AU: Scott/ Stiles/ Gabriel

[truealphascott]

No one knows why half the things in Beacon Hills happen. It's not exactly something they like to put on tour guides advertising the place.

Scott had gone to work right after his class, which left Stiles to drive home on his own. He would've been able to leave sooner but he'd gotten detention. This one had been totally Scott's fault and he'd apologized at lunch, but he hadn't been able to get Stiles out of it. So when Stiles left the school building there wasn't too many around. Just as he was reaching the parking lot, a bright white flash blinded him for a moment. There was a thud and a groan of pain and then everything went right back to normal. Except now there was a blonde kid laying on the ground not ten yards from him. He was still and unconscious, but there was something remarkably familiar about his face. He wore a coat and scarf, even though it was May and he had he didn't have anything with him besides that.

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[myhouse_myrules]

Some of the comics they read had them beating each other up good. Though it didn't mean that they were being serious about it. After all, someone had to be the bad guy between the two of them. Something that they'd switch back and forth on. Sometimes, though, Stiles would go a bit easy on Scott. Back then the other still had asthma and couldn't get too much into things. Not without having an attack.

What he doesn't expect is the kiss and for a moment he's not sure what to do. It doesn't, however, take long for him to start kissing him back. A soft groan escaping him at the feel of those lips on his own. Something he's been wanting for a while and if anything the blush on his cheeks says just as much.

[truealphascott]

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.