A very puppy senior year (Sterek) (Boyxboy) (completed)

part 27

Soo... New chapter, feeling a bit better but whatever I caught was nastehhh. Seriously, I never have fevers like that, or nearly-fainting and shit xd.. I've still got headaches though :p Well, enjoy the next chapter!!

chapter 27

"Oh shit. Derek, stop him! Kira is outside!" Stiles managed to yell before a loud yowl sounded from outside and Stiles ran out in the direction of the sound when once again Isaac had been the victim of Scott while trying to protect his almost-girlfriend. The poor pup was laying on the ground again, clutching his leg and side, and Stiles gasped when he realised that was only one wound. "All humans exept for Allison, get Isaac and get out!" Derek commanded. "And please take care of him this time!" Stiles quickly added, before Danny and Lydia obeyed without further comment. Meanwhile Scott was circling a nearly hyperventilating Kira who was holding... Some sort of samurai sword? "Kira, don't try to defend yourself! He's too powerful, just let the other werewolves take him!" Stiles screamed, but his words fell on deaf ears as the japanese girl wielded her sword with a mind-boggling precision in multiple threatening moves which made even Scott slow his attack down enough for the rest of the pack to pounce on him and Boyd and Derek were able to hold the snarling werewolf down, but it visibly cost them all their effort to keep him contained. So, Stiles did the only thing he could. "I'm sorry Scott" he whispered while blowing the handful of mountain ash he'd received from a small jar, which he'd carried around in procaution since he'd found out that Scott was stuck in his shift, in the poor werewolf's face, knocking him unconscious effectively. "I'm so sorry puppy" he muttered while Derek and Boyd lifted the unconscious werewolf off the dirt and dragged him into the backseat of the camaro where Stiles sat with him, knowing it would take the pup about half an hour to wake up. During the drive home noone really said anything, Stiles just sat in the backseat with Scott's head in his lap, combing through his pup's black hair with his hands absentmindedly. "Stiles, please don't feel guilty. It had to be done, or he would've killed all of us" Derek said, and Stiles sighed. "I know, but it's gonna hurt him so bad when he wakes up. I hate it, especially that I did that to him" he sighed, and Derek smiled at him reassuringly while Boyd was still sitting in front of him silently, all the muscles in his back tense. "Boyd, are you okay?" He asked softly, and the werewolf shrugged. "Sure. I'm fine, aren't I?" He replied blankly, and Stiles sighed. "Come on, what's wrong? There's noone in this car who's gonna tell" Stiles said, and Boyd sighed. "I just wonder... When is it gonna get easier? Everytime things seem to be okay, something.bad happens. I feel like we constantly have to walk on our toes. I mean, I love this pack, this family, but I didn't sign up for this!" He ranted, starting to talk louder as he went on, and Stiles sighed and lay a hand on his shoulder. "Derek, stop the car" He stated, and Derek raised his eyebrows at his mate in the rearview mirror. "But we're almost home" he said, and Stiles sighed. "I know, that's why Boyd and me are walking the last bit" he said, earning surprised looks from both his pup and his mate while Scott was still laying unconscious with his head in Stiles' lap. "Just do it!" Stiles exclaimed exasperatedly, amd Derek finally parked the car on the side of the road, allowing Boyd and Stiles to get out before driving off again. "So. Talk" Stiles said when they started walking. "What?" Boyd.asked, and Stiles rolled his eyes. "Talk to me. Tell me everything that's been on your mind lately, because this didn't just come out of nowhere" Stiles said, and Boyd didn't look at him, just tugged his hands away in his pockets and sighed. "It's just.. I've always been the outcast of the pack. Even the twins mixed easier with the others than I did. Nobody ever really notices me, not even you. I'm not important to anyone in the pack, exept maybe Erica. So for her, I put up with everything. But when there's more and more danger, how can I stay here with her? If nobody's gonna miss me, why don't I just take her and leave? I wanted to be changed because I really didn't want to sit alone every day. Well, guess what. I still do" he said, and after that moment they walked in silence for a little while, Stiles shocked about Boyd's words, and Boyd just really done talking. "Boyd" Stiles started, grabbing the man's arm to stop him from walking on.  "I had no idea that you felt like this. You should've said something before, because than I could've told you that none of this is true. You're not an outcast Boyd. You don't mix easy, because you don't have to. Everyone feels at ease with you around, they don't need confirmation. Don't you notice how everyone's relaxed when you are? Derek probably wouldn't want me telling you this yet, but you're the next beta. You're the one who calms everyone with his presence when the alpha has to make difficult decisions. And for me not noticing you? Of course I do. I notice that every time we watch a movie, you pretend to fall asleep so you can listen to the pack talk and have fun, which makes you happy because in your previous family there was only screaming. I know that you shut off as a defense mechanism. I know your favourite color is the exact shade of red Erica's lipstick has, but that you're too ashamed to tell anyone. I know you absolutely love blueberry pie, and that you hate it when anyone in the pack is upset. I know that everyone sees you as the older brother, even though you were the last one turned. And for you leaving? I know that you're scared Boyd, but without you everyone would lose their minds. I know the life of a werewolf is more dangerous than you might've anticipated, but you have a pack around you who would die for you. All of them. So don't you ever dare to think you're alone. Everyone in the pack, including me, loves you. And I really should've taken my adderal today" Stiles ranted, and Boyd just looked at him with big eyes and the shade of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Thanks ma. But of you ever tell anyone about the lipstick thing I definetely am leaving" he stated, and Stiles chuckled before running a hand over his pup's bald head. "Sure pup. Let's head home now though" he said, and together they walked home in a comfortable silence. Thankfully they only had to walk for a minute or five before they reached the Hale house, because Stiles was quite worried about Scott and Isaac. When they came in, Stiles gave Boyd a little smile before looking around to spot the twins, Jackson and softly talking on the couch. "Hey guys!" Stiles smiled, and the others greeted him back. "Is Scott awake yet?" He asked, and Aiden shook his head. "Derek brought him to his room. He said Scott might still be out of control when he wakes up" Aiden said nervously, and Stiles sighed. "I'll go up there later. And how's Isaac?" He asked, and Ethan shrugged. "He's better, I suppose. the girls are with him in your room" He said, and Stiles nodded. "Okay, thanks pups!" he called before making his way up the stairs. When he reached his and Dereks room, he smiled when he saw Isaac was bandaged up and wearing new sweatpants and was softly talking with the girls. "Hey baby, how are you feeling?" Stiles asked, and Isaac smiled softly. "Better, I'm halfway healed I think. It stopped bleeding" he replied, and Stiles hugged him carefully. "You're always the one caught inbetween, aren't you?" He said while ruffling the boy's curls. "Thanks for helping, girls" He smiled, and they smiled back. "Anytime" they said, and Stiles didn't fail to notice the extra glance Kira and Isaac exchanged, and he mentally cooed at them. "Isaac, you should probably take a nap before going downstairs, ask someone to help if your leg isn't healed by then. I'm gonna check up on Scott for a moment" he said before he and the girls (exept Kira...) exited the room. When he got to Scotts room, Stiles came in to see Derek sitting on a chair, watching a rapidly breathing but still unconscious Scott. "Thank god you're here. He's about to wake up. Be careful though, he might still be dangerous" Derek said, and Stiles nodded before walking over to Scott and softly stroking the fur on his.cheeks. "Oh Scott, what in the world did you get yourself into" Stiles whispered, and he felt Dereks hand on his shoulder while Scott unconsciously whimpered and squirmed a bit. Stiles knew that the result of the mountain ash would be a terrible migraine and nausea that would hold on for an hour or two. "Hey bub" he whispered softly, and Scott opened his eyes a little, growling at the light that fell through the open window. "Yeah, we should close that, shouldn't we?" Stiles said, and Derek quickly closed the green curtains. "Are you you again?" Stiles asked, and Scott nodded and whimpered. "Yeah honey, I know it hurts. Why don't you go to sleep for a bit?" Stiles said, and Scott huffed before reaching for a notepad and a pen on the desk next to his bed, toppling over his pencilcase in the proces, whick.made him startle back and clutch his head. Stiles didn't say anything, just reached for the things himself and handed them to his pup, who gratefully took it and quickly scribbled something on there before handing it back to Stiles.