Soulmates

"I'm sorry."

I knocked on Stiles's door and waited for a response. It opened to reveal Stiles. He choked as he quickly pulled me into a tight hug.

"I'm so glad you're okay. I waited and waited, but Melissa told me to go home and rest, but I swear I was there-."

"Hey." I spoke, taking his face. He sighed and looked at me with those stunning whiskey eyes.

"She told me. I know you wanted to be there when I woke up. It's okay." I reassured. He nodded and smiled before gently kissing me.

"Come on, I'm taking you out." He smiled as he grabbed his coat. I gulped.

"Erm, no, let's not, I need to talk to you." I gulped. He looked at me before putting down his coat.

"You okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine, I just need to talk." I nodded. He returned it as he took my hand and pulled me upstairs. He took me into his room and shut the door. Stiles turned around and looked at me.

"What's up? You're starting to worry me." He admitted, taking my face in his hands. Tears pricked my eyes as I removed his hands.

"Just before I woke up, I had a vision where another assassin tried to kill me...but you took the bullet and died instead." I admitted. Stiles's eyes widened.

"Crap. So that's why you didn't want to go. Thanks for protecting me." He nodded.

"I can't protect you, that's why I'm doing this." I choked. His eyebrows furrowed at me.

"Doing what, Y/N?" he asked. I looked down.

"I can't protect you anymore. I can't be with you anymore." I admitted. Stiles's eyes wavered.

"Are you breaking up with me?" he choked. I looked at him, tears brimming in my eyes.

"Stiles, you have a target on your back just by being with me. I can't keep you safe, and I won't be able to live with myself if you die." I choked.

"So, your solution is to break up with me? That's not a good solution." He scoffed, a tear leaving his eye. I looked at him.

"If it's the only way to keep you safe, then yes, it's my solution." I nodded. He scoffed and shook his head.

"I thought you loved me." He choked. I looked at him.

"I do love you, that's exactly why I'm doing this-."

"No, if you loved me, you'd let me help you figure out a way for us to be together and still be safe. You're taking the freaking easy way out." He choked, more tears spilling from his eyes. I sighed and looked down.

"I'm sorry, Stiles. I really am." I whispered.

"Whatever, Y/N." he mumbled. I sighed.

"I think I should go-."

"Yeah, I think you should." He nodded, looking back at me. I choked as tears fell from his eyes. I nodded as I walked to his bedroom door but then stopped. I looked over my shoulder at him.

"I can't protect you anymore. I'm sorry." I choked before leaving.

Stiles's P.O.V

"I can't protect you anymore. I can't be with you anymore." Y/N admitted. Stiles's heart dropped to his feet as his eyes wavered.

"Are you breaking up with me?" he choked. She looked at him, her eyes glazed with tears.

"Stiles, you have a target on your back just by being with me. I can't keep you safe, and I won't be able to live with myself if you die." She choked.

"So, your solution is to break up with me? That's not a good solution." He scoffed, a tear leaving his eye as his heart raced at the thought of no longer having Y/N. She looked at him.

"If it's the only way to keep you safe, then yes, it's my solution." She nodded. He scoffed and shook his head, hardly believing that this was happening.

"I thought you loved me." He choked. Y/N looked at him.

"I do love you, that's exactly why I'm doing this-."

"No, if you loved me, you'd let me help you figure out a way for us to be together and still be safe. You're taking the freaking easy way out." He choked, more tears spilling from his eyes. She sighed and looked down.

"I'm sorry, Stiles. I really am." She whispered.

"Whatever, Y/N." he mumbled. She sighed.

"I think I should go-."

"Yeah, I think you should." He nodded, looking back at her. She choked as she watched him cry. She nodded as she walked to his bedroom door but then stopped. She looked over her shoulder at him.

"I can't protect you anymore. I'm sorry." She choked before leaving. Stiles sat on his bed and held his head in his hands as the tears fell.

"You okay?" he looked up and choked as his dad stood in the doorway. Stilinski sighed and walked into the room.

"Oh, Stiles." He sighed.

"She broke up with me, dad. She broke up with me." He nodded, tears rapidly falling from his eyes. His dad nodded as he sat next to him and wrapped an arm around his back.

"Did she say why?" he asked.

"She said that she couldn't protect me, and that I was a target by being with her. She doesn't want me to die, so she broke up with me." He admitted. His dad looked at him.

"That seems like a pretty good reason to break up with you, I must say." He sighed. Stiles shook his head and looked at his dad.

"Then why do I feel like I'm dying anyway?" he choked, more tears spilling from his eyes.

"Oh, Stiles." His dad mumbled before pulling him into his body. Stiles held onto him for dear life, resting his head against his dad's chest as he let more tears fall.