I haven't seen him weirdly stare at anyone, you must be imagining things...
[ Scott stared blankly at the wall for a moment. ] I wish it was me who'd been corrupted, not him. He already had bad memories. Now he'll have more if he remembers.
You wouldn't be you if you didn't. But I wish you wouldn't take it so personally. Things happen, Scott. Bad things. And sometimes, yeah, they happen to good people. But you can't always be that person. People care about you too, you ass.
That goes double for if you're dead, Scott. I mean it. You need to start taking care of yourself and letting everyone put on their big-boy pants. Isaac's been through a lot, before any of this happened. He can survive.
I just worry about him. [ A worrying amount. But he nodded at Stiles' words, as weird as that felt when his head was in his best friend's lap. ] I think once Allison gets back, I'm gonna take a break from the store and focus on learning how to ride my bike. [ That was a fun distraction to take his mind off... things. ]
[ Scott sniggered. ] That's exactly what I'm telling you. [ He lifted his head so they could get ready for bed. ] Are you sure you're okay with me sleeping here?
[ Too many times to count. ] It's been a while. [ Especially since they've been in Asgard and with Scott spending every night with Allison. ] It can be just like old times.
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can I sleep at yours tonight?
promise I won't hog the covers.
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I didn't think it could get any worse than what happened at the pet store but today proved me wrong.
I just want to sleep but I can't alone.
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Come over. You know you're always welcome here.
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[ It doesn't take long for Scott to show up in pajamas. Holding an extra pillow, he knocks on Stiles' door. ]
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Get in here.
[He accompanies his order with a tug on the pillow so he can hug his bestie.]
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I miss Allison and the animals and Isaac. [ He mumbles against Stiles' shoulder. ] And I'm worried you'll be next because you're all I have left.
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[He moved to drag Scott over to the bed, plunking him down and sitting beside him.]
You want to sleep now? Or do you want to talk?
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I just want them back. All of them.
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[Stiles looked down at Scott resting on his lap, a hand on his shoulder.]
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[Aww, look at that. He got a grin.]
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[ Scott stared blankly at the wall for a moment. ] I wish it was me who'd been corrupted, not him. He already had bad memories. Now he'll have more if he remembers.
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[No he wasn't.]
You can't keep being the fallguy for everything, Scott. You died for him, okay? You're there for him. You can't take everything on yourself.
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[That was his attempt at humor. He was so funny. Laugh, Scott.]
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[He gave Scott a flat look.]
How many times have I crawled in your window to crash over?
[He wasn't going to bring up some of the worse times that had happened, like after his mom got sick and the funeral and... yeah. Scott knew.]
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