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10 DAYS SJDKDBDKNs sry
stiles knows for a fact that derek can tell that they know that he’s here but he still stands there, as if he’s expecting something. stiles groans shortly after scott does. “i’m assuming some s--- is about to go down. we should hurry and go out there because he doesn’t look too happy right now.” -
🙄🙄
also, scotts rambling sounds like something he would say bc remember when he was rambling abt allison that one time..but i feel like it sorta sounds like stiles BUT I HOPE NOT.,,, tried my best to do smth scott would say..hes a stressed boy alright
scott nods his head in agreement, "yeah, you're right." as he says this, he feels a burning sensation, much like someone's watching him. he turns his head and his eyes meet lydia's confused ones— she could clearly see that something was off.
scott mouths 'derek' and nods his head in the direction of the window. she sighs and rolls her eyes before walking off. he looks back at stiles, "dude, lydia doesn't look too happy either at the fact derek's here at her party. if derek's here then that means something's wrong, and if something's wrong it'll ruin lydia's party, and if it ruins lydia party she might be understanding but also super pissed! i don't know which one because women are really, really confusing," scott rambles, voice whiney at the end of it. -
😰😰😰
“hey, hey,” stiles starts, putting both of his hands on scott’s shoulders. “calm down, buddy. we aren’t going to ruin anything, okay? we’re just going to go outside and talk to derek without causing a scene. we should hurry and go before more people start to notice him, though.” he says, taking scott’s wrist. he quickly leads him to the front door and they both exit the house, hopefully not catching anyone’s attention. -
what jackson calls them is a reference to the show LMFAO smth he actually called them 😭👍
scott allows stiles to grab his wrist and lead him towards the door. hopefully they didn't look too suspicious because if more people got involved, it'd just make everything messy and confusing--
"hey, left and right testicle. where do you think you're going?" jackson, from where he was leaning on the wall outside near the door, questions the two. scott turns around and draws out an 'uh', looking back and forth between stiles and jackson.
"i uh, dropped my inhaler and we were gonna go look for it. you know, asthma," scott gestures to his nose and mouth area.
jackson raises his eyebrows in amusement and nods his head, "right. you sure you're not gonna go talk to that creepy dude near the road who's been standing there for like thirty minutes?" he inquires in an accusing tone. -
SRYYYYY
“what are you even talking about?” stiles asks, looking out the window and blatantly ignoring the figure that’s totally not glaring at him right now. “dude, there’s literally no one out there. like, i see a pole, a dog s---ting, and maybe a few flowers. you might wanna get your eyes checked, buddy.” -
WINDOW? THEYRE OUTSIDE
jackson scoffs and shoves the other male by his shoulder, moving him out the way. he steps off the porch and moves closer to the road. "hey, the hell are you doing here, weirdo? you do realize this a party for teenagers, right?" he has a cocky smirk plastered on his face as he crosses his arms. the figure — or, derek — doesn't reply or move, he continues to stand still.
scott looks at stiles with wide eyes before running to jackson and wrapping one arm around his shoulders, turning him in the other direction. "i actually just remembered lydia wanted me to tell you that she said to tell you that she wanted you to come inside." he smiles sweetly and jackson looks at him with a judging, confused face. -
STOP I FORGOT LDHKJDJSKD
“yeah, she sounded pretty mad too so you better hurry before she gets pissed off with you... again.” stiles says, muttering the last part. he then looks over at derek and winces at the look on his face. “we’ll be there in a second, stop looking at us like that!” he whisper shouts towards derek. -
"again?" jackson scoffs and shrugs before he walks away. scott lets out a breath of relief before looking at derek and noticing the sour face he had on. the extra sour face when he was more annoyed than usual.
scott jogs across the road (stiles following behind him) and stops in front of derek. next thing he knows they're both getting thrown against a tree. "what the hell, derek?! i swear to god if you say something about us going to this party, i'm gonna—"
"shut up. the kanima? yeah, it's here. i was watching it when it was on the roof. it saw me, hissed, then ran off. jackson came outside shortly after, adjusting his shirt like he, i don't know, maybe transformed into some f---ing serial killer lizard." derek says through gritted teeth and gestures his hands towards the house. -
🤪 hey
“even though i wouldn’t be surprised if he actually was the kanima, i highly doubt it’s him. i mean, come on. the dude was probably making out with lydia or something.” stiles says, grimacing at the thought. “if anything, i’m 98 percent sure the kanima just got scared of you and ran into the woods.” -
"ask him where he was ten minutes ago then." derek says. scott looks at derek with an offended face, "hey, don't get an attitude with us! we could be partying right now, and—and getting girls! but instead we're looking for a freaking killer lizard and—"
derek rolls his eyes and pushes them both by the neck towards the house. "just go ask him." he pauses in between each word, getting irritated at this point. scott throws his hands up in the air but keeps walking to find jackson. -
stiles snickers and nudges his elbow into scott’s side. “getting girls? nice one, scott.” they walk inside and he instantly notices jackson getting a drink from the punch bowl. stiles walks up beside him, trying not to look too suspicious. “so, jackson,” he starts off before asking bluntly, “where were you 10 minutes ago? were you, i don’t know, passed out somewhere? making out with someone?”
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jackson slowly turns his head to look at stiles with his eyes narrowed. "what the hell are you talking about, dumb---?" jackson fully turns around and notices scott standing there, waiting expectantly for his reply. "i was—" he freezes, realizing he couldn't recall what he was doing ten minutes ago. he looks down in thought before shrugging it off, "i was talking to lydia. why does it matter, stilinski?"
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bump 😐
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HEYYYYY
stiles dodges the question. “why’d you hesitate, jackson? looks like you were thinking long and hard about what you were doing 10 minutes ago,” stiles says in an accusing tone. “did you, i don’t know, wake up with your clothes off?” stiles doesn’t realize how what he just said can be taken in many different ways. -
i make him say idk a lot omg 😭
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