ᴅʏʟᴀɴ ᴏ'ʙʀɪᴇɴ ᴀꜱ ꜱᴛɪʟᴇꜱ ɢᴀᴊᴏꜱ
"See, told you you wouldn't hurt me"
ᴄᴀꜱᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ᴀꜱ ᴅᴇᴜᴄᴇ ɢᴏʀɢᴏɴ
"I-I can hurt you"
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🎵Down To The Second - Zach Berkman🎵
🎵Sand - Dove Cameron🎵
🎵Daylight - Harry Styles🎵
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𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚃𝚘 𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝙰𝚝
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Deuce Gorgon was the son of Medusa, he was a monster, who attended Monster High, but he took a year off to find himself. So he left all his friends, he left Clawdeen, whom he had feelings for. He did all of this and found himself walking through the woods of a human hiking trail.
Something about trying to see how humans live, to do daily human things. Surprisingly it was his mother who suggested him to go out, to see the world that hates their kind. Now, he would admit that the woods are pretty calm.
The natural smell was surprisingly good, the greenery with splashes of brown was easy on the eyes. It was amazing all in all, he could see why some humans like to camp or hike in the woods.
Just as he was about to head back to the portal, he heard a pair of footsteps running. Now, his first instinct was to run and hide from human eyes. But he couldn't, seeing as he didn't have time to even react before a body was crashing into him.
The two fell back, a good two feet between them as Deuce let out a surprised groan. Before he could look up at the person, a hand was grabbing his wrist and picking him up to his feet.
"Wha-"
"He went this way!"
Deuce was cut off by a voice, he turned his head to see a group of kids around his age emerge from the trees. His eyes widened, but then someone was pulling him. He looks forward, only to see brunette hair.
Now Deuce wasn't dumb, if someone was running and pulling him along. He isn't going to question and get with the program. It seemed like the person wasn't going to let go, so he tried to keep up with him as he heard the group of kids behind them.
"We're going to get you, Stilinski!"
Deuce looks over his shoulder, seeing the kids a little further away. He lets out a yelp as he is yanked to the left, he stumbles a little and his hand flies up to push up his glasses, he most definitely doesn't want to lose them.
Suddenly he was pulled into a chest. "Shh," He hears, just then he hears rushed footsteps, but he can't see as his face is currently smooshed against a chest. He couldn't help but feel the way the chest rose and fell as the person breathed heavily yet quietly.
"Dammit, where did he go!"
Deuce heard the kids talk to each other before they ran away, obviously giving up. The person lets out a huff as they come out of wherever he hid them, pulling Deuce out of his chest.
He turns around when he feels the person behind him, only to see that they have their back towards him.
"Sorry about that," The person starts, and Deuce couldn't help but hear the softness of the voice, it kind of made his tense shoulders relax a little. "I didn't mean to just drag you along like that. Those bastards wouldn't have cared, they would've seen you and probably jumped you,"
It was like the air in Deuce's lungs was knocked out as the guy turned around. He locked eyes with whiskey ones, that seemed to glow under the sun. His eyes basically scanned the male's face, it was unintentional. An upturned nose that was paired with cupid bow lips, a mole-scattered face, and once again, those eyes.
"Whoa, your eyes are green," The guy breathes out.
That's when Deuce realized that this person was a human, his eyes widened as he snapped his head to the side. His heart dropped, his blood running cold as his body tensed, waiting for the reaction of a human seeing a monster.
He waited and waited, and waited, but after a few seconds that seemed like hours, a chuckle reached his ears.
"Dude, you can turn back around, I know you're a monster," The person spoke.
That confused Deuce even more, he slowly yet hesitantly turned around, locking eyes with whiskey ones for the third time today. "You're not scared?" Those were the words that fell past Deuce's lips.
The guy lets out a laugh, it shakes his whole body and Deuce's eyes widen at the sound.
"Me? Be afraid? Won't that be like friendly fire or something like that?" The guy spoke, calming down and looking at Deuce.
Said male's eyes nearly fell as the guy's eyes slowly turned orange, his hair growing ever so slightly as orange ears with black tips formed on the top of his head. His mouth parted to show fangs growing, and his nails turned into claws. The visible moles that were on his neck formed a pattern of sorts, as his human ears simply disappeared.
After the transformation, the guy looks at Deuce with a grin as he tilts his head. "Never had that reaction before,"
"Y-yo-you're-"
"A werefox, pretty cool right?" The guy smirks, two tails swaying from behind him. "Sadly, I only have two tails, but hey, I don't really show them," To prove his point, the tails slowly fade away.
Deuce was at a loss for words, he didn't know what to make of the situation. Well, it was all pretty clear, but that transformation, he's like clawdeen, half human and half werefox. Mind you, Deuce never encountered a werefox before.
"Right, I didn't introduce myself. I'm Stiles, Stiles Gajos, nice to meet you," The guy, Stiles, introduces with a small smile, but Deuce just stands there still in shock. "Uh, this is when you introduce yourself,"
That has Deuce snapping out of his trance. "Right, um' Deuce, Deuce Gorgon,"
Stiles' eyes slightly widen before he takes a few steps towards Deuce, letting out a hum. "Huh, you're Medusa's son, great genes she has," He says, looking at Deuce's green hair where a snake pops out from under his beanie.
Smiling a little, Stiles raises his hand and moves it towards the snake. Deuce couldn't stop or warn him because he was currently frozen by the scent of Stiles. He didn't mean to smell him, but he smelt pretty good.
"Awe, who's this little guy?" Stiles asks, running his finger over the snake's head.
"U-uh, that little guy's name is Sass," Deuce forces out, clearing his throat as Stiles steps back, what is wrong with him?
Stiles chuckles as he nods his head, his orange eyes looking at Deuce. "I'm assuming that you have many more snakes under that beanie,"
Deuce finds himself chuckling as he nods his head. "Yeah, just a couple,"
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"Wow, so you left your school? To find yourself? How is that going?" Stiles looks at Deuce from the tree branch he is sitting at.
The two had found themselves taking a small spot in the woods to relax as they talked. Granted they didn't know each other, but it seemed like they didn't mind, especially since Deuce told Stiles about his reasoning for being in the middle of the woods.
"It's going good, a few more things to figure out," Deuce answers with a head nod. Like this new feeling. He thinks, why was he feeling this? His chest was tight, well it was when he looked at Stiles, and the way he was at a loss for words every time. "Um, what about you? Why are you in the woods?" He decides to ask and try to rid his mind of these thoughts.
"I mouthed out to some kids, they catcalled this girl and I just had to say something. Now, it's not like I can't fight, but my kind is more of an agile and sly type, so maybe I did it all for the shits of it, who knows," Stiles shrugs nonchalantly, causing Deuce to chuckle.
"Well, at least you stood up for someone, most people don't do that," Deuce points out.
Stiles scoffs, looking up at the sky. "Tell me about it, this world is ruined by all the toxic masculinity and all these politics who don't know the difference between their heads and asses," After that, silence surrounds the two.
It wasn't awkward, which was a surprise seeing as they didn't know each other all that much.
Stiles lets out a huff, before he jumps off the branch, causing Deuce to look up at him. "Well, I have to head home before my dad starts to panic,"
"Oh, yeah, I should the same," Deuce agrees.
"Ha, I don't think Medusa is a layback parent, no offense," Stiles teased.
"None taken, she can be strict at times, but hey, what are parents for," Deuce says, looking at Stiles.
Once again, green eyes locked with orange ones.
"Welp, I enjoyed this talk, if anything I'll see you tomorrow, goodbye pretty boy," Stiles waves with a wink before he turns around and takes off in a jog.
Deuce, however, stood there, the words 'pretty boy' swimming in his head. He felt his chest grow tight as his face heated up. His eyes widened behind his glasses as he cleared his throat, sharply turning around and heading back to the portal.
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Deuce was once again walking around the woods. It has been a week of him and Stiles meeting in the woods, talking for hours and just enjoying each other's company. Deuce finally understood what he was feeling. The way his chest would grow tight under Stiles' stare, the way his heart would beat faster at the sound of Stiles' laugh, the way his cheeks would warm up whenever Stiles would openly tease him.
He would admit, it was weird. He never felt like this towards the same gender, before meeting Stiles, he was pretty sure he was as straight as a line. Now, now he has some zest to him, funny how Medusa was the one who said that. Even his mother knew.
He didn't necessarily hate it, it felt nice to talk with someone like him. He did have his mom, but she tends to be, a little stone-cold about things.
Then there was Clawdeen, usually, when Deuce would think of the werewolf, he would grow all warm and fuzzy, but now, nothing. All of that, the feelings towards Clawdeen, had shifted, to Stiles.
"Ohh, I got goosebumps, are you thinking about me?"
Deuce snaps his head up to a tree, only to see Stiles standing on a branch with an easy smile on his face. Deuce smiles as Stiles jumps off the branch and lands easily.
"You wish I was thinking about you," Deuce scoffs, biting the inside of his cheek, oh how right Stiles was.
"Honey, you always think about me. I'm too beautiful to not be thought of," Stiles says quite cockily.
Deuce once again scoffs, turning his head to break eye contact with Stiles. "Cocky are we?"
"Mhm, especially when I'm right," Stiles hums out, suddenly being next to Deuce. The Gorgon turns his head, his heart beating faster as he notices the proximity. Stiles' eyes move from Deuce's green eyes that hide behind glasses to his slightly parted lips then back up at his eyes.
"Why do you wear glasses?" Stiles asks, taking a step back with a confused head tilt.
Deuce lets out a silent breath of relief, his heart beating in his ear as he processes what just happened. Stiles was close, too close.
"U-m," Deuce clears his throat, trying to control his heartbeat. "Um, it's to prevent me from turning people into stone,"
"But they're clear? And we're making eye contact," Stiles says confusedly, his fox ears twitching slightly.
Dear Deuce say, the whole scene was cute. He lets out a chuckle, taking a seat on a fallen tree. "It's enchanted with some kind of charm, I used to wear sunglasses, but I sorta grew out of them, you know,"
Stiles nods, taking a seat next to Deuce. "I mean, they do look nice on you, it makes you look cuter," He says truthfully, looking at Deuce who slowly looks at him.
Silence slowly filled around them, like all the days before, green eyes were looking into orange ones. Deuce's lips parted, he was going to say something but stopped himself. Instead, he starts to lean forward, and unconsciously Stiles does the same.
As they get closer, they both stop. Stiles' eyes dart down to Deuce's lips then back up at his eyes.
"I really want to kiss you," Stiles breathes out.
Deuce lets out a breathy chuckle, feeling confidence settle in his chest.
"What's stopping you?" He says.
Stiles leans a little closer, his eyes falling to Deuce's lips. "Nothing," With that, he closes the distance.
As their lips connect, Deuce's eyes slowly fall shut. It was just a peck, then he tilted his head and started to kiss, his hand subconsciously coming up and resting on the side of Stiles' lips,
Stiles' tongue darts out, licking at Deuce's lip, asking for entrance. But as the male parts his lips, letting the male in. Stiles lets out a squeak, suddenly pulling away.
Deuce opens his eyes, instantly thinking the worst. "Did I do something wrong?"
Stiles' eyebrows furrow, his eyes locked onto the male's lips. "I- stick your tongue out,"
Confused, Deuce slowly sticks his tongue out, watching Stiles' face contort into shock. There, his tongue was forked, like a real snake tongue.
Deuce puts his tongue back in his mouth and looks at Stiles with a sudden grin. "Don't tell me that you got cold feet,"
Stiles scoffs, getting over the shock. His hand came up and rested on Deuce's cheek, his orange eyes shining as he leans forward, his lips ghosting over Deuce's. "Nah, it just makes you hotter," He didn't give the Gorgon time to say anything as he connected their lips again.
This time, it was more intense and more confident. Deuce grins against Stiles' lips, pushing against the male as he breathes heavily through his nose. His tongue pushed past Stiles' lips, a muffled moan falling into his lips from the male.
Deuce's hand fell from Stiles' cheek and went to his waist, softly grabbing it. Stiles took it as his cue, he slightly sat up as he slung his leg over Deuce's lap before sitting down, officially straddling the male.
Deuce held Stiles by his waist, the kiss becoming sloppy. But soon they needed air, so they pulled away.
Stiles' eyes slowly opened, his orange eyes locking with green ones. Stiles bit his bottom lip, trying to hold back a smile. "Not bad, snake," his chest was heaving as he caught his breath, same with Deuce.
Deuce grins, leaning forward and pecking Stiles' lips before he looks up at the male with a grin. "Can say the same to you, fox,"
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Stiles opened his house door, looking back at Deuce with a smile. He hears clattering in the kitchen, so he raises a finger to his mouth, indicating to be quiet.
"Mieczysław, who is that with you?"
Stiles froze, dropping his head as his father came out of the kitchen, a hand on his hip as he looked at his son with a raised brow.
"Heyyy, Dad," Stiles smiles innocently, waving slightly as he pulls Deuce behind him.
His father narrowed his eyes, looking at his son, then the boy behind him, who was trying to hide. He can see the green hair that was covered with a grey beanie and green eyes that were behind a pair of glasses.
"Medusa's son?"
Stiles looks at his father with wide eyes, feeling Deuce squeeze his hand. "I- how did you know?"
Noah raises a brow, walking closer to the two, looking at the boy whom Stiles stepped in front of to block him from Noah's view, it seemed like he didn't notice he did it.
Noah then looks at his son. "She was friends with your mother, well friends were an overstatement,"
"Mom knew Madusa?" Stiles looks at his dad with wide eyes.
Noah nodded, his eyes landing on Deuce again. "You, your name? What is it?" He asks sternly.
"Dad," Stiles says slowly, a warning tone to his voice.
Noah looks at his son, who shakes his head slightly. "Very well, I'm Noah, as you can see, I'm Stiles' father. Are you staying for dinner?"
Deuce looked up at him with wide eyes, but he didn't answer.
"He's not staying for long, he needs to go home in a little. We'll just be in our room," Stiles says sharply, walking past Noah, and pulling Deuce along with him.
As the two step into Stiles' room, said male lets out a sigh as he closes the door behind them. "Wow, your dad seems more intense than my mom," Deuce huffs out, stepping more into the room.
"He can be like that sometimes, well all the time, ever since my mom passed, he's been extra protective of me. It didn't help that I'm half werefox, he feels like I need his protection," Stiles explains, falling onto to his bed.
Deuce was looking around the room, his hand coming up to run over the top of Stiles' draw. It was filled with little knick-knacks. "He's just doing his job, besides, he let go of me telling him my name, he doesn't seem that bad," Deuce picked up a green figure, it was wearing a white robe and holding a green stick while it was in a weird stance.
"You say that now, but live with him for seventeen years and you'll change your mind," Stiles scoffs, watching Deuce explore his room as if he had never seen most of the things.
Deuce then picks up a book, opens it, and skims through the pages. "Trust me, my mom is the same way, hell she's more of a turn them into stone, ask later type of person," He jokes, placing down the book.
Stiles raises a brow, getting up and walking towards the male. Deuce turns around and looks down at Stiles, a soft smile forming on his face as his hand comes up and grabs Stiles' hips.
It felt like they had been doing this for years, it was so easy to just pull the male close to him and just look into his eyes. "Your eyes are beautiful," Deuce whispers into the now quiet atmosphere.
Stiles didn't say anything, his eyes were just darting across Deuce's face. Then suddenly, his hands came up, but before he could do anything, Deuce grabbed both of them.
"Stiles, what are you doing," Deuce questions with wide eyes, noticing that Stiles was trying to take off his beanie and glasses.
Stiles looks up at the male calmly. "Take them off, I want to see you in your true form," He finally says.
Deuce shakes his head, wanting to step back, but he doesn't. "No, are you crazy? I can hurt you, I can turn you into stone," His grip on Stiles' wrists slightly tightened.
"Deuce," Stiles spoke, the word, the tone, it made Deuce's heart skip a beat. "I trust you, I know you won't hurt me,"
"How can you say that? It's only been a week, you don't know what I'm capable of," Deuce retorts, yet, he still doesn't back up.
"Maybe, but yet here we are, in my room after one kiss. A werefox and a Gorgon, do you trust me?" Stiles asks.
It surprised Deuce how the answer was quick, how his whole body screamed yes. He swallowed thickly, he didn't want to do this, but he still slowly let go of Stiles' wrists. He squeezed his eyes shut as Stiles first pulled off his glasses, then his hat.
The sound of snakes hissing filled the room, but it was them getting used to their surrounding.
Deuce tensed as he suddenly felt a hand on his cheek. "Open your eyes," Stiles whispers.
"I-I can hurt you,"
"You wouldn't," Stiles denies softly. "Open your eyes, please," Deuce didn't want to, he was too scared, but Stiles' other hand grabbed ahold of his. "Please, Deuce,"
Hesitantly and with great difficulty, Deuce slowly opened his eyes, but he was staring at the floor, not wanting to look at Stiles.
"Look at me," Stiles says, hooking a finger under the male's chin and turning his head.
Like always, green eyes locked with orange ones, but this time, it was different.
Deuce's pupils were slits, his snakes were hissing widely also. Stiles's pupils were four-pointed stars and his eyes were shining, his two tails swaying behind him.
They stared at each other, Deuce's heart beating against his chest as he stared at Stiles, like actually stared. No glasses, no protection, eye to eye.
Stiles smiles, his canines showing. "See, told you you wouldn't hurt me,"
"H-how? how is it possible?" That is all Deuce can ask, so many questions.
"Like my dad said, our mothers knew each other, he left details out, but I already know. They hated each other, your mom hated mine because she wasn't affected by her gaze, and my mom hated yours because she was never affected by her magic," Stiles explains, but it just confuses Deuce more.
With a small chuckle, Stiles leads Deuce to his bed. As they sat down, they locked eyes again, god it felt so good to not turn someone into stone for once.
"When I was little, around seven before my mom passed. She used to tell me stories about her past, well she made it seem like it was regular stories that someone wrote, but I knew it was about her. They were all interesting, but a handful stuck. For example, in this one story, she called it the Rivalry Of Immunity. It was about these two girls, they hated each other, they had different statuses in school, they wanted the same jock, they were enemies, but what they hated the most, was their immunity. One girl had the power to freeze anyone with her gaze, or in other words, the power of petrification, but there was one person who was immune, a trickster, or in our case, a fox, my mom. The other girl, she has many abilities, but her strongest one is the voice of enchantress. With a few muttered words, she can control anybody, use them, or she can use them to find things, many things she can do with the voice, but like the first girl, there was only one person immune, a snake-"
"My mom," Deuce finishes, looking down at his hands that held Stiles'. "I don't understand, you knew that our mothers knew each other the whole time?"
"Not really, to be honest, I thought those stories were fake. It was yesterday that I put everything together, I was going through my mom's things, and I found her journal, all her stories, she told me, it finally made sense," Stiles answers, his eyes slowly going back to the normal orange they have been all day.
Deuce grabs the beanie beside him and puts it back on, but he doesn't put on his glasses, instead, he looks up at Stiles. "It feels good, to finally look at someone without being afraid to turn them into an art exhibit,"
Stiles chuckles as he tilts his head. "I'll make a very good exhibit, thank you very much,"
Deuce chuckles, his hand comes up and rests on Stiles' cheek, causing the male to look at him. The Gorgon leaned in, stopping a few inches from his lips. "Anyone will be lucky to lay eyes on you because I know I am," With that, he closes the distance.
Stiles grins against the kiss, his hands snaking around Deuce's neck, he chuckles at the snake pun as he pulls Deuce to a lying position on the bed.
The two spent the rest of the night kissing and enjoying something they hoped to have for eternity and more.
~THE END~
Okay, this is the first chapter, but it is not the first ship I started to write for this book... The reason that this is posted first, is because I will be making this into a short book... I really like this random and uncommon ship(Didn't expect for me to actually fall in love with it) So for the future, this will be a book of mine...
For all the other books I have, no I haven't forgotten about them, it's just I don't have the motivation to write them... It also doesn't help that you guys keep on asking when will I update a book... Now don't get me wrong, I LOVE that you enjoy my books, and I love all your comments and requests, but if you keep on asking, it makes me lose motivation, and I don't want to sound like a dick either so if I do, I'm sorry...
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