Stiles [ @lostshieldandhammer ]
Stiles was curled up in the California king bed when he heard Derek and Peter coming into the cabin. He heard the knock on the bedroom door and sighed softly, sliding out of the bed. He’d been there for four days now and had barely done anything more than sleep. He hadn’t even really eaten, not feeling able to really do anything.
He unlocked the bedroom door and opened it slowly before backing away from the wolves and moving to crawl back into the bed once more. “I didn’t think you’d come look for me,” he said quietly. “I’m sorry… I just… couldn’t stay there… not with Scott and the others coming around… not after everything that happened…”
Neither wolf said a thing, Peter taking one side and Derek the other as they crawled in with the teen. “It’s okay, Stiles.” Peter replied. “But you can’t skip school. I know you don’t want to be around Scott, but don’t let him take your grades from you.”
“You should have told us, we would have come with you,” Derek added, pressing a kiss to the human’s temple. “You know we love you, Stiles.”
Peter ran his fingers through brown hair and watched Stiles quietly. “You had us worried. And it’s been gradually harder not to throw Scott through a wall or five.” he admitted.
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