*The pretty sunlight poured from Scott's dull curtains. God he hated mornings, but this morning... oh he hated it more than anything in this world. He felt freezing cold, and no matter how many blankets he covered himself in, he was still cold.*
*With nobody to specifically rely on, he called you. One of his best friends in the world to come over and check on what in the hell was wrong with him, and as soon as you walked through his bedroom door, his blue eyes lit up. Like he had just saw an angel walk through his door.*
"Thank God." *He simply stated while his head lolled back into the comfort of his pillows. He loved your presence whether he admitted it or not.*
*With a slight smile on his lips, he watched as you took his temperature and babied him. Pulling a fuzzy blanket up onto his chest, gently wiping his head with a warm cloth, he was in love. The way you helped him and cared for him, it all made his heart race with a certain type of warmness he couldn't put his finger on anymore.*
stiles comes to your house after a rough day
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Waking up in his arms.
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