am i making you
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What the hell was that? What the actual fucking hell just happened?
Stiles’ mind is all over the place. This guy, he’s…what the hell?
“You just-” Stiles starts, stares at him wide eyed and absolutely perplexed, “you just kissed me!” he accuses.
Surprisingly the anger boiling in his blood eases a little, taken over by the shock and confusion and indignation and Stiles wonders for a minute if that was the purpose of that.He only stares at Stiles with amused, raised eyebrows, “I did, how perceptive,” he comments. It makes the urge to hit him stay in place. Eighty Three takes a step away from the car, towards Stiles, “and I’d still be, if you hadn’t so rudely interrupted.”
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- Part 1 of am i making you
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“Stiles,” Theo calls softly, and Stiles almost holds his breath. He doesn’t turn around, though, just stands there and waits. “I missed you,” Theo repeats, in such a soft silky voice Stiles has trouble connecting it to that confident, smirking, beautiful fucking face of his. He closes his eyes, scrunches up his face in an expression that showcases exactly the frustration going on inside. Because despite the softness he can still hear the teasing undertone. He has no idea how he does it, but Theo knows exactly what he’s doing and Stiles should fucking know better but.
It’s working. It’s bringing back memories and it’s making Stiles want it again. Fuck, he wants it so much it’s an actual physical pain in this stomach. He exhales audibly, closes his hand in a fist, “Oh, fuck you,” he whispers in a defeated tone, “fuck you so much.”
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- Part 2 of am i making you
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Stiles fumbles to open the window, “Theo, what the fuck?!” he whisper-screams, looks around to the neighboring houses. He can feel his heart hammering in his chest.
And Theo says “hi.”
What- does he-
Stiles can’t help but just stare at him. It’s like he lives in another world, seriously. If his neighbors see him, it’s gonna be so much fun explaining to his dad what the hell was some boy doing at Stiles’s window right when the sheriff was on night shift, that’s just amazing timing really.
“You can’t just be there!” Stiles says, upper body out of the window at this point, points at Theo’s general direction waving a little like a crazy person, furrowed brow and exasperated look on his face that only gets worse just as Theo jumps off his truck to run towards the house and starts climbing up to Stiles’ window like it’s nothing, reaches a open mouthed Stiles, hooks his hand up and inside on the top of the window to keep his balance.
“Was that my invite in?”
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- Part 3 of am i making you
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Frozen, heart beating frantic inside his ribcage and brain spasming out with all sorts of incoherent, panicked thoughts, Stiles feels Brett’s nose brush past his earlobe, smelling him.
It works like a jolt of electricity, bringing back all sorts of sensations, memories, feelings, and Theo. In his bed, lying next to him, teasing him, messing up his train of thought with the way his nose buried in Stiles’ neck to smell him, to kiss him, to scent him.Theo, Theo, Theo.
How much he fucking likes Theo.
Brett’s hands feel like rough sharp ice.
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- Part 4 of am i making you