Moving. Yet again. Because this ducking stupid—
No. Get yourself under control. You know what happened that time—
Okay. New school. Mmhm. It's alright.
He arrives at the school...
Moving. Yet again. Because this ducking stupid—
No. Get yourself under control. You know what happened that time—
Okay. New school. Mmhm. It's alright.
He arrives at the school...
Kiss, indeed.
Not too long, though. They've had enough adventuring for one day, after all.
"Have a good night," he says, as he pulls away.
Stiles goes home, and does not call Scott and tell him everything.
He does send him a helpful text, which should serve to explain his mood.
He falls asleep quite pleased with himself.
And she walks up to him. "So I guess I forgot to tell you about my other shapeshifting magic."
She grins. "I don't think that's how virginity works but I am certainly not going to complain if you want round two. Today, however, I think we had Star Wars scheduled, yes?"
"Oh, no, we'll be very very quiet. Won't do to ruin this experience, you and I need to learn to appreciate Star Wars, don't we?"
"No, no, my thing was that I had seen it but hadn't found it awesome, it's just Scott who hasn't seen it at all."
"Stiles, is Star Wars more important to you than flirting? Because it seems like it might be."