Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf.

A/N: I decided to write this today because I wanted something that was actually part of something that was romantic. And not a story that writing at the moment that seems romantic, but in reality one the people in it is a ginormous jerk. As a result I might be writing more fluffy things for a while at least after this one...maybe.

Stiles frowned as there was a series of loud knocks on his door too urgent for a caroler or a neighbor bringing Holiday treats. His Dad had a key and Scott would call before coming over...probably. Stiles put his cup of orange juice from his breakfast down on the table and went to answer the front door. Only to find Malia standing there at his doorstep. He hadn't seen her since he had told her of his decision to stick by her no matter what. When had that been? Just two days ago, although for a some reason it had seemed a lot longer. Malia seemed... anxious which was why she had probably been pounding on the door.

"Malia what's wrong?" Stiles said and began to reach for her only to stop himself halfway, unsure if she would want him to touch her. They may have slept together but Stiles didn't know enough Malia to assume anything. He didn't even known Malia's favorite color. Then again he did know who her biological father was and that she was a were-coyote. He supposed that fact wasn't even known by her adoptive father at the moment. Malia started pacing the floor of the living room. She paced up and down four times before abruptly stopping in front of him.

"Promise me. Promise me that if I ever you need you'll be there for me." Stiles frowned at how frantic she looked but said.

"I promise Malia. What's wrong?" he said and then gripped her shoulder lightly to stop her from pacing again and maybe to give her some sort of comfort.

"I...I think that I'm going to keep the baby." Malia biting her lower lip. Stiles face broke out in a smile but Malia shook her head.

"I just meant that... I'm not going to have an abortion but I don't know if I'm going to give it up for adoption or not." Stiles smile faded slightly, but didn't disappear entirely. Malia was staring at him warily like he was likely to explode. Stiles nodded he could deal with that. It wasn't ideal, but it was still good. Malia was still staring at him warily. Stiles wasn't sure what came over him but he grabbed her tightly in a hug

"I promise I will be there for you." he said and released her. All in all the hug lasted probably only a few seconds. Stiles though just wanted to show her that he would be there for her and that she wasn't alone in all of this. Malia nodded stoically possibly purposely so.

"Thank you." she said with a simple nod and turned around and started towards the door.

"Are you leaving?" Stiles asked surprised. Malia froze for a moment and turned around and

smiled at him a little nervously.

"Yeah I think it's probably best for now." she said biting her lip. Stiles nodded he didn't want to push her right now. Whatever happened whatever they did he would let her lead and he would follow.

"Okay." he said. Malia smiled slightly less nervously and nodded as well while she said.

"Okay." she turned around again and walked out of the door. Stiles felt himself collapse onto the nearest couch as soon as the door was shut. He was really going to be a father.

A/N:Does it feel strange to be reading a story that take place around Christmas in May/June? It does to me.

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