Noah leans against the tree waiting for Stiles. He had grabbed his leather jacket at the last second and he was glad because it was cold enough that Noah sees his breath. Stiles pulls up to the entrance of the preserve with Scott only a few minutes after Noah gets there. Noah had parked a bit down the road in order to not get anyone's attention, but Stiles never was one to think outside the box. "Hey, Scott." Noah nods. Scott looks over at him in surprise.
"Hey, Noah, Stiles dragged you out here too? Didn't think he'd get you to agree."
"Someone needs to watch for his ass and no offense, Scott, but I've seen your stamina and it's shit." Noah tells him before turning and heading into the woods.
"Ignore him, he's just grumpy." Stiles says as he follows after Noah.
"Are we seriously doing this?" Scott asks as his eyes go to Noah's back.
"You're the one always bitching that nothing ever happens in this town." Stiles says as he hurries to catch up with his twin.
"I was trying to get a good night's sleep for practice tomorrow." Noah snorts, causing Stiles to give him a look.
"Noah, be nice." Stiles whispers.
"You know, Scott, I totally sympathize with you. I mean, sitting on the bench? Wow, what a workout." Stiles hits Noah, causing Noah to give him a look.
"Stop being a dick."
"No, Noah, I'm playing this year." Noah laughs and looks at Scott.
"Scott you can barely walk a mile without your inhaler. How are you doing to play Lacrosse?"
"I'm making first line." Noah laughs and shakes his head.
"Go ahead and dream, Scott. Everyone should have a dream even if it is pathetically unrealistic."
"Noah, stop being an asshole." Stiles snaps.
"Hey, I'm just preparing the kid, Sti, he's going to have his dreams crushed come tomorrow."
"Why don't you play then, mr. tough guy?" Noah glances over and rolls his eyes at Scott.
"Because I rather work on motors then play a dumb game with no meaning."
"Or is it you just don't want the whole school knowing you're gay? I mean a locker room filled with naked guys? Does your dad even know yet?"
"Keep it up McCall." Noah pins him to a dream. "And I'll beat your ass."
"Hey, wow, come on you two, stop." Stiles pushes Noah back and stands between them. "I didn't invite you two out here to fight. We're here to look for a dead body." Noah rolls his eyes and continues through the woods.
"Just out of curiosity which half of the body are we looking for?" Scott asks from behind Noah and Stiles.
"Huh, I didn't even think about that." Noah snorts as Stiles says this.
"You never think beforehand. You're too reckless." Stiles glares at his brother, who just gives him a crooked grin.
"And, uh, what if whoever killed the body is still out here?" Scott asks, causing the twins to look at him.
"Also something I didn't think about." Stiles admits.
"Good going, Sti." Noah mumbles as he goes climbing up a steep hill.
"It's comforting to know... that you... planned this out with your usual attention to details." Scott pants as he leans against a tree in order to take a breath from his inhaler. Noah gives him a smug look before continuing up the hill.
Noah reaches the tops and drops down as he sees flashlights shine through the trees. "Shit." Stiles drops down beside him. "This is your fault." Noah hisses.
"Realize, we can get past them."
"Are you nuts?! We're in such deep shit right now."
"Realize, Noah, just... come on." Stiles takes off running, causing Noah to growl before running after him. Noah is in a lot better shape than Stiles. Working in a mechanic shop means he has to lift a lot of heavy stuff. He has a good amount of muscles in his arms and legs and has a good amount of stamina. He runs past Stiles and easily dodges the lights.
He makes it to a safe side before turning to see his brother had stopped. "What are you doing? Run." Noah whispers just as a flashlight shines on Stiles and a dog barks at him.
"Stay right there!" A cop yells as Stiles fall to the ground.
"Hold on, hold on. This little delinquent belongs to me."
"Dad, how are you doing?" Stiles asks, trying to block the lights out of his face as he stands up
"So, do you, uh, listen in to all my phone calls?" Their dad asks.
"No." Stiles tells their dad before seeing his face. "Well, not the boring ones."
"Where's your brother?" Their dad asks as he looks around the woods.
"Noah? He's bitchy." Stiles says. "Nearly took my head off when I interrupted his shower. I doubt he even realizes I'm gone." Their dad looks at Stiles with a frown on his face. Even from here Noah can see the worry on his dad's face. Noah has been in a mood for a while. Being one of the few gays in their town isn't easy and it's worst when you're a closet gay. Truth be told, Noah is just starting to get really lonely and depressed. He's been locking himself up in his garage more and more and working even more than usual. All summer the only person who he even saw was his best friend Cecelia Martin. It only makes sense for his dad and brother to start noticing. Stiles already knows what is wrong with Noah, well half. Stiles believes the secret of being gay is getting to Noah, but it's so much more than that.
"Scott, you out there!" Noah snaps out of his thoughts when he hears his dad calling for Scott. "Scott!"
"I seriously need to stop zoning out." Noah whispers under his breath.
Noah's dad sighs as he drops his flashlight and looks at Stiles. "Well, young man, I'm gonna walk you back to your car and you and I are gonna have a conversation about invasion of privacy." Noah grins as he watches his father lead Stiles roughly away.
"Idiot." He says before starting forward. He can't go back with the cops there, so he can only go forward.
Noah walks for a while, hearing a wolf howling in the woods. "Hmm." Noah looks around with a frown. "There's not supposed to be wolves around here." Noah says just as he hears growling from behind him. Noah freezes in his tracks before slowly turning. Bright red eyes stare right back at him, causing Noah to freeze. "Shit." He takes off running and hears the sound of... whatever it is behind him. Noah can hear it gaining on him, which causes his heart to race faster. He tries to run faster, but it's no use. The thing tackles him to the ground and he falls, hitting his head on the rock. He groans just as he feels sharp teeth pierce right into his shoulder. He screams in pain, trying to shake the thing off, but he only bites harder. Noah whimpers until he hears a growl. The thing on his back growls back before jumping off Noah and taking off.
Noah rolls onto his back, wincing in pain. "You okay?" Noah groans and looks up to see a man standing before him. The man was gorgeous. His green eyes stood out against the darkness of the night and Noah finds himself practically drooling. A frown comes over his face as he sees a gold ring circle around the man's eyes. The man clears his throat and holds out his hand. Noah grabs it and allows him to pull him up. "That looks painful." Noah winces as he looks at his shoulder. His leather jacket must have fallen off when he was running.
"I live." Noah shrugs before wincing.
"The animals in these woods can be pretty bad. Let me walk you back to your car."
"I'm not a kid, I think I can find my own way back." Noah didn't mean to snap especially because this guy just saved his life, but Noah always had a hard time talking to people, especially guys. It's a mircale that Cece puts up with Noah's grumpy attitude.
"Trust me, I know you're not a kid." Noah breath catches in his throat as he hears the guy. He watches as the guy eyes him over, causing Noah's heart to race in his chest and his hands to sweat. "Come on." Noah follows after the guy as they walk through the woods. Noah can't help, but let his eyes fall to his ass. Noah licks his lips and smirks. The guy got a nice ass.
"This yours?" Noah's eyes snap up and sees the smirk on the guy's face. Noah looks around and realizes he zoned out again and not only did he zoned out, but he got a boner now too.
"Uh, yeah, thanks." Noah nods as he looks at his bike.
"Do you normally zone out that bad?" Noah gives a nervous laugh.
"Uh, yeah." Noah smiles weakly before walking towards his bike and straddling it. "Uh, thanks... by the way." He trails off as he turns only to see the man is gone. "Huh... right..." Noah slips his helmet on and turns his bike on before taking off for his house.