Rain hitting the road, clouds black like charcoal, it was Stiles's view from his new car while he was driving back to Beacon Hills.
It's been months he hasn't seen in person his best friends and his girlfriend, Y/n.
The reason of him driving back to Beacon Hills in the middle of the school year was, as always, the supernatural call from Scott.
And he was bringing with him a surprise, known as Derek Hale, he was running, in his wolf form, following Stiles.
Only one thing was in Stiles's mind, his girl.
Sure they were talking with their phones, sometimes Skyping, it was hard for the both of them but they were handling this.
He missed the heat of her body when he holds her, her cute little laugh, her rambling when she was nervous, her eyes sparkling whenever she talked about something she loved, he missed her love, how it felt, the warmth it brought him, he needed to feel it again, with her, not through a stupid device, but for real.
Hours of driving passed, the downpour didn't calm down, it was actually the opposite, it got worse, but he didn't care, he kept driving, having the image of his girl in his mind as a motivation.
The car stopped at the school's parking lot, he took a bag with clothes for Derek then waited for him to arrive.
A Derek fully clothed and him started walking towards the school, searching for their friends, he heard the door closing in a rush and footsteps on the wet ground, like someone was running, he turned around and that's when he saw her, running towards him.
With his open arms, a giant grin on, he welcomed her in his arms, the warmth of her body spreading to his.
A pair of lips attached to his, welcoming him in the nicest possible way.
With a hand on her cheek he deepened the kiss, a not-so-quiet moan leaving her mouth.
Their friends, whom joined them a couple minutes before weren't do surprised, at least Scott, Lydia, Malia and Liam.
Jackson, Derek and Ethan were looking at them with pure surprise, but the most surprised was Jackson, before he dated Lydia he had something going on with Y/n, and the fact that Stiles Stilinski, the guy who didn't know how to approach girls, finally got the girl he was completely crazy about since the beginning of the times astonished him.
They finally pulled back, staring into each other's eyes, the gaze of Stiles full of love awoke the butterflies in her tummy.
"I missed you so much." She whispered, not caring if the others were listening or seeing them, he was back and that was all that mattered.
"Hey, no, I missed you so much." He playfully said, kissing her nose.
She giggled, and he felt the warmth he needed to live back in his body, she leaned her head in the crook of his neck and together they looked at their friends, in awe at how cute they were together.
"You didn't think you were doing this without me, did you?"
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|| I don't take requests AND I advise you not to read those, they're terrible. || •Short stories with you (Y/n) and some characters Dylan O'Brien played, as, himself, Stiles, Thomas, Stuart and Mitch (even though most of them are Stiles and Dylan). ...