sidekickstilinski:

iamthefirechild:

“I’m not against parties,” she agreed. “I wouldn’t know about going alone or not, since I’ve never been to one either. You … want me to go with you?” Her smile was wry. “Wouldn’t you usually ask someone you’re dating?”

“I’m not actually dating anyone,” he narrowed his eyes at her slightly. “If I were, that would put you in an awkward place, wouldn’t it? Seeing as how you take a liking to coming up and randomly kissing me.”

“Awkward is pretty much how my life works.” Summer offered a shrug. “I figured, if you didn’t want it, you would tell me.” She glanced away. “Did you not?”

sidekickstilinski:

iamthefirechild:

“I know who you are,” she said softly, like she’s been watching for a long time. “I’m Summer.” She took his hand, one swift clasp, and let go again. “So, um. Valentine’s date. Something in particular you need a date for?”

“Summer,” he repeated. “Well, there’s this party…you’re not against parties, are you? You’re not supposed to go alone…or at least I assume since it’s a Valentine’s party? I’ve never been to one.”

“I’m not against parties,” she agreed. “I wouldn’t know about going alone or not, since I’ve never been to one either. You … want me to go with you?” Her smile was wry. “Wouldn’t you usually ask someone you’re dating?”

sidekickstilinski:

iamthefirechild:

“It’s the smile. It’s the freckles, the way you hold yourself, your voice, your eyes, your mouth, your hands — sorry.” She’s flushed and hiding behind her hands now. “I’ll just — ” Gesturing behind her, like she means to leave.

“Wait, no! Uh-” He ran his hand through his hair and shifted his weight before sticking out his hand as to shake hers. “I’m Stiles. You don’t have to go anywhere…unless you want to, but, you know, it’s cool.”

“I know who you are,” she said softly, like she’s been watching for a long time. “I’m Summer.” She took his hand, one swift clasp, and let go again. “So, um. Valentine’s date. Something in particular you need a date for?”