A/N: Hey guys. Bit of a long chapter here, but this is mostly a relationship one. For those who like romance I hope it is enjoyable. Only contains gay realtionships at the moment. Plan ofr the others are in the works but had to get some these realtionships underway since they were swirling around my brain.

Unfortunately I don't own 'Teen Wolf' or any of its characters.


Stiles went back to school after the week of recovery imposed on him by the hospital. He had missed school and was eager to catch up the month he had lost. It was a good thing for him because he used all the extra catch up work to keep himself busy and not think about the break up. Sure he was still angry at Derek but not as angry as he had been. Stiles was not one for staying angry or moping. Negative emotions were always a bad thing for the kid since he suffered from ADHD and even more so since he had begun learning magic.

Something else that he found helpful was missing the pack meetings. For the first week he missed them because he was not allowed out the house but since he went back to school he had agreed with Scott that he would not attend them for the time being. The pack was unhappy when they found out but they understood his logic. Scott had explained it was Stiles own choice to miss them. He encouraged the pack members to spend time with Stiles separately if that is what they desired. Lydia, Issac, Allison and Scott made plans for Friday night with Stiles unless anything supernatural happened. Jackson quickly found Stiles and arranged to hang out Saturday.

Thus Stiles first week back after the coma passed by quickly. Friday night he went out to see a move with the gang and come Saturday morning he felt almost light hearted again. Although he had to admit spending the day with Jackson made him nervous. Since the morning before they went after Rebel and the mind meld during his coma he had grown rather close to Jackson. He had never had a previous relationship but he thought after two weeks he was over his romantic feelings for Derek. He even made a point of telling Scott that he would start attending pack meets again.

Scott was almost as thrilled as he had been the week before when he had finally got to tell Stiles his news that he had been dying to tell for over two weeks. After his first week out of hospital Stiles had seen it was killing his best friend that he hadn't been able to share his good news. Stiles let his memory drift back to the talk.


"Come on Scott", Stiles sighed. "I have had a week to pine after Derek. I know you have some news of the romantic kind, even if I am not a werewolf I can tell. Just tell me what it is; you have been dying to for almost two weeks.

"I didn't want to tell you until you were over that arsehole but I think you should know before Monday anyway", Scott paused and looked at his best friend. It was stupid to be nervous when everyone else already knew. "Allison broke up with Issac."

"That's interesting man", Stiles rolled his eyes. He could tell there was more but he had to be patient with Scott. It was Scott's way. Eventually he would get the full story if he kept quiet long enough. Of course this was difficult for Stiles. "Well since Allison broke it off Issac and I have spent some time together. You know I thought I could help him out and he thought I might be able to understand how he felt. It's been good for us."

"So what happened? Did you get back with Allison? Is Issac okay with it?" Stiles babbled. He noticed that Scott flinched at the notion he had got back with the girl he had always been crazy for.

"No, Allison and I are not together again. We are done and it's for the best truly. No what I wanted to say is that Issac and I are together now!"

"Wait what?!" Stiles blurted out. "Are you telling me you are gay now, bro? I mean seriously after all the trouble you gave me?"

"Well, Issac and I talked when Allison broke it off with him and we both discovered that we had feelings for the other. One thing led to another and we spent the night in the same bed, kissing a lot. That is as far as we have gone so far. I wanted you to know because you're my best friend. I thought you would be happy for me", Scott sighed and pulled his best puppy dog expression.

"I am happy for you really man. Just don't think those puppy dog eyes you are trying means you get out of me antagonising you like you did when I first admitted my feelings for Derek", Stiles laughed. "It's lucky you didn't have Issac with you because if you had both done puppy dog eyes I doubt I would have been able to resist."


He got up Saturday morning and followed his usual routine. He had a shower, got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast. He made his father's breakfast and prepared a lunch because the man was working all day. Then he set about getting his usual OJ and cereal before he plopped himself down to eat it. When he finished he did his morning chores and ploughed through as much homework as his mind could come with. There was an English essay, maths problems and some chemistry research he needed to do but he left that when he found he could no longer concentrate. They would be tomorrow's problem. He had agreed to meet Jackson at his place at midday. His family had kept the house when they left for England. When half eleven rolled around he grabbed his keys, wallet and phone before slipping out the house.

The drive was short only about fifteen minutes and he sang along to some music. Nothing too exciting was on the radio though so his mind wandered as he drove. He had no idea what Jackson had planned for him but though he was nervous he felt deep down in his bones that there was something right about this. He arrived at Jackson's house and sat in the jeep for a few minutes before opening the door. When he looked up Jackson was already standing at the top of the stairs waiting for him. Evidently the blond werewolf had heard him arrive but the delay had worried him so he came out to meet him.

"Hey Jackson", Stiles greeted him with a smile. "Stiles", Jackson moved forward and pulled him into a hug. It was new; something Stiles would never have imagined before but after the boy had stayed at his bedside, or rather couch side for the night it felt totally expected. They moved towards the house as Jackson spoke, "My parents are away for a couple of days. So we have the house to ourselves and we can do whatever you want to do."

"Cool, sounds like fun. I am sort of just getting back on my feet what with the coma, the break up and all the school work I have to catch up with. So can we do something chilled out like watch a movie?" Stiles asked him hopefully.

"Sure, I have quite the collection you know. Plus Netflix is there so we have a huge range. Why don't you sit down here?" Jackson pushed Stiles gently down on to the couch and handed him the remote. He turned on the television and headed off to the kitchen. "Do you want something to drink?" he called over his shoulder. "Soda would be great", Stiles replied knowing that once he got sugar in his system he would start to feel a bit more at ease. "Have a flick through Netflix and see if you can find something you want t o watch", Jackson called.

Moments later he came back with a tray that had a variety of cans of soda balanced on it, along with a couple of glasses with ice. "Chose whichever one you want", he told Stiles as he put it down on the table. "So did you find a film yet?"

"I was thinking we could watch something with action in it or a science fiction. How do you feel about Transformers?"

"Yeah Transformers sounds good. Which one?" Jackson was totally cool with the choice.

"I was thinking we could start with the first one and see where that leads us", Stiles muttered. "Maybe have a Transformers marathon unless you have something else to do today? Or we could watch The Notebook." He grinned evilly as he finished the sentence and the blond werewolf's face fell into a comical expression of horror at the suggestion.

"And I am told I have an evil streak. What would the pack say if they could see you now?" chuckled Jackson snatching the remote back. He put on Transformers and took a seat on the floor to the left of Stiles and placed his head in the boys lap. "You don't mind do you?" he asked after a moment.

"No I don't mind Jacks", Stiles smiled as he began playing with the blond boy's hair again. He hadn't had such a nice relaxing moment for almost a month now. This time it was better because there was no looming threat and he could just be at peace in Jackson's presence. "You know I like that nickname. At least the way you say it" Jackson mused. "I never had one with Lydia. I was always just Jackson."

The hours passed and when it grew dark they were on the third Transformers, almost at the end. By this time they were both sitting on the couch holding hands. "So what time do you have to be home?" Jackson asked Stiles. "I am not sure. I told my dad I didn't know what the plan was so I would give him a text when I knew." Jackson nodded, he hoped Stiles could stay longer it was nice to be around him, easier than being surrounded by the whole pack. He missed one to one interaction with someone he felt close to.

"Would you like to stay for dinner then? I planned to order pizza in."

"That sounds amazing actually. I don't enjoy pizza as much as I used to, not since my father had those heart problems. I have kept him on a healthier lifestyle and supported him by doing it with him." Stiles realised he was rambling but Jackson just smiled at him. "It's nice you do that for him. That sort of support is why he sticks with it, I am sure. Plus I have to say it seems to have worked quite well for you. You seem in better shape than when I left for England. Here's an offer though, anytime you want to have a less healthy option and not feel guilty just come over and we can hang out, okay?" Stiles nodded at the suggestion and smiled. Hell he had been smiling a lot more in Jackson's presence than he had in a long time.

"Here why don't you order us some pizza and then let your dad know what's happening. Chose any pizza you like, I'm easy. Feel free to stay the night as well if you like", Jackson hesitantly said while moving away. "I'll give you some privacy while I go freshen up and grab some more drinks."


It was almost ten o'clock when they finished the last Transformers movie. Their pizza had arrived quickly and they had paused the movie so they could eat and chat without missing some of the sheer awesomeness, as Stiles had put it.

"Jacks, how comes it's so easy to be around you now when we used to fight so much?" Stiles asked as they slipped back on to the couch for the film. Jackson didn't reply at first but sat staring at him. "I think it's because neither of us could admit how we felt properly towards each other back then. I mean you hadn't discovered so much about yourself and I was chasing after the bite so I could be better than McCall. I was jealous of his friendship with you and not willing to admit that I liked you."

"Ummm, that is probably true. I think I always like you too, even when you acted like a douche. Like now I feel much more at ease with you than I do the others, even Scott who I have known for since we were like four. I'm glad I have a friend like you."

"Me too Stiles. And I know you have been through a bad break up but I want you to know I am always here for you. Whatever you need I will be there for you." He paused as he blushed and the red coloured his cheeks. "So my man what did you decide about tonight? Would you like to stay here with me or are you off home?"

"I told my dad I need a night with my friend and so I was staying here tonight. I can sleep on the couch if you just have a pillow and a blanket."

"Stiles", Jackson whispered. "I am not going to make you sleep on the couch. We have two guest bedrooms upstairs and you are welcome to use either. Or if you are serious about being lonely you could always share my bed? No funny business I promise." Stiles blushed as he listened.

"You truly mean no funny business?" Stiles whispered sounding downhearted. "I would love to accompany you tonight Jacks."

Jackson grinned broadly and took his hand. "Right this way then." He led the way upstairs to his room. "I have some spare sweats you can sleep in if you want?"

"Jackson, I think I will be fine thanks. If you are holding me tonight your body heat will be more than enough to keep me warm" Stiles felt himself breathe. "And I know I only broke up a couple of weeks ago but I could totally go for some fun tonight. I mean I understand if you don't want to and you think it is too soon for me but-" Stiles didn't get to say anymore as his lips were suddenly very busy. He was shocked at first but after the initial shock he was kissing Jackson back as good as he got.

Jackson led them over to the bed where they both sat in the edge. "Stiles I want that so much, I have for over a month. I don't even care if I am just the rebound guy. I can honestly say all I want is to make you happy every moment I am with you. So yeah we can go as far as you like or we can just cuddle up as friends."

Stiles couldn't comprehend what he done to deserve a friend like Jackson but to show just how he felt he leant in and pulled him into another long passionate kiss. When they finally pulled apart for air they discard the layers of clothes that restricted them from showing each other their passion. They spent the night showing each other their true feelings before falling asleep in each other's arms.


Stiles was the first to wake next morning when the sunlight through the windows began warming his naked body. He looked across at the gorgeous blond and vulnerable sleeping boy wolf. He knew when the boy woke there was going to be an awkwardness because Jackson still believed he wasn't over Derek. But laying there on a Sunday morning with a gorgeous specimen of man next to him Stiles felt happier than he had in ages. He had no regrets and he would make damn sure he convinced Jackson of it before he left the house for his own.

As he watched the boy sleeping he noticed when he began to wake. On a spur of the moment whim he lent on one elbow and leaned across to wake his lover with a kiss. It was a much softer and gentle than many they shared last night but it did the trick.

"Good morning" Jackson greeted him when his lips were liberated.

"Good morning my Jacks" replied Stiles.

"Oh, 'my Jacks'. I like the sound of that. As long as you will have me I am yours", smiled Jackson. "No regrets for last night?"

"None at all. It might have been my first time but it was perfect because it was with someone who cares for me so very deeply. I hope you don't have any either.", Stiles shyly whispered. "Besides if it wasn't-"

Stiles had stopped speaking so suddenly Jackson sat bolt upright and looked at him. His eyes were glowing green and he looked distant. "Danger" was all Stiles said but in a voice very unlike his own. Then his eyes stopped glowing and he turned to Jackson. "What is it? What's wrong?" Jackson asked, the sudden change making him shift to wolf form. Stiles glanced into his electric blue eyes for half a minute before answering. "I don't know exactly but I think we need an emergency pack meeting."

Jackson processed this quickly. He jumped up and began rummaging through his closet. "Take a shower here, and then put these on. We can call by your house to let your dad know what's happening. Meantime I will text the Scott and get him to arrange a time and place." He passed Stiles some clothes, they were Jacksons so they would probably be expensive designer labelled and slightly bigger than usual on him but he appreciated the thought.

He followed Jackson's instructions and then tidied up Jackson's room while he waited for him to shower and dress. Jackson said he didn't need to do it but he blamed it on the ADHD and the need to be doing something. As they left the house and Jackson locked up he received a text back from Scott. "Midday at the Hale house, Scott says", Jackson glanced at his watch it was already half ten. "We have an hour and a half. You go back to yours and sort out whatever you have to. I'll swing by after picking up Lydia and we can grab a breakfast at the drive through before we head over to Derek's. How does that sound?"

He didn't get an answer just another kiss. "I will take that as a good sign", he smirked. He waited until Stiles got into his jeep and drove away before he headed to his porsche and went in the other direction to pick up Lydia.


A/N: So there you have it. More romance to come throughout this story. If romance isn't really your thing hold in there, plenty of angst and drama to follow in this and subsequent stories.