Summary: Scott goes to a party hoping to have some fun, take his mind of things, and maybe enjoy himself for once. Surprisingly he does with a lovely recently single classmate in the kitchen. Scott and Reader (OC), later M
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf
A.N: I still can't believe I wrote this. I still can't believe I posted it, and I definitely won't believe it when I'll update it.
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As your best friend was standing on the porch talking to her boyfriend over the phone you looked down at your dress again to check if it was covering everything it should. It was way shorter than you were used to but hey everyone was telling you that you needed to chill some more so you were chilling. You had to admit though even to yourself that you looked pretty good tonight. Y/F/N did your hair nicely and you really liked the new dress. The only problem was Y/F/N. She promised you this would be your night so you could just hang around and party together to take your mind off your ex. However over the pass twenty minutes she was talking/yelling at her own boyfriend about something so so far the night was dull as hell.
Your ex (the douche) broke up with you just a few weeks ago and as Y/F/N said he kind of ruined the last weeks of summer for you. So you decided that no more crying was needed and you should go out party with your friend and have fine.
You waited another five minutes before you reached your limit and pointed at the door to the house to signal Y/F/N that you were going inside without her and that she should find you when she was done.
Scott McCall seriously didn't like this. He was inside an unfamiliar house where he barely knew anyone and had nothing to do. You're probably wondering what he was doing in the house in the first place. Well, he was dragged him by his best friend of course. How else?
He sighed and walked into the kitchen. He seriously thought about bailing. Stiles ditched him literally minutes after they came for the birthday girl who out of the blue kissed him and took him somewhere with her. Lucky bastard.
Not that he didn't cheer for his best friend but that left him alone in a house full of people he barely knew and almost never talked to. You can see why he wasn't having a great time.
He passed a couple in the hallway awkwardly as they were making out in the middle causing anyone who didn't want to touch them to have a hard time getting pass them.
Just as Scott entered the kitchen he noticed something flying through the sky and landing into a cup not too far from him on the counter.
He looked to the direction the item flew from only to meet you as you were victory dancing on the other side of the kitchen until you saw him there.
He looked back at the red cup and then at you, 'Nice shot, Y/N.'
You stopped and giggle a tiny bit embarrassed, 'I know. You think I have a chance with the lacrosse team?' you asked sounding serious although it was obvious you were joking.
Scott smiled at that and walked further into the kitchen, 'Maybe if the captain puts a good word for you. Try again.'
You took another beer lid and threw it hitting the inside of the cup again.
'I think I found our new player,' he said with a smile and you giggled again brushing your hair out of your face before you looked at him again. You liked Scott. You knew him since freshman year and despite the fact that you were mostly with douche and he with Stiles you occasionally talked and hung out on parties and stuff like that. You wouldn't go too far and called it a friendship but you were fine with each other.
He walked toward you and stopped next to you, 'You're bored?'
You nodded and sighed, 'Y/F/N dragged me here because we were supposed to have some girl time without her boyfriend, but she's having a meltdown on the phone with him for the last half an hour so I decided to play around a bit.'
Scott nodded, 'Tell me about it, Stiles made me come and went off somewhere with Heather.'
You chuckled at that suspiciously which caused Scott to give you a strange look, 'What?'
'Nothing,' you replied innocently enough, 'I just happen to know that Heather's been bragging about losing her virginity at her party. Now I know with whom at least.'
Scott raised his eyebrows, 'Okay. That's… okay.'
You reached behind him and took two cups, 'Are you driving tonight?'
He gave you a weird smile as he answered, 'No, but I find drinking pointless. I don't get buzzed.'
You blinked at him, 'What do you mean you don't get buzzed?'
'I just don't.'
You shrugged and drank yours anyway, 'Okay then, you probably worked up quite the immunity over the summer, Mr.'
He blinked confused, 'What do you mean?'
'Just that I finally see you around more which is great. Until this summer you and Stiles were mostly by yourself just from time to time stopped by at a party but only the big ones. It was the first summer I saw you by the lake too.'
Scott thought about it. It was true that because he was now captain of the lacrosse team and Jackson was gone he definitely got out a lot more and to variety of different events. Some of which he would never thought of coming to.
'Yeah, well, team captain and all,' he mumbled and took the cup just because you offered him. He knew it would go to waste but you wouldn't feel so bad for drinking alone at least.
You shot him a look, 'Scott, that's not it. I mean that you got out more. Not captain Scott. It had nothing to do with that. You just finally took a bit more risk I would say.'
'I don't follow.'
'Look whenever you and Stiles did come to a party it was only if you knew you would have someone to hang around with like Harley or Jeff or anyone but you never came to a concert or just I don't know somewhere where you would hang around with someone else. You would be surprised how much fun some people are.'
You had a point. Over the summer Scott and Stiles did spent time with people they normally didn't even talk to. Scott thought it was mostly because of lacrosse but now he wasn't so sure. It was also surprising to find out that most of the people weren't so bad like he originally thought and hated them for.
'Well, it's not like we ever got invited before,' he said it just to get you to argue with him and you did, 'Please, I never got invited anywhere either.'
'No but *douche* did,' he said but instantly looked like he regretted it, 'Sorry.'
You shook your head. You were so over the idiot.
'Don't bother and no he didn't get invited because no one ever does you just come and hang out and have a good time. That's it,' you told him as a matter of fact and drank some more.
He thought about it for a moment, 'Okay, so what do we who came uninvited,' you chuckled at that, 'do when we're bored at a party?'
You pointed at him, 'Good question. A, are you still bored talking to me?'
He smiled, 'Not really.'
You smiled as well, 'See, the answer we find someone to hang out with and drink,' you pointed at the cup, 'And have fun,' you took another lid and threw it into the cup, 'and dance once we get a little bit more drunk,' he laughed at that.
Once he stopped he looked back at you, 'You look really nice tonight.'
'Just nice?' you asked sounding disappointed , 'I was hoping for completely hot or beautiful or something a little bit better. This is my new dress and Y/F/N did my hair for an hour.'
'Okay, I'm sorry. You look smoking, Ms. Y/S/N.'
You giggled despite yourself because he said it in a very serious manner and because even if you talked big compliments did make you shy.
'So tell me Ms. Y/S/N. Why are you here in the kitchen where no one can see you when you should be out there so that every guy can see you and admire you? You shouldn't be here with little old me.'
You gave him a look, 'Like you are bad looking or something. Jesus, you're like our new idol in school. Every girl worships you.'
'You think I'm hot?' he asked sounding surprised.
You gave him a look, 'Please, you know you're a total babe and hottie.'
'No, I didn't know that but thank you for telling me and it's not like I've always been like that. I mean this is just…'
Me turning into a werewolf.
'Lacrosse.'
You snored at that, 'Right, newsflash you were always handsome and cute.'
'Bullshit.'
'It's true at freshman you were puppy cute, and then you became hot don't try to deny it. Any girl you would pull that card at this party would go for it.'
'Even you?' he asked instantly looking you up and down, 'If you're lucky.'
He laughed a bit and you did as well before you remembered something.
You handed him your beer and ran to the cup on the counter. You took all the lidy out and ran back giving Scott half of them, 'We're drinking and hanging out so we need to have fun now. I propose a game.'
He looked at the lids and then at you, 'Okay, but I have to warn you I'm really good at this. Captain, remember?'
You smirked at him, 'And I'm not?'
He nodded, 'Okay, what's the prize for the winner?'
You thought about it before you gave him vicious smile, 'If I win, you have to say to whoever speaks with you tonight that they look fuckable even if it's a guy.'
Scott gave you a disbelieved look, 'Hell no.'
You laughed crossing your arms, 'Yes. Come on Scott take a risk.'
He watched you for a second before he smiled as well, 'Alright, if I win, you have to say that they have the hottest ass you ever saw.'
You opened your mouth at that. Whoa, so much for scout boy McCall. Still you nodded. You wanted a fun game so you got one.
Scott drank his entire cup, 'Ladies first.'
You took the vrhcnak and threw it with ease, 'You're so going down.'
He looked into your eyes and stepped just a little bit closer than he was before. His body facing yours he only turned his head before he threw the lid, 'There will be a lot of hot asses tonight,' he said with a challenge in his eyes.
You moved closer to him as well but you had to turn fully to score.
Your hair brushed Scott's skin without you even knowing and for a moment he focused on that. He never stood this close to you. In fact he hadn't stood this close to any girl after his breakup with Allison. It was weird but he always thought about Allison and felt sad about it all. Now standing next to you having actual fun he didn't feel the sadness he grew familiar with. He was enjoying his time with you. He knew you for a long time yet you didn't spend much of it together which he now found a shame.
You turned toward him with a proud smile on your face, 'Your turn.'
You took turns after that each of you managing to get all the lidy into the cup without a single miss. You had to bit your lip at the sixth round because you realized that you were flirting with Scott since the beginning. You hadn't flirted with anyone besides douche so it should have been scary and make you nervous but it didn't. At least not in the bad way. You liked being with Scott. It felt nice, good, and solid. Nothing like it felt with douche towards the end.
It was Scott's last shot when you decided to see if he was on the same page about this as you and if he wanted to do something about it. You knew about his break up after having a secret not so secret relationship with Allison Argent, who was now back in town. You didn't want to get into a love triangle.
You leaned so close to Scott's face as possible just as he was about to threw the last lid and whispered, 'I seriously want to kiss you right now.'
He missed.
Scott looked at you. Shock was clear from his face. You waited for him to say something anything really but he just kept looking at you like you just told him you had some big secret, and he was lost the ability to speak because of how huge it was. I was insane really.
So he wasn't on the same page, 'Okay, that was cheating. I admit-'
'You look completely fuckable,' he said looking at your face his eyes for a moment ending on your lips before they were back at your eyes.
You opened your mouth your breath caught inside your throat just as Scott's phone went off. He pulled it out of his pants and looked at the screen. You weren't trying to peek, but you did notice that there was an A at the beginning so you lucky guessed the caller.
'You okay?' you asked as Scott didn't answered the call just stared at the screen.
He looked at you again a look of some kind of hunger in his eyes as they shifted through your face most of the time stopping at your lips, 'Not sure…I can't seem to decide what to do.'
'What are the options?'
'Answer…or…you.'
You put your hand on his wrist of the hand that was holding the phone after his words and pulled it down right before you leaned toward him and kissed him quite softly which surprised you because of how much you wanted to kiss him in the moment.
He kissed you back just as softly so in the end it wasn't more than a few brushes of your lips against each other.
You leaned back and looked at his face while licking your lips, 'Did it help you decide a little bit?'
He nodded and put the phone into his back pocket. Right now his words were very true. You looked very fuckable to him.
He put his hand on your neck and kissed you again, deeper, meaner, more hungrily. You would never have guessed that anyone could have. It felt nothing like you would have imagined Scott McCall to kiss someone, even though you didn't imagine it at all until now. When he broke the kiss you blindly followed him confused seeing his lips again realizing he leaned away. When you opened your eyes Scott had a look on his face you definitely never seen before on a guy, even douche.
'That was…,' he started looking just as put out of place as you felt.
'Yeah,' you breathed out before smiling, 'It was.'
He put his hands on your cheeks and leaned down again kissing you again. You kissed him back, your hands going for his chest which felt incredibly solid against your touch. Before you knew it you were pressed against the kitchen's counter and wanted to make out with Scott forever because holy shit it felt amazing. It was so hot the way his tongue would brush against yours. He made your mind go blank. You couldn't remember if it ever felt like this kissing douche, but this was definitely something else. His hands went from your neck into your hair and to your back to press you as close as possible and get the most of it. You almost moaned when he started biting your lips. You didn't know why he was doing it, but it was superhot, and you completely fell in love with it.
'Sorry,' he said all of the sudden and turned around so you wouldn't see his face. You gasped disappointed at the loss of the contact because that was something amazing, and you definitely didn't want to stop. You wanted more in fact. You never felt like this after a first kiss. Hell, you never felt like this after pretty much any kiss.
You blinked confused, 'Scott? What's wrong?'
You didn't see how Scott had to take several deep breaths to calm down because all of the sudden he felt his fangs out and when he looked down at his hands he already had claws. He needed to calm down. He was such an idiot of course he wolfed out. It was the first time he was with a girl since Allison, and everything, touching you, kissing you, the biting it made him so excited he was surprised he didn't get a boner right there. Still, he couldn't believe how far he had let it go. His fangs got out. He always made sure that it never happened with Allison.
Once he finally turned around he was stunned looking at you. You looked perfect. Your swollen lips, the ones that he had made this red and full at the moment, were just everything a guy could dream about, and your hair so messy, and then there were all those things that no one else but him could see. Your heartbeat, your breathing, your arousal. He wanted you. He couldn't imagine wanting someone before he walked into that kitchen, but now he wanted you so bad, he probably never wanted anything so much as you right now in that kitchen. He was desperate for you. He needed you. He didn't know if it was because he wasn't with Allison, or if it was because he knew what it was like to have someone, but he wanted you. He didn't lie. You were so fuckable. He wanted you, but he couldn't have you.
His phone went off, and he cursed and picked up.
You felt a stab of disappointment that he picked up, but you tried to tell yourself that you weren't his girlfriend or anything like that to feel that way. It shouldn't have hurt, but you were just his hookup at a party.
You weren't paying attention to what he was saying, but when ended the call you were hoping he would tell you that he wants to stay with you, instead the guilty look on his face told you everything you needed to know.
'It's fine,' you said before he had the time to speak, 'You need to go, I get it.'
You put on a brave and calm front looking almost happy, but he could tell it was a lie. You weren't okay with him leaving, and to be honest he wasn't either, but he couldn't stay with you. He didn't want things to get out of hands, and Allison made it sound like it was serious. He somehow felt like he was hurting you by going after Allison, and maybe he was, but once again supernatural things got into his way. It was just another reason to stay away from you and not ruin your life with his mess.
He nodded at you in goodbye and walked out of the kitchen. Just a minute later your friend finally came from the porch.
'Okay, are we ready to party, or what?'
You felt like laughing, bitterly.
'Let's get hammered.'
