Stiles had been ranting about something, he couldn’t even remember what it was anymore because his brain had scrambled the moment Theo had pulled him in and actually kissed him. “I…have been looking.” Staring was a more adequate term, though, and luckily not many had noticed. He had hoped he’d been subtle enough to keep his crush on the other quiet. But now Theo was kissing him and Stiles really didn’t want to stop. “I didn’t think anyone noticed.” his voice was soft, surprised and he licked his lips, honey gold eyes opening to look at Theo. “Kiss me again?” he asked a little breathlessly.
Theo knew that something had been going on between them. He just couldnt really figure it out until now, although the definition was still unclear to the chimaera. “It’s okay to look Stiles.” he stated with a small grin a little giddy in this moment. “I have been feeling a certain way around you, and I decided to act upon it. I was trying to figure out if you were just joking around, or if you’re being blatantly honest.” he sighed as he caressed Stiles’ cheek with his thumb. “Gladly.” he responded as he attacked the other’s lips again a little more aggressively.
Stiles couldn’t help the nervous little smile. “Yeah, I look a lot. I just thought I was being subtle.” he countered, any other comment swallowed by Theo’s lips. He reached out to pull The closer, backing himself into the wall as he tried to slip a hand beneath Theo’s shirt. He didn’t know why, but he wanted Theo. A low moan escaped him and one hand reached up to run through dark hair. He wasn’t entirely sure he was awake anymore, but for a change – if he wasn’t awake – he didn’t want to wake up until the end.
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