm. But also so warm. He took an interest in Isaac and he cared that was the amazing thing to him Scott actually cared what he had to say and listened and responded it was just so foreign and yet the best feeling in the world.
Things had been like this for a few weeks, him and Scott hanging out becoming friends or like stiles like to put it a bromance was forming he could feel it apparently which they both laughed at but then he was sat in the canteen today and Scott just reached over to wipe something off his face and when he touched him he felt a heat run through his body and he shivered it felt right he felt... No he can't be attracted to Scott no he was one the person he had and he was not going to lose that no matter what besides Scott was with Allison. He broke from his reverie to see Scott looking at him funny "hey Isaac you with us" he said "Err yeah, sorry just was daydreaming there" Isaac managed to stammer and stutter out eventually. "Well now that you're with us again I said you may be a werewolf but you don't need to eat like one and If you were ready to go to history"
Scott said in his usual perfect tone that was causing the hairs on Isaacs to rise. "Yeah let's go and don't think you're going to get away with that one mccall god it would take one word to your mom and you'd be down" Isaac said with a chuckle "we'll see " was all Scott had to say but there was a glint in his eyes and with Scott that meant trouble. Isaac followed Scott his feelings mixed on whether they were friends or if he wanted more.
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Isaac sat staring into the distance well the distance including Scott no matter where he looked he would catch a glimpse of his best friend and possible crush which kind of shocked him but it feels right now but he wouldn't ever admit that ever but he just couldn't help himself looking at Scott as much as he tries not to he finds himself drawn to his presence he is a ray of sunshine in a dark world he loved him. That was enough. For now
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The One Who Cared
WerewolfA scisaac fanfiction where Scott and Isaac find love with each other as they share and experience tragic events. (Mainly fluff eventually some slash)
