Scott: You walked into the house, Scott glued to your side. You helped into the living room nearly toppling over with him. “Scott,” you groaned trying to stand up. “I kinda hate you right now.”
"But I love you (Y/N).” He slurred his words together, obviously he was drunk. You sighed heavily. Standing in front of him not knowing what to do. “I’m thirsty.” He laughed. You rolled your eyes getting him a glass of water.
When you came back in, you saw Scott’s face was pale and he looked sick. “Scott, are you okay?” You asked sitting next to him concerned.
"I have to puke." He groaned, his eyes bloodshot. You ran to the kitchen grabbing him a garbage bag and you made it just in time. You dabbed his head with a cold wash cloth. "Thanks." He whispered once he was done.
"You’re welcome." You sighed, "I’m guessing you wanna lay down?" You asked, laughing when he nodded his head up and down obnoxiously. "Okay." You said, laying down so Scott could use your chest as his pillow- since that was his favorite way to lay.
"I love you.": He mumbled before falling into a deep sleep.
"I love you too, kiddo." You kissed his forehead, soon falling asleep as well.
Stiles: You walked into Stiles home once you got his text asking for you, You walked in seeing Stiles stumbling towards you. “What the hell?” You mumbled as he fell into your arms. “Stiles, what are-” You stopped mid sentence smelling the beer in his breath.
"I went out with Scott, Derek and Isaac." He looked up at you with puppy dog eyes. "Take care of meeee." He whined. You couldn’t help but laugh while taking him upstairs and into his room.
You watched as he flopped onto his bed and yawned. “Hungry.” Was all he said, you automatically made him two peanut butter sandwiches and took it back up to him. “Thanks.” He said sitting up.
"You’re welcome." You rubbed his back while he shoved his face with the sandwiches. "Breath child, breath." You joked.
He looked back at you with a wide smile. “I wuv youuuuu.” He slurred his words together.
You rolled your eyes, but still replied with an I love you too and a kiss to his cheek.
Isaac: Your bedroom door slammed open, revealing Isaac. You slumped back into your bed seeing that he was angry. “I hate everyone!” He yelled, you could smell the alcohol on his breath as he got into your face. “P-People are d-dicks. Why?” He asked.
You sat up, patting the seat next to you, Isaac sat on your bed with you, staring at your wall. You rubbed his back, trying to calm him down. “What happened?” You asked.
"Stiles, and Scott ditched me at the bar (Y/N)." There were tears in his eyes and you instantly wanted to kill them..
"Isaac, I’m sure they were drunk too and forgot about you. It isn’t a big deal, okay? Want a glass of water, crackers?" You tried to make him happy. You kissed his cheek and made your way to his lips.
"No," he mumbled in between kisses. "I want you." He grabbed you, picking you up and tossing you lightly on the bed. He crawled on top of you. Kissing down your neck and down your stomach. Stopping at the top of your pants. "Can I?" He smirked.
"Yeah, if I can please you too.." You watched as a devious smiled formed on his face.
Derek: You held Derek up as he stumbled into the loft, and flopped onto the couch. “Your lucky I came to get you.” You yelled, angry with Derek. He promised he wouldn’t go to the party tonight but he did. Getting drunk and making you go and get him.
"I know, I’m sorry (Y/N)… It was just tempting.." He felt guilty, taking your hands in his, and you forgave him. He kissed up hand and arm, kissing your neck leaving goosebumps on your body. "I love you." He yawned.
"I love you too." You smiled, watching as he laid on the couch.
"Lay with me?" He asked.
"After I get you a glass of water and some crackers.." You paused. "I’ll be right back." You kissed his forehead, and by the time you came back, he was passed out on the couch.
You watched Stiles as he played his stupid game, Skyrim. He told you over an hour ago he would get off soon since you were complaining about being bored.. But he completely forgot about you.
Now here you lay on your best friends bed while he is hooked up on this game. You sigh heavily, getting up and pacing around the room. “Stiles, come on I’m bored here!”
"A few more minutes." He said, not taking his eyes off the screen. You smiled to yourself. You walked towards him and fake tripping on top of him.
"Oh darn." You laughed as he pushed you off.
"Don’t even mess me up!"
"I didn’t mean to." You sassed him back, getting up and turning off the TV with the remote. He gave you an evil look.
"(Y/N), I’m almost done!" He whined reaching for the remote but you backed away.
"You said that over an hour ago!" You started running down the stairs when Stiles jumped up off his bed, running after you. You let out a little screech seeing he was close behind.
"(Y/N)!" He screamed, "You better give that back!"
"NEVER." You yelled back, laughing and running in circles. But Stiles finally caught up to you. Tackling you to the ground and pinning your hands above your head.
"I got it." He whispered, chuckling to himself. You puffed out your bottom lip, pouting. "Ohhh." he sighed, "I’m not gonna play. Imma hang out with you."
And in that moment, his smile drew you in. You couldn’t help but keep looking into those big brown eyes. His moles on his face were adorable, and you never felt that way about Stiles. Your heart stopped, and your mind stopped when you felt Stiles press his lips on yours. His lips massaged yours.
You wrapped your hands around his neck, pulling him closer to you. And when you pulled away- you wanted him to come back. “I love you (Y/N).. I’m sorry if you think of me as a friend.. But, I love you more than that.”
"Stiles, I love you too." You laughed seeing his smile widen.
"YES!" He yelled, you cupped his face and pulled it down to yours so you could feel his lips against yours again.
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