Y/N, the one that lived in his head. The one that makes his heart beat faster and slower at the same time. She's the one who saved his life. The one he would never get over. The one he could spend every single moment with. The one who he felt safe with. The one he loved with everything he had. The one he would risk anything and everything for. The one he would always choose. She's the one.
Stiles looked at Y/N and she was looking straight back at him. Stiles moved closer to her. He put his hands on her waist. He slowly placed his lips on hers. Y/N took a sharp intake of breath before their lips met, she always did and Stiles loved it. It was like he literally took her breath away.
It wasn't heated or rushed. The kiss was soft and gentle. This was a kiss full of so much passion it surprised Y/N. She'd never been kissed with so much love before. Her hands fell from his chest to his waist.
"You." Stiles said when he pulled away. He rested his forehead on hers and their noses touched. "I choose you, Y/N. And I'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you and I'd choose you."
Y/N smiled. "Then you need to tell her." Y/N placed one last kiss to Stiles' lips before she walked away to her car. Stiles touched his lips and smiled softly.
~~~
"Who's was that?" Y/N asked as Emma walked into the diner and sat with her.
Emma sat down slowly. "I don't know yet."
"'Yet'? So you're going to find out?" Y/N asked. She brought her cup of coffee to her lips and sipped slowly.
"You called me here to talk about you." Emma changed the subject.
"Yeah, but talking about you is easier right now." Y/N played with a napkin as she talked to Emma.
"What is it? Did something happen?" Emma asked, concern evident in her voice.
Y/N leaned forward and began whispering. "Remember how I told you I wasn't seeing Stiles anymore?" Emma's nodded. "I lied."
"Yeah, I know." Emma leaned in and whispered.
"What do you mean you know?" Y/N's eyes wide.
"You're not very discreet."
"I am too." Y/N argued.
"You might think so but I've noticed. New clothes, later nights at work, two plates in the sink when I'm not home for dinner. Y/N, the list goes on."
"Why didn't you say anything?"
Emma raised her hands in defense. "I'm not your mother."
Y/N rolled her eyes. She picked up her cup and brought it to her lips. "According to Henry, I'm yours." She took a sip after her words.
"I just figured you'd say something when it was time, and I'm assuming... the time is right?" Emma asked.
"He's telling Malia."
"Everything?"
"Everything."
~~~
Stiles walked into the office in his home to find Malia on the computer. Here goes. Stiles knocked on the open door softly. Malia turned her head towards him and smiled.
"Stiles? I thought you were working today?"
"Deaton said it was okay for me to come home. Slow day." Stiles rubbed the back of his neck.
"Well, come here. I've been looking at houses in Boston all day." Stiles walks deeper into the room and kneels next to Malia. "Have you ever been to Boston because I have no idea which neighborhood to look at."
once upon a time || stiles stilinski au pt. 5
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