Theo F*cking Raeken

Chapter Two

 Stiles stared sluggishly at his alarm clock on the nightstand beside him which read '2:13' in bright red block letters. It was a Saturday night, well technically sunday morning now, and he couldn't sleep. His overactive imagination kept him away from the sleep he craved while his aching body (from searching for the dumb nemeton all day with Lydia) kept him from becoming even remotely relaxed.

He shifted onto his other side and clenched the blankets firmly to his chest. He wondered what it would be like to be a normal kid who didn't have a werewolf best friend or fictional killer doctors invading their home town. It must be nice to be able to only worry about homework and who's dating who instead of wondering which one of your friends are going to show up dead- or if it will be your lifeless body they find mutilated by the latest evil psycopath on the side of the road. A single tear slipped out of the corner of his eye as he exhaled a shaky breath. Why was life so diffi-

Bump

The noise came from right outside his window but it was too dark to see what exactly made it. Stiles hesitantly pulled the blanket off of himself and grabbed the baseball bat from underneath his bed. He crouched and walked stealthily towards his window with his bat raised and looked outside where he saw Theo Raeken sitting on his roof eating a bag of chips.

"Theo, what the fuck?" Stiles said as he unlatched his window and poked his head out.

"O-oh, hi Stiles," He said. He got up and walked over to the window.

"What the hell are you doing on my roof at 2AM?" Stiles said as he gripped the bat tighter. He knew Theo could probably hear his heart beating faster in panic but he didn't care. If the werewolf tried to get in, Stiles would beat his ass.

"There was an animal attack less than a mile from here," Theo said. He pointed down the street to where you could barely see the red and blue lights of a police car in the darkness. "I came to make sure that if it was a werewolf, it wasn't coming here,"

Stiles frowned and eased his grip on the baseball bat. He wanted to ask why he would even think to protect him, but he didn't. "How did you even know there was an animal attack? Do you take midnight walks in the woods frequently?"

"I have a police radio just like you and Scott," Theo said. "I like to keep up with what's going on,"

Stiles put down his baseball and looked Theo in his eyes. He was trying so hard to hate Theo, but maybe he was telling the truth? He was literally sitting out in the cold to make sure Stiles was safe...

"Do you want to come in?" Stiles asked suddenly. "I mean- you can go home, I'm sure things are fine now and-"

"No, I'd be happy to come in," Theo said. as he swung his legs through the window. "I'll stay a little while just to make sure, you know?"

"Yeah, yeah, of course," Stiles said. He turned around and awkwardly surveyed his messy room. Theo probably thought he was a slob. "Sorry things are so... messy,"

"My room's worse," Theo smiled. He next to stiles on the edge and gave the bag of chips to Stiles before laying on his back."By the way, sorry about the other day,"

"No, completely my fault," Stiles said he layed down beside Theo and put his hands under his head. "I guess I'm just a little paranoid after everything that's been going on around here,"

"It's ok," Theo said. " I was just sort of upset you found out about me being...gay and all. But you haven't told anyone about it. Thank you for that,"

"No problem," Stiles smirked. They sat there for a few moments longer, just listening to each other's breathing and staring at the glow-in-the-dark stars on his ceiling that his mother had put up when he was only a child.

"Have you ever done anything with a guy before?" Theo asked quietly. "Sorry, that was weird I didn't mean to-"

"No, I haven't done anything like that before," Stiles said. He waited a minute before asking his own question. "Have you?"

"I- uh, no," Theo stuttered. He rolled onto his side so that he was facing Stiles and bit his lip. "You're the only person who knows that I'm...you know,"

"Yeah," Stiles said quietly. He tried to ignore Theo's gaze but wound up giving in. He rolled onto his side and faced Theo with only a few inches between them.

"Did you ever want to..." Theo started as he stared longingly at Stiles' lips. "...Try something?"

Theo noticed how Stiles' heart skipped a beat and how he swallowed nervously. He also noticed that he was nervous himself; he was sweating profusely and he was biting his lip almost hard enough to draw blood.

Finally Stiles breathlessly said: "Yes,"

Theo leaned closed the space between them and kissed Stiles softly on the lips for a second before returning and pressing them together again. When he released, they both stared at each other before smiling awkwardly.

"That was nice," Theo said. "D-did I do okay?"

"It was only a kiss, you did fine," Stiles smiled. Here was Theo fucking Raeken, seemingly one of the most confident fuckboys he ever saw, asking him if he kissed alright. Wow.

They both rolled back onto their backs and although they didn't speak for the next few minutes, it wasn't an awkward silence. It was the peaceful quiet of sitting with the boy you like at 3AM on a sunday.

Stiles sighed as his alarm clock beeped furiously from his bed stand. He forgot to turn the stupid thing off yesterday. He went to roll of the bed but felt something heavy on his chest. Theo's arm.

He smiled and blushed as he remembered last night and looked at Theo, sleeping soundly on his stomach, with his right arm draped lightly over Stiles' stomach. Last night he realized he really did like Theo, and not in the friend way. He just wished that Theo liked him back.

"Wake up, come on you big puppy-" Stiles stopped himself before continuing. He just called Theo a big puppy, what the fuck was wrong with him.

Theo smiled lazily and rolled onto his back so he could look up into Stiles' eyes. "Did you just call me a big puppy?"

Stiles nodded nervously.

"I like to think I'm a ferocious puppy!" He growled playfully.

They both laughed and crawled out of bed and out into Stiles' kitchen. Thankfully, his dad was at work and wasn't there to question why the mysterious new werewolf stayed the night.

"Want cereal?" Stiles asked.

"Sure," Theo said. "Can I take a shower after this?"

"Yeah, of course," Stiles said. Theo immediately removed his shirt and started eating the cereal that Stiles poured for him. Stiles couldn't help but stare at the gorgeous body in front of him, and blushed as Theo proceeded to wink at him and head back up the stairs to take a shower.

For the second time today, Stiles found himself thinking: Wow.