"Ah. Well, I should very subtly assuage his doubts." Pause. "And speaking of this... I'm not sure it's the best idea for you to, uh. Stay on the team. At least while you're getting everything under, ah, control."

"Oh. I thought I was doing okay, since we talked..."

"You're doing better, yeah, but... I mean, it is ultimately your decision, but being under control includes stuff like not being too good at lacrosse because it stands out, for instance."

"I hate to say it, but he's right. You still don't have complete control, it's not safe yet- and even when it is, you came out of nowhere, you have to let it settle in, I think." 

He nods slowly.

"Okay. I'll talk to coach tomorrow."

"I'm sorry," he sighs, and squeezes Stiles' hand.

"Scott, it's fine. Lacrosse isn't everything." 

"I know. Should I get in the Jeep, or am I walking home?"

"Scott, I'm pretty sure I can control myself long enough to drive." 

"Ah, but can I?" he says, looking at Stiles and smirking.

"After I drop Scott off, you can do whatever you want." 

"Sounds good enough to me."

"You guys have fun with that." 

The ride is perfectly professional and innocent. 

Scott goes home. 

Scott walks into his building.

And oh look now Stiles' face is full of Ade.

Stiles is not a great kisser, but he's very responsive, and adapts quickly. 

It's not hard to figure out what Ade likes.

Nope, not hard at all, and vice-versa, and Ade doesn't exactly care about the lack of experience because, again, his face is full of cute boy.

"Backseat?"

"Hmm yeah sounds like a good idea—" Kiss. "—or we could go to my place instead of snogging in front of Scott's."

Well, they have to stop so Stiles can drive, but he seems amenable. 

Sure, sure, Ade won't distract him except by looking at him like he's made of candy.

And then they're at Ade's place. 

The door is really looking far away, but Stiles can probably make it if Ade doesn't do anything tempting.

Nah, other than hold his hand Ade will contentedly lead the way inside.

"So. Let's take a tour of your room?"