Isaac had been staying with Scott and his mother for three weeks after Derek had forced him to leave. Isaac felt abandoned and worthless but he never let it show. Whilst in Scott's house, he insisted on sleeping on the floor in Scott's room - he was used to much worse than a carpeted floor, in fact, he was used to a cold, unforgiving floor with nothing but his clothing to keep him warm. In Scott's house, there was comfort - he had a soft pillow, access to as many blankets as he wanted and the constant offer of the couch or the possibility of turning the storage room into a bedroom for him. He declined these offers constantly with the excuse of "I don't want you to go to any effort with me" but really, the reason he slept on Scott's floor was because he was scared, hurt and confused. His alpha had forced him to leave, forced him to leave what little pack was left, and the comforting sound of Scott's heartbeat at night was the only thing that kept the nightmares away.

Unfortunately, this lasted maybe a week at most before he started tossing and turning every night, before he started talking in his sleep - revealing parts of conversations he had buried deep inside of himself, before he woke up in a cold sweat trying to keep himself from screaming. He inevitably began sleeping less and less, trying to escape the nightmares he relived night after night. Scott had noticed and decided staying up one night to see what was bothering Isaac was a good idea. During that night, he watched Isaac as he talked in his sleep. That wasn't the most worrying part, the worst was when Isaac was practically cowering against the wall he fell asleep by and the small whimper he made before he jerked into consciousness, breathing raggedly and shaking violently. Scott couldn't help but notice how damaged Isaac was and he felt a sudden impulse to talk to Derek about it. No, he couldn't do that, he wasn't even sure if Isaac was aware that he had seen him. He sighed quietly to himself. Isaac's head snapped up, his eyes were rimmed red, pain clear in them for a second before anger took over.

"What the hell are you looking at?" he spat maliciously, trying to hide all signs of weakness.

"Nothing. Just noticing how hurt and angry you are that Derek made you leave... He really threw a glass at you? Knowing..." Scott trailed off, all of Isaac's friends knew what his father had done the night he died. He'd thrown a glass at his son who cowered against the wall and when the glass broke, a shard had caught his face. He'd immediately healed, of course, but it had damaged him mentally.

Isaac nodded, not able to look at Scott anymore. He couldn't hide it though. Scott could smell salt, a sure sign that Isaac was crying. Scott quickly got out of bed and hesitantly put an arm around Isaac. He tried to reassure him that everything would be okay and that Derek was probably just dealing with some alpha issues or something.

"Isaac, I thought you'd be more angry than upset with Derek. It was a dick move and he must know it... Why are you so upset?" Scott asked quietly, not sure if he'd get an answer or not.

Isaac laughed. It was a short, cold, heartless laugh; "Isn't it obvious?"

"You don't mean that yo-" Isaac cut him off

"What? It never occurred to you that I might be attracted to Derek?" He smirked

"Does Derek know?" Scott asked quietly

"No one but you knows"

Scott shook his head, reveling in the fact Isaac trusted him enough to tell him something like this. Isaac just smirked and checked his phone for the time. 4:47AM.

"Go to sleep for a bit, I'll wake you up later"

"Okay" Scott answered mid-yawn. He stood up slowly and shuffled to his bed, mumbling "thanks for telling me, Isaac"

"It's okay" Isaac mumbled back.

He sat leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, listening to Scott's even breathing and steady heartbeat.

He must have fallen asleep at some point because Scott had nudged his shoulder to wake him at 7AM.

"I thought you were going to wake me up? Not the other way around" He chuckled as he left the room and went to get breakfast, leaving Isaac to get ready for school.

"Looks like I'll have to pretend that everything's fine" he muttered to himself as he grabbed some clothes from his bag and went to take a shower.