Fear | Stiles Stilinski

Kiss

"Are you going to tell me anything?" Stiles huffed, though his voice was a whisper as he spoke.

"I've told you. You're my mate." Roman smiled slightly, his expression innocent for the first time in a long time, peering over Stiles shoulder to watch as he tried to open a door which was clearly locked.

"Am I supposed to understand what that means?" Stiles bit back sarcastically, huffing annoyed when the door wouldn't budge.

"Hmm." Roman just hummed in reply, his eyes tracing the red marks crawling up Stiles' neck. Darting forwards out of curiosity, Roman licked up the strange lines, his nose wrinkling at their bitter taste. Stiles flailed, jumping back in shock as he rubbed his neck in disgust.

"Dude!"

"Do you need the door open?" Roman cocked his head to the side, watching as Stiles glared at him with wide eyes, his gaze drifting to the locked door.

"You-I..Are you?-" Stiles stuttered in pure shock, questioning everything about the boy in front of him.

"The door?" Roman hummed, his eyes darting down the abandoned corridor at the distant sound of footsteps getting closer.

"Someone is coming. Tick tock, mate." Stiles shook his head at Roman's words before looking at the door and nodding, giving a silent confirmation to the question.

Rolling his eyes, Roman grinned, grabbing onto the rusty doorknob and pulling, the steel lock snapping off into his hand as he looked to Stiles. Tilting his head, he mockingly bowed as he gestured for Stiles to go first, a proud look in his dark eyes.

"Ladies first." Stiles frowned at him, confused at how quickly Roman switched between animalistic and creepy to charming.

Stepping into the room and down the rickety stairs into the pitch black basement, Stiles shivered at the cold air blowing through the room as he itched the marks on his neck. Roman skipped down behind him, unaffected by the cold air and sinister environment.

Roman stepped forwards, his body tensing as a strong sense of fear encompassed him, this entire room was coated in it, almost like fear was seeping from the dry walls and crying out to him. His boy twitched slightly, the feeling was almost overwhelming, a sigh of pleasure leaving his cracked lips as the beautiful fear passed into him.

"Roman?" Stiles' voice was hesitant, almost worried, as he watched.

Roman could barely hear him, the sounds around him muffled as the waves crashed into him repeatedly, his black eyes fell shut, his head titled towards the ceiling as he inhaled deeply. The fear, coated in so much pain, was too much for him to take at once, more than he had ever felt before. His body shook as the black veins crawled up his face, his appearance flickering slightly. He could feel it coming, he could feel it digging itself out of its hole, dragging itself to the surface and clawing at his heart, begging for entry. He didn't care, he was too out of it to push back, to keep the monster contained. Bright, burning gold coated his irises as he opened his eyes, sharp claws growing from his nails as the beast grew closer to the surface.

"Roman?!" He could feel someone urgently shaking him, calling for him, trying to bring him back.

A sharp, high pitches giggle fell from his lips, his complexion fading to a snow white as sharp fangs pierced his gums.

And then it stopped.

Everything stopped, frozen, as soft lips pressed into his. His breathing paused as he froze, the monsters claws slowly fading away, his complexion returning and his teeth retracting as he kissed back.

Stiles.

Grabbing onto the boys head, Roman pushed himself further into Stiles, his lips pressing harder as he realised what had happened. Stiles had kissed him.

He kissed him.

His mate had kissed him!

Growling lowly when Stiles pulled away, he opened his now natural eyes to stare at the shocked Stiles who was trying to catch his breathe.

"How did you do that?" Roman frowned confused, nobody had ever been able to pull him back into control when it started to take over.

"I um...when I kissed you, you stopped breathing. You um.." Stiles looked away, his cheeks burning red as he rambled about panic attacks and how to stop them.

Roman watched him in awe, his lips pulling up into a genuine smile as he studied his mate, he was perfect.

"Roman?" Stiles waved his hands in front of Roman's face, clearly aiming to catch his attention as he continued to blush.

"Hmm?"

"What was...that." Stiles gestured to him, scratching his head awkwardly as he did so.

"...nothing important." Roman studied him, he didn't want to tell his mate about his other side, not when they'd just met, he wouldn't scare his mate away. He would never hurt Stiles, he knew the monster wouldn't either, but he shook his head and waved away Stiles' concerns. He couldn't know.