You smell like safe, home, human and like you
Summary: Scott just became a true Alpha and nothing feels the same especially that concerns his best friend Stiles. Sciles, Girl!Stiles Mature for language and sexual content
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf
By Olexandra
A.N: Hello, this will be post 3A without 3B or more like without Void!Stiles at least for now. Oh, with girl!Stiles
'No!' cried the girl as he pushed her into the ground and sat on top of her.
'Scott, this isn't you! Stop! This isn't you, Scott!' she constantly repeated as he leaned down to her and buried his nose into her neck absorbing the delicious taste that her scent had.
'Please, Scott. Y-you don't want to do this…,' she started crying. His fully shifted face moved a little bit lower to her shoulder and tore her t-shirt to get better accesses to the flesh.
'But I do,' he said before he bit her into the shoulder and Stiles screamed in pain.
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Scott sat up on the bed as quick as possible panting and covered in sweat frantically looking around trying to figure out where he was and what was happening.
He swallowed hard and brushed his face with his shaky hand once he realized he was in his bedroom, in the middle of the night and that what happened was just a dream.
He wanted to cry.
He seriously felt like crying right now. The dreams well honestly…the nightmares were becoming a frequent thing lately. It always started the same. He was talking with Stiles in the woods or at home or somewhere feeling her wonderful scent become harder and harder to ignore until he lost it shift and dragged her into the ground and… bit her.
Fucking hell, what was wrong with him? How could he constantly want to hurt his best friend like that?
He shook his head. It was getting out of their hands lately. Allison was having nightmares about her dead aunt. Stiles was having nightmares about being followed and he had this loss of control nightmares. It was all the payment for the sacrifice but still… he wouldn't have imagined it being this bad.
For him it started immediately after they all met after defeating Ducalion and Jennifer.
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He instantly ran to his mom as they all were standing near the road waiting to be picked up because the jeep was in no condition to take anyone anywhere.
They hugged. He wanted to cry there too because he felt terribly exhausted from the stress of the last few days and just having her in his arms knowing that despite of what happened what he just become he still had her, was a bless because he felt terribly lost right now.
It was just than that the wind changed and his nose was hit with a tiny bit of someone else's scent despite his mom's being the one that was strongly filling his nose.
He blinked and looked up from the spot where he was pressing his face against him mom's shoulder up to see Allison's father rubbing his daughter's back while Isaac sat on the ground next to them looking fondly and tired at both of them to Derek who came to talk with the sheriff who had his hand on top of Stiles's head who was also sitting brushing her forehead probably having a headache.
He sniffed and froze. The scent… the scent was fantastic. It was stupid and weird because they were all sweaty and they were dirty and emotions were high in each one of them mixing in the air around them but that one scent was just wonderful. He couldn't even say what it was it was exhaustion, a bit of pain, sadness, happiness, numb, sweat, dirt and more mixed in one but also it was it. Something he couldn't quite place and it was amazing and he wanted to taste it.
He stepped away from his mom who looked at him weirdly as he suddenly realized what he had just thought.
His mom gasped, 'Scott, your eyes!'
Everyone seemed to look up at that gasped or widened their eyes as well but only Stiles actually ran there and put her hands on his shoulders her eyes wide like eyes of a deer caught in the car lights as she was looking into his, red ones.
'Dude!'
He held his breath for a second because once she got close he realized that the delicious scent was hers. How could it be? He knew her scent better than anyone's and for longer than anyone's so how could she suddenly smell different? Was it really the Alpha thing? Did they all smell different now? It didn't feel like that with mom. She still smelled safe. And so did Stiles she smelled the same but it was different. Better. He couldn't remember her not smelling like this but it was so mouthwatering and he surely didn't want to press his nose so badly into the core of her neck or her ear to get the mass doze of the smell before.
What the hell? He definitely didn't want to do that before.
'Did you kill Ducalion?' asked suddenly Chris Argent breaking him from his trace of thoughts.
Before he could even open his mouth and speak Stiles cut in looking excited as ever her lips parted forming a huge grinning.
'You broke it, didn't you? You broke the mountain ash circle!'
He looked at her surprised that she knew. But of course she knew. She was his best friend she knew everything or most of the things without him even needing to tell her.
He smiled and nodded shortly not really saying it but with her he never needed it anyway.
'Oh my God! You're a true Alpha how awesome is that?!'
She hugged him and he was grateful because he wanted to get his hands on her since she came to him. He put his hands around her and as he had done with his mom and he pressed his face into the spot where her neck met her shoulder.
It was there in the force that made him want to never let her go, always smell that scent and hold her close like this.
She felt safe.
She felt like home.
She felt like human.
But more than anything she felt like her.
After a while that felt like it was longer than it should have, her hands started rubbing his back before she mumbled quietly, 'Scott are you okay?'
She was worried. He let her go and took a step back smiling a bit but that wouldn't fool her.
'I'm okay…just everything…,' he shook his head, 'I'll be fine.'
She kept her gaze on him a worry stuck between her brows. She already knew there was something up. Of course, she did. She was Stiles. Skinny, tall, short brown hair and sarcasm in every pore of her body, Stiles. She knew him better than anyone.
'Well, if everyone is done hugging and reuniting can we please go home now and have a few nice hours of sleep,' said the sheriff as he walked to them and put his hand on Scott's shoulder showing him gratitude and that despite that he now knew about him he wasn't afraid.
Scott gave him a grateful nod and the older man smiled at him.
They went home but Scott couldn't help getting close to Stiles. He will think about it some more once he has a good night sleep for several hours at least but right now he just wants to be as near Stiles and her wonderful scent as possible and his mom and sheriff.
He looked back at Allison who just gave him a quick nod as she got in the car with Chris and Isaac and they all left the godless place hopefully once and for all.
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The first night was okay he was pretty much so tired with his mom that they literally just passed out the moment they reached their beds.
The day after the Stilinskis came for late breakfast/dinner and they talked about everything that happened. His mom must have asked him about hundreds of times if he was feeling okay since he was now apparently an Alpha but he honestly didn't know what to answer because apart from this urge to be close to Stiles who was still smelling great he didn't feel all that different.
They talked for hours explaining everything to the sheriff that he had yet trouble to process or understand while eating pizza with the TV on and sitting on the floor in their living room.
'Wait a second so now. And Lydia is dating with this… evil twin now?'
'Yeah, sort of…she didn't say it's dating but it's dating,' said Stiles still chewing so it was kind of hard to understand her and she started coughing soon after as she was choking on her food.
The sheriff rolled his eyes as Scott just shook his head and hit her on the back a little bit too hard.
After that they went upstairs to leave their parents for a bit and play some Mario Kart. They sat down and started playing and it was so like they use to that he almost forgot about what had happened and just was himself like always.
He smiled a bit and looked up at Stiles who was sitting upon him on the bed. He could always be himself with her.
He absolutely forgot about what was happening as they were so caught up in the game until Stiles won and jumped at his back from the bed yelling 'victory'. It surprised him well more like shocked him since he spun around took her by the waist and brought her to the ground, hard and fast.
The only thing she managed to do was let out a gasp and with wide eyes gazing at him, her surprise matching his.
He was looking at her as if he saw her for the first time. She was different. It felt different having his hands on her waist like this, right on top her skin that the baggy t-shirt revealed to him, with her cheeks a bit flushed maybe from the fact that he was on top of her, lips red… Fuck it was an amazing color.
He licked his own lips. They looked so inviting. Would she mind? Would she mind if he took a sip?
'S-scott?' she asked unsure.
He blinked suddenly seeing her again as Stiles. Goofy, best friend with messy hair and sarcasm in every sentence, Stiles.
'Sorry, Stiles,' he stood up and took her up with him immediately putting her on her feet.
She blinked and looked down at his hands on her hips as he let her go, 'You're stronger.'
'Yeah, I guess. Your eyes were red for a moment. I guess you shouldn't jump an Alpha like that.'
He frowned shaking his head and stepping away.
'They're fine now, Scott,' she said and walked to him.
'It's just… I feel different…now.' And he did once Stiles attacked him like that he actually felt something changed. There was a difference in within him but he couldn't explain it and he didn't even notice it until right now but it was there. Maybe it was huge and he just didn't remember it ever not being there.
She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, 'Duh, you're a motherfucking big bad true Alpha. You're bound to feel different, Scotty but trust me you'll get a hand of it like you always have,' she sighed and reached for his hand taking his wrist and sliding her hand against his skin causing him to feel goose bumps on his back as it moved to his palm until their fingers enlaced.
'Becoming a werewolf wasn't a walk through the garden either and you managed.'
She smirked, 'Besides you got me how hard can it be?'
He chuckled and nodded. They let go and sat down next to each other. They played a couple of more rounds until about eight P.M and sheriff decided to leave.
As Stiles waved him through the window of her dad's car he really felt assured about all of this.
Scott talked with his mom for a while about things. They still had a few days before they have to go to school which he was grateful for and he was definitely going to put them to good use and rest and chill as much as he could.
Stiles was right. When he became a werewolf it was pretty much a disaster and they somehow with bruises and cuts managed to make it work. They will definitely work this out too.
How hard could it be?
…well as it turned out pretty hard…
