Prompt: "Stop coming in through my window. There's literally a door right there."

AKA the struggles of being the 'big brother' of a sophomore puppy

A/N: I AM SO SORRY FOR THIS BEING SO LATE! I just entered university so it's a HUGE transition but I'll try to be more consistent. I try and push chapters out once per month but IDK the story just wasn't flowing. F*ck writer's block!

As a side note, I have never been so proud to be a Canadian! I usually never pay attention to the national anthem but people were crying when the heard it post election!

Anyways, enjoy!

"Oh Stiles you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind, hey Stiles!" Stiles sang off tune as he dried his hair off with a towel. He shook his mop of wet hair letting water droplets scatter the floor. His dad wasn't home yet so he could be as loud and crazy as he wanted to, including bringing the bathroom towels into his bedroom. He lifted his head up to look in his mirror and jumped.

"WHA-?!"

"Oh, sorry..."

"LIAM? WHAT THE HELL DUDE?!"

"Sorry." The sophomore said meekly. "I heard the water running so I knew you wouldn't answer the door and-"

"Stop coming in through my window. There's literally a door right there."

Liam shrugged. "I like showing off my werewolf abilities."

Stiles rolled his eyes. "What if I'd been naked?" The thin white towel around Stiles' waist did nothing to hide the seniors growing muscle. Liam could make out the outline of Stiles' thigh-not that he was looking down there. Liam resisted the urge to look him up and down so much that his eye throbbed.

"Stiles, we are literally in a locker room together every Tuesday and Thursday. I've seen your pasty white butt more times then I'd like to."

"Aw, dude. That's it, tomorrow I'm changing in the stalls!" Liam chuckled. "So what's up?"

"Nothing."

Stiles raised his eyebrow. "Dude, I'm not playing this game. You guys only come through my window when you need a therapy session."

"Can't I just come and visit?" Liam sat down at Stiles' desk chair and spun it around.

Stiles snorted. "No, I'm serious kid, what's up? Are you having trouble controlling your shift?"

"No, Scott's helped with that. That is such a last month problem." Liam hung his head. "I-" Liam scratched his wrist. "I had a science question."

"You had a science question?"

"I forget it now."

"Bringing your books might've helped."

"Ya," Liam got up off of Stiles' chair. "I'll go get them."

"Nah, I think I still have my sophomore books here somewhere." Stiles opened his closet and stood on his toes to look on the top shelf.

"Why?" Liam asked as Stiles struggled to bring down a box with one hand. The other hand was holding the thin towel still wrapped around the senior's waist.

"No one would buy them. I highlighted in them too much." Liam got up to help Stiles but the older boy managed to drop the box on the floor without breaking anything.

"Do you plan on going into science in university?" Liam asked casually as Stiles yanked open the lid.

"Maybe forensics. I mainly want to go into the police force." Stiles began to unload some textbooks from the box, some Liam recognised from freshman year.

"And Scott still wants to be a veterinarian?" Liam asked trying to be nonchalant again but Stiles was picking up on his tone as he searched. The older boy stopped his search and looked up at Liam.

"Ya."

"Are there any veterinarian schools nearby?"

"Oh, is that it?" Stiles sighed and started packing the box up again. "It would be easier to just say that instead of having me go through my boxes! Jesus Liam!"

"I'm just asking." Liam protested, trying to act nonchalant again. Stiles rolled his eyes and stood up, leaving the box on the ground.

"You know he'll always be here for you." Stiles put his hand on Liam's shoulder.

"I know-" Liam's voice cracked and he cleared his throat. "I know. That's the problem. I don't want to hold him back."

"Liam," Stiles sighed and turned to face the sophomore. "You won't be holding him back. He'll want to come back. You're his pack, his first beta. You're family to him and we don't leave family or pack behind."

"But do you think...when he graduates...will he leave the country or even the county? Do you think I'll be holding him hostage here in Beacon Hills?"

"Liam," Stiles' voice took on a softer tone. "Where is all this coming from?"

"Nowhere, just a thought."

Stiles sighed and ran his hand down his face and groaned. "Liiiiaaam! Look, I had a plan to watch tv and jack off tonight which you are cutting into so just tell me."

"Ew, Stiles."

"What, like you never do it?"

"I have Hayden."

"Ah, puppy love." Stiles chuckled as he turned to his drawers. He found a pair of boxers and successfully wiggled into them without dropping his towel.

"Why does everyone keep saying that?!" Liam threw his arms into the air. Stiles rolled his eyes as he now struggled into a pair of sweats and going topless. After successfully putting them on Stiles flopped down on his bed. "Liam!"

"Okay, okay. So..." Liam looked sheepishly down at the ground. "You know my step dad?"

"Ya, he's a doctor at the hospital with Scott's ma."

"Ya well," Liam rubbed the back of his neck. "I didn't have a good relationship with my dad before he left my mum, ya know. And he kept telling my ma stuff and wouldn't let her get a better job than him and refused to let her even get the better car, even though she worked farther away than him and-" Liam took a deep breath, "and I don't wanna be my dad to Scott."

"Aw kid." Stiles sat up. "I promise you...you are NOT holding Scott back. In fact, I think you're his inspiration to move forward."

"Oh please," Liam snorted.

"No seriously, listen...Scott wants to make a better life for himself and others, that's what makes him such a good Alpha. You helped him with that! You were Scott's first Beta. You've made him into the leader he is today. You're not just pack you're like his puppy brother-"

"Again with the puppy jokes Stiles?"

"Okay, okay but seriously dude. Look, you know Allison right?"

"Ya,"

"Well Scott helped you get over Hayden and you kinda helped him get closure with Allison that way."

"If you say so."

"I do and I'm a senior so trust me." Stiles chuckled.

"Will we all stay in touch?"

"We'll include you in the group chat."

"You guys already have a group chat without me?!"

Stiles rolled his eyes. "Somethings aren't appropriate for the puppy."

Liam groaned. "What do you think Hayden and I do-?"

"LA LA LA LA!" Stiles stuck his fingers in his ears and sang loudly.

"STILES, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Stiles' dad yelled from downstairs.

"NOTHING!" Stiles yelled back. "God dude, I'm gonna keep imagining you're a virgin because the other side is wayyy too traumatising."

Liam rolled his eyes and poked Stiles with his toe. "Grow up, senior." Liam threw the title back at Stiles. "I've probably done it more than you have."

"Probably have," Stiles muttered under his breath. Liam let out a bark of laughter.

"Oh my god, really?!" Liam perked up.

"F*ck werewolf hearing!" Stiles mumbled.

"And Hayden's hotter-."

"Dude, now you're pushing it." Stiles sat up and held up his hand in a stop motion. Liam cackled and sat down next to Stiles on the bed.

"Okay but dude, you promise I'm not holding Scott back?"

"Dude." Stiles hearing the serious tone of Liam changed his tune from humorous to a sombre tone. "If anything, you're pushing him forward."

Liam took a deep breath. "Thank you, Stiles." He exhaled.

Stiles slapped Liam on the back. "Hey buddy, that's what my window's for." Liam laughed. "Ya but do that again and I'll line the windowsill with wolfsbane, capish?"

Liam gulped, "Yup."

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