BOOK 2 to 'True Survival - Teen Wolf'
The riddles have been solved, the truths have been revealed and the stories have been told.
Now life in Beacon Hills seems better, but peace never usually last long, in a town where dead bodies turn up on every...
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5 x 03 ~ Dreamcatchers
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Leo's POV
I watched as Parrish got up from his desk, and took a folder from another deputy.
"It should be a crime to look that good in khaki," I said out loud, Scott looked back through the glass wall, into the bullpen,
"Who Parrish?" He asked and I nodded with a smirk,
"Have you ever liked any guy you're own age?" Stiles asked me,
"What can I say, I have a type," I said as I looked back at Parrish and watched as he walked away, "I hate to see him go, but I love to see him walk away,"
"You're gross," Scott joked before he looked back at his phone, and I scoffed, I leaned back in the chair before I groaned,
"Remind me again why I'm here?" I asked as I spun in the sheriff's chair, that was oddly very comfortable,
"You're here because your our friend," Stiles said to me, "And to provide moral support,"
I turned my gaze on him, he did his classic cheeky smile, at I just blinked at him.
"I thought you said you wanted him here for fashion advice?" Scott asked as he looked up from his phone, I looked at him then back to Stiles,
"No I didn't," Stiles said, tick, he looked back at me and saw the glare on my face, "Yes I did, but come on, neither Scott or I, know anything about dressing for a mature, adult, senior citizen date,"
"So you assumed, that just because I'm gay... I have an amazing fashion sense?" I asked him, his mouth opened and closed, like he was seriously considering answering that question, when the door behind him swung open and his father walked in,
"Okay, which tie?" He asked as we all turned to look at him, then they all turned to look at me, and I sighed,
"You made your point, but that doesn't excuse you for your crimes against the gays," I said as I hopped up from the chair, I walked over to his father and looked at the two ties he held up, one a shade of orange, the other was a nice, dark blue, I took the orange one, "and this is an actual crime, whoever chose this color should be imprisoned,"
"Stiles isn't that the-" Scott begun to say,
"Shut up!" Stiles said louder cutting him off, I rolled my eyes before I took the blue tie and properly tied it around his next, I smoothed down his jacket and took a step back, to admire the work,
The Sheriff smelled nervous but given the situation, it was warranted. He walked around to his desk and picked up the mirror he brought from his home.
"Oh, I should've got a haircut," he said, while he looked at his reflection and tried to fix his hair,
"Well, you know someone your age should be happy you still have hair to cut," Stiles said as he stepped in front of him, and his father cut a cold look up at his son,
