Hi there! So first ever fic, its just a simple Stiles/Lydia oneshot. Hope you like it! Not beta-d so if you see a mistake, let me know! x.
Jumping in his jeep Stiles sped towards Lydia's house. How she always ending up in the middle of something was beyond him. All he knew was that he woke up to a frantic message from Lydia. Only for her, would Stiles be seen racing across town at 2:30 in the morning.
Pulling up to her house he jumps out and runs to the door. Finding it unlocked he raced upstairs to find her closed door.
Knocking gently, Stiles says "Lydia its me. Can I come in?"
After receiving no answer, he turned the knob and pushed open the door. After entering the girly abode, he sees Lydia, huddled on the ground, knees to chest.
Rushing over to her Stiles drops his knees next to her and puts his hand on her shaking shoulder. She flinches but doesn't pull away. "Lydia, what happened. You need to tell me."
Lydia looks up at him, terror in her eyes. "He wants to kill me. The dark druid. He's after me. Stiles tell me why he wants to kill me?! I'm just a human!" Tears stream down her cheeks as she reaches up to hold on the the boy next to her.
"What, how do you know? We don't even know who he is, how do you know he wants to kill you?!" Stiles slides down to fully rest on the floor, an arm reaching around to pull the shaking girl close to him. On any other day Stiles would be jumping for joy, but right now all he cares about is calming her down. As he sits with her in his arms, he gradually feels the shaking stop and the girl sink into his grip.
"It was a dream. Well it felt real. I just don't know, it was so terrifying." Lydia whispered. She could feel herself calming down and she was sure that Stiles holding her had something to do with it. As much as she hated to admit it, he was good for her, and as annoying as he is, she needs him. Suddenly having a rush of exhaustion she rests her head on his shoulder. She notices she ended up fully in his lap, but somehow she doesn't seem to care. "Thank you for being here Stiles." Lydia mumbles and reaches up to place a sleepy kiss on his lips. Finally peaceful, Lydia drifts to sleep.
"You're welcome Lydia." Stiles replies looking down at the sleeping girl, a small smile on his lips.
