Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, (Y/n) (Y/L/n) have been friends since birth. And tonight they had nothing to do, no werewolf business. What should they do?
Stiles - I'm so, BOOORED!
Both you and Scott roll your eyes.
Scott - Well, what should we do...
You make the sound of a gasp as you sit up lighting fast but instantly regret as you feel a major headache coming on- you lie back down trying to get comfortable with this forming headache. You need meds, but you can't be bothered to get up so, you start looking around your room or, so you thought it was, your vision is quite blurry, so you make out objects well, you see a lot of (blue) which, doesn't make sense cause that's not your favourite colour (sorry if your favourite colour is blue)you raise your upper body into the sitting position and look around the room in confusion-
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
you start to feel cold very fast, which is weird cause your PJs usually keep you warm (sorry if you go stark), you look down, and by your surprise, you're naked, you start to feel incredibly frightened, not your room, no clothes on. (WHAT IS GOING ON!!!) With your blurry vision that seems to be clearing up with that, you decide to get up, taking the blanket with you, you start to investigate the room. What you can't grasp is that things look familiar, the bed, the floor, even the laptop- you look up from the desk with much clearer vision and see the thing that solidifies where you are, the infamous Stiles Stilinski suspect board.........WHAT!?!?
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
(What, HUHHH! What I am doing in Stiles's bedroom, you ran a hand through your hair (if you can) in confusion and tress, did we do it, did we both want it, did either of us force it on each other?)
You froze as you started to hear footsteps nearing the room-
(Oh no, what do I do, pretend I'm sleeping, confront him!!!)
-you froze again, facing the door as it started to open, and in came Stiles- you held the sheet closer as the door opened fully, and Stiles stepped in and put a bag down from what looked to be a Holland & Barrett'sbag, probably some medicine and snacks, hopefully.
(3 pov)
Stiles looked up from the bag to the bed expecting to see his resting Best-friend but saw no one, but then his eyes connected to the bed sheet trail to the other side of the room when he looked up from where the line stopped and saw the deer caught in the headlights face of his friend who squeaked out a small, hi.
