“Umm.. For being late? Also what stealing thing are you talking about exactly??” Stiles inquired as he took the hoodie from her, his tone utterly confused.
She pulled up the original texts, turning her wrist to show him her phone screen. “This one? Where you accused me of stealing your hoodie — which smells of dog by the way — for no good reason?”
It didn’t actually smell of dog, it smelled of Stiles, which she kind of liked. But she wasn’t telling him that.
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“Holy Shit Summer! ” Stiles exclaimed flabbergasted, trailing after the redhead with his mouth open.
“Summer, Wait!”“So.. Where do you want to go? What do you want to do? I’ve never really done something like that..” Stiles asked timidly, his blush intensifying, if that was even possible.
She looked up at him, eyes flickering up, then away, and gently touched her fingertips to his cheek. “Could we — could we go canoeing? Out on the lake? I’d like that .. “
“Canoeing? Is that even safe? Also what lake are we talking about here? I didn’t know there was a lake in Beacon Hills!” Stiles babbled in a confused tone, brows furrowing in an adorable way.
“Of course it’s safe!” Summer protested. She pouted at him. “If you don’t want to, then you suggest a date.”
“OK OK! We can go canoeing okay? Only if you promise to assemble a picnic basket filled with goodies. Deal?” Stiles grumbled, gripping her hand.
She frowned sadly up at him, taken aback. “If you really don’t want to … I can make the picnic basket for anything … “
Stiles ran out of the school, letting out a string of cuss words. He was late. Summer was going to murder him.
“Oh my god I’m so so so sorry!” Stiles apologized as he reached the redhead, giving her his best puppy dog look.
Summer glanced up, shocked. She honestly hadn’t expected him to turn up at all. “Here’s your hoodie,” she said neutrally, pulling it out from under the straps of her backpack. “Which bit are you sorry for? Being late, or the stealing thing?”
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“Holy Shit Summer! ” Stiles exclaimed flabbergasted, trailing after the redhead with his mouth open.
“Summer, Wait!”“So.. Where do you want to go? What do you want to do? I’ve never really done something like that..” Stiles asked timidly, his blush intensifying, if that was even possible.
She looked up at him, eyes flickering up, then away, and gently touched her fingertips to his cheek. “Could we — could we go canoeing? Out on the lake? I’d like that .. “
“Canoeing? Is that even safe? Also what lake are we talking about here? I didn’t know there was a lake in Beacon Hills!” Stiles babbled in a confused tone, brows furrowing in an adorable way.
“Of course it’s safe!” Summer protested. She pouted at him. “If you don’t want to, then you suggest a date.”
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“Holy Shit Summer! ” Stiles exclaimed flabbergasted, trailing after the redhead with his mouth open.
“Summer, Wait!”“How about I take you on a date first?” Stiles stuttered, blushing furiously about Summer’s previous comments.
“Yeah.” Summer nodded convulsively. “Yes, that’s a good idea, yes.”
“So.. Where do you want to go? What do you want to do? I’ve never really done something like that..” Stiles asked timidly, his blush intensifying, if that was even possible.
She looked up at him, eyes flickering up, then away, and gently touched her fingertips to his cheek. “Could we — could we go canoeing? Out on the lake? I’d like that .. “
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“Holy Shit Summer! ” Stiles exclaimed flabbergasted, trailing after the redhead with his mouth open.
“Summer, Wait!”“Really..” Stiles murmured, pulling her in for another kiss, this one deeper and more passionate than the last one.
She locked her hands into his shirt, hanging on. She felt like her knees were melting out from beneath her. After a long moment where she tried desperately to reciprocate his kiss, she drew back to breathe. “Stiles .. ” She cleared her throat, trying to get herself back under control. “I-if you’re going to do /that/ again, maybe we should, uh, go somewhere else.”
“How about I take you on a date first?” Stiles stuttered, blushing furiously about Summer’s previous comments.
“Yeah.” Summer nodded convulsively. “Yes, that’s a good idea, yes.”
[Text;] I know you stole my hoodie..
[Text;] I want it back![text to: alpha boy] you lent it to me remember last game I was cold
[text to: alpha boy] I’ll meet you after school and give it back[Text;] only to give me my jacket back?[Text;] or do you have something else in mind? 😉[text to: alpha boy] depends how well you apologise for claiming I stole it
[text to: alpha boy] meet at your jeep?[Text;] sure![Text;] don’t be late!
“Don’t be late,” she grumbled under her breath. Summer was tempted to just leave the hoodie on the hood of the Jeep and go home. But no, she was going to stand here, and look like an idiot, and pretend he was going to apologise. She shifted her backpack to the other shoulder and pulled out her phone.
[Text;] I know you stole my hoodie..
[Text;] I want it back![text to: alpha boy] you lent it to me remember last game I was cold
[text to: alpha boy] I’ll meet you after school and give it back[Text;] only to give me my jacket back?[Text;] or do you have something else in mind? 😉
[text to: alpha boy] depends how well you apologise for claiming I stole it
[text to: alpha boy] meet at your jeep?
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“Holy Shit Summer! ” Stiles exclaimed flabbergasted, trailing after the redhead with his mouth open.
“Summer, Wait!”Stiles abruptly stepped forward, cupping Summer’s cheeks as he captured her lips in a sudden chaste kiss.
“Shut up.. I like you a lot too..” he muttered as he pulled back to breathe, his cheeks flushed slightly.
She could feel the brush of his lips against hers when he spoke, as she yearned forward, chasing another kiss. She pulled back a little, startled, as the sense of it penetrated, staring up at him. “You — really?” She felt like some kind of small creature, caught there between his hands, but happy to be caught. Slowly, ready to stop as soon as he told her it was a joke, she lifted her hands to press against his chest.
“Really..” Stiles murmured, pulling her in for another kiss, this one deeper and more passionate than the last one.
She locked her hands into his shirt, hanging on. She felt like her knees were melting out from beneath her. After a long moment where she tried desperately to reciprocate his kiss, she drew back to breathe. “Stiles .. ” She cleared her throat, trying to get herself back under control. “I-if you’re going to do /that/ again, maybe we should, uh, go somewhere else.”
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“Holy Shit Summer! ” Stiles exclaimed flabbergasted, trailing after the redhead with his mouth open.
“Summer, Wait!”She rocked on her heels, head low and shoulders hunched. “The — yeah. Said if I really liked you I’d kiss you. Said I was too — ” She hunched her shoulders harder. “Too much of a prude.”
“Wait! You like me!? Like like me!? Oh my god,” Stiles replied with wide eyes.
“But why!?”
She couldn’t withdraw into herself more; it was humanly impossible. “You’re just really cute,” she whispered. “And smart, and the way you are on the field … I’m sorry. I know you don’t want — someone like me … confessing … “
Stiles abruptly stepped forward, cupping Summer’s cheeks as he captured her lips in a sudden chaste kiss.
“Shut up.. I like you a lot too..” he muttered as he pulled back to breathe, his cheeks flushed slightly.
She could feel the brush of his lips against hers when he spoke, as she yearned forward, chasing another kiss. She pulled back a little, startled, as the sense of it penetrated, staring up at him. “You — really?” She felt like some kind of small creature, caught there between his hands, but happy to be caught. Slowly, ready to stop as soon as he told her it was a joke, she lifted her hands to press against his chest.