CW: Loss of a loved one/deceased family member/death of a parent/death or dying, car accident, and mentions of past trauma
Bloodshot eyes, caged by bags and clothes the same as yesterday signaled that Stiles hadn't slept.
"Before you ask," He said. "I didn't find anything. I didn't have time."
"Didn't have time? Dude, people are dying and-"
"-and I was busy totalling Roscoe...Now can you leave me alone." He turned but Scott grabbed his shoulder. Shit. Not Roscoe.
"I'm... I know that jeep meant a lot to you."
"That jeep was all I had left."
Scott's chest tightened. "Stiles, bud...i-it was your Mom's not your Mom."
"Yeah, but-." His voice cracked and he fell into Scott's arms.
"I know," Scott said as Stiles stained his sleeve with tears. "I know."
A/N: So, this is my first ever fanfic and I'm a bit nervous. I think I'll post this on fanfic.net and ao3 as well, but I'd love any and all feedback. Thanks.
BINABASA MO ANG
Goodbye Roscoe
FanfictionScott is upset when he realizes Stiles didn't finish the research he asked him to last night. It turns out Stiles was busy dealing with a lot.
