Danny woke to the sun beating onto his face through blinds he had forgotten to close. Registering a warm body next to him, he lifted his head up slightly with a smile. Stiles had ended up with his back to Danny's chest, their fingers haphazardly entwined. He marveled at how different the boy looked when he was sleeping. Laying his head back down on the pillow he let his mind wander to the possibility of waking up this way again in the future. It was a future he liked the look of very much.
Moving is hand to barely graze the length of Stiles' arm, Danny was rewarded with a soft hum from his sleeping companion.
"Morning," Stiles slurred, slowly blinking the sleep out of his eyes. He rolled over so he could meet Danny's eyes, shy smiles tugging on both sets of lips.
"Did you sleep well?" Danny asked, savoring the look of a tired and happy Stiles.
"Best sleep I've had in a long time," he answered, cheeks slowly turning pink. "Thanks for letting me stay over. I know we're like, just getting to know each other and everything. But it means a lot to me."
"You're welcome," the dark-skinned boy smiled, eyes catching the faint outline of a bruise on the cheek. His eyes darkened as he realized it hadn't been there the previous day. "Stiles, who keeps doing this to you?"
"I-it's my dad," he mumbled, eyes filling up with tears. "He just misses her so much. A-and it's my fault, sometimes. The closer it gets to that day, the more he does it. I tried to do something about it last n-night, but he kicked me out. Well, not actually kicked me out. Kinda forced me out for the night. So now I'm h-here and I like it here. With you. It's like warm and safe and happy."
Admitting it this time wasn't as scary as the first, although Stiles thought it was partially due to the knowledge that Danny wasn't going to try to kill his dad. He started to wonder if that was why he liked Danny so much. Because he was safe. There wouldn't be any vividly described threats of death, no being shoved up against doors unless it was because they were doing other things, he could pretend to just be a normal boy and not worry about werewolves.
"What day, Stiles?" Danny asked softly after not being able to figure it out. He had mostly avoided the kid before, finding him annoying and child-like, so he had no clue what could have happened to warrant the sadness and the pain clearly hanging on his shoulders.
"When my mom died," It came out as a sob, tears finally spilling onto his face. He missed her so much, just wanted to be in her arms again. Stiles was certain he would do anything, give up anything just for five minutes to see her smile and have her hold him again. Danny responded by pulling the boy closer to him, placing a light kiss on the pale forehead. He smiled when the forehead found it's way into the crook of his neck and let a hand come up to rest on the soft buzz cut.
"C-can we just skip school today?" Stiles asked the other boy, feeling the sudden heat in his cheeks.
"Only if we stay like this for awhile," Danny answered with a smile, overcome with the want to protect the hurting boy. He was thrilled that Stiles trusted him so much in such a short period of time, telling him things Danny was almost certain he hadn't told anyone else. Letting his mind wander to previous encounters they had during the school year he realized just how good Stiles was at hiding his pain. There was always a smile on his face, jokes tumbling out of his mouth like air. The jeans and long shirts and jackets the kid always wore hid more bruises that nobody else ever saw, Danny was certain of it. Even when they changed for lacrosse practice, he remembered that Stiles made sure to change out of sight of the rest of the team.
"Danny, can I ask you a question?" The small voice brought the goalie's thoughts back to the present.
"Sure," he said, wondering what the question would be. Hopefully not that question he'd answered in a different way.
"Do you find me attractive?" Danny could feel the grin on Stiles' face as he asked it.
"Do you really have to ask anymore?"
Moving his head up to kiss Danny's cheek, Stiles smiled as he heard the other boy groan and quickly felt hungry lips on his own.