Stiles Stilinski - Wrapped Around Your Finger

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"Right, so if you divide X by Y, what do you get?" You asked Stiles pointing to his maths book that was opened in front of him. He was struggling in his classes because of all the supernatural going on around you both and you had promised to help him study, you knew that he didn't deserve to go to summer school just for saving his friends lives, especially yours. 

"Y/N, I really don't know. I'm going to go to summer school, I'm officially a summer school dork!" Stiles rolled over in his back while you just watched him with a slight grin. This boy that was lay next to you always seemed to cheer you up, no matter what mood you was in. You tapped his shoulder to regain his attention before trying to explain some algebra to him. 

"Dividing variables in an algebra problem is fairly straightforward Stiles. Each variable is considered separately. The number coefficients are reduced the same as in simple fractions. When dividing variables, you write the problem as a fraction. Then, using the greatest common factor, you divide the numbers and reduce. You use the rules of exponents to divide variables that are the same — so you subtract the powers." After your long explanation, you look over to Stiles to see him looking at you with his mouth wide open in shock. "What?" You questions your friend laughing a little. 

"That was hot!" He admitted. You saw his face grow red instantly regretting what he had said. You smile to yourself looking away, not wanting him to know that affected you in a way it shouldn't. "Uh, I'm, um. Im sorry, Y/N." He at up a little. You looked round back at him and stared at his lips for a second before conjuring up a plan. 

"Lie down." You demanded him. He didn't question you and did as you told. "Now close your eyes, Stilinski." And again, he did as you said. You started to think wether you had him wrapped around your finger at this moment, he always seemed to do anything that you asked. You sat on his waist so you straddled him and crashed your lips into his. The nervous boy took no time in kissing back, he didn't know about algebra but he sure knew about this. His hand grabbed the side of your cheek while the other made their way down to your waist. As you pulled back he looked at you stunned, wondering why a girl like you would kiss a boy like him. 

"Why?" He whispered to you as your faces where still inches apart. 

"Are you gonna continue to ask questions or are you gonna kiss me again?" You smirk again waiting for his soft lips on your own. You didn't have to wait long because his kisses were as desperate at yours. You always knew this boy could do something other then saving lives.

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