It was strange how the bite had changed so much of their lives. He'd gone from being a relatively scrawny kid with asthma to and athletic star at school. Stiles had had to protect him because he often tried to do more than he physically could back then. Now Scott spent all his time finding ways to protect Stiles and the rest of those he loved.

Up until this moment, he'd thought of his love for Stiles in a different sense. As they kissed, he knew it had just exploded into something new, different, and better. It was all he could do to keep from pushing Stiles back and doing what he'd always hoped to do with him. Of course, that would've been a really dick move (pardon the pun) given Stiles' physical state.

Whenever it was they broke the kiss, it would have to be Stiles who does it. He'll just stare at his best friend.. and now kissing buddy.. without knowing what to say or do next.