(A/N) ANGST but with fluff also protective!Stiles gives me feelings okay

"Stiles could hardly look at us through lunch" Allison laughed as they settled in her room
"It's cute really" Lydia smirked as she pulled a book from the pile they had carried from Chris' office. Allison watched her for a moment before pulling the book from Lydia's hand
"There's actually something I need to talk to you about"
"That sounds serious" Lydia furrowed her brow
"It's not! Not exactly?"
"What's wrong?"
"Have you noticed anything weird?" Allison asked
"Sweetie..." Lydia replied in her 'you're joking right?' voice
"Okay, stupid question..." Allison nodded her head slightly "Okay so back at Derek's place, I was with Stiles and I heard you talk, you called Scott an imbecile, Stiles said it was probably my imagination but when Derek took me to Deaton's, he told me that it wasn't-"
"He told you that I'm your anchor" Lydia stated
"I...Yeah, how did you know?"
Lydia pursed her lips and levelled a gaze at Allison
"You can't just say it's part of the Lydia Martin charm babe" Allison sighed "How did you know?"
"Because I could feel you in my head"
"When?"
"When you were with Derek"
"Oh" Allison played with her hair for a moment "Does it freak you out?"
"We'll be able to communicate through our minds Allison, do you not see how much fun we can have with that?"
"Fun?" Allison asked, her eyebrows raised
"Yeah..." Lydia purred, running a finger up Allison's arm "Imagine, the things I could say to you in the middle of class and nobody can do a thing" Allison's hand clamped onto Lydia's, stilling it
"If you don't want me to blow anything up you won't do that" Allison laughed
"No fun" Lydia pouted
"Fun can happen after we've dealt with the big bad... We still haven't had a breakthrough with any ideas yet"
"I know sweetie" Lydia rested a hand on Allison's knee "But we will"
"But in case we don't... I kinda have an idea?" Allison said, her voice hesitant
"I don't like the tone you're using..." Lydia frowned "What is it?"
"Well..." Allison played with Lydia's fingers "If she kills me she gets my soul, If I kill her I get her soul among others...What happens if we were to both die?" Lydia snatched her hand away from Allison's as though she had been burnt
"What did you just say?" Lydia asked, her eyes wide
"What?"
"Did you just seriously tell me you're contemplating suicide?"
"Lydia..." Allison sighed
"No, tell me, Is that what you're thinking?" Lydia got to her feet and began to pace the room
Allison pursed, her eyes focused on the space Lydia had been sat
"Oh my god it is!" Lydia exclaimed
"Can you blame me?" Allison asked, her voice small
"I told you to trust us!"
"I DO trust you Lydia, god, I trust you with my life, but the fact of it is, we're dealing with a GODDESS who has thousands of years worth of experience, how can we fucking compare with that?! You're a realist Lydia, tell me HOW do we beat this?"
"I don't know!" Lydia yelled, watching as Allison visibly flinched, though she tried to cover it up by getting up from her seat on the bed "But I'm not willing to let you just roll over and DIE, you don't get to play the self sacrificing hero Allison!"
"If I die, she wins. If she dies I become her, I become evil, I become the very thing I SWORE TO PROTECT PEOPLE FROM! I CAN'T AND WON'T LET EITHER OF THOSE THINGS HAPPEN" Allison yelled back, fully aware that by now the boys downstairs were probably aware of the conflict going on above them but In the moment she couldn't bring herself to care, instead she focused on the red head in front of her, the only thing separating them being her bed.
"Is this relationship real?" Lydia asked in a voice so quiet Allison had almost missed it
"What?" She found herself asking
"Us, is this real? Or is it just some kind of pity? You're convinced that you're going to die so fuck it, what do you have to lose?" Lydia said, her words like daggers to Allison's heart. Allison stared at Lydia, loss for words, she watched as Lydia clenched her fists and then unclenched them, she watched as Lydia's jaw set and prepared herself for another onslaught, Allison took a shaky breath, she became aware of tears rolling down her cheeks so she looked down in a weak attempt to cover the fact that she was crying, she didn't look up until she heard footsteps leading away from her room, she didn't look up when she heard the front door slam shut or when she heard an engine come to life and disappear into the distance.
She didn't look up when she felt four pairs of arms wrap her into a group hug.

Lydia cried for the entire journey home, she gripped the steering wheel until her knuckles turned white. She sat in her car parked outside her house for ten minutes until she composed herself. She applied a careful layer of make-up before plastering on a fake smile, as she walked into her home she gave herself a pat on the back for deciding to replicate the defences Deaton had put up in Allison's house on her own. She waved a silent greeting to her mother before heading straight to her room and dropping down on the bed.
In hindsight, she had regretted everything she had said to Allison the moment the words had left her mouth, honestly she had wanted to take them back, to jump across the bed and kiss the tears away. She threw her arm over her eyes and tried to block out the ache in her chest

"She knows you love her Alli" Stiles smiled as he wrapped an arm around her, he and Danny had sandwiched her onto the sofa, a blanket draped over their legs.
"She wouldn't have said it if she did" Allison replied with a sniffle "It happened so fast, one minute she was flirting with me and it all sunshine and rainbows and then next thing I know we're yelling and then she asked if the relationship was real...She asked if I was with her out of pity"
"What started it?" Stiles asked
"I may have implied an idea which results in me killing Aisa and myself"
"Allison!" Stiles exclaimed
"Can you blame me?" Allison asked with a sigh "I mean, I'm not going to let that bitch just kill me, but the odds aren't exactly in my favour"
"Allison" Stiles twisted in his seat "You are like a literal Katniss Everdeen, and look at her, she survived the hunger games. TWICE"
"This is real life Stiles, not a brilliant series of books" Allison replied "I mean, I have faith in you guys, I mean shit, you've all basically given up your lives to live here and try and find a way to fix this, but you can see where I have some reservations"
"I know" Danny nodded "And we aren't going to give up are we?"
"No" Allison shook her head "I'm seeing this through until the end"
"And what about Lydia?" Stiles asked. Allison let out a sigh
"I guess...I'll give her space, I'll try to talk to her tomorrow"
"Bad news guys" Scott announced as he entered the living room "Schools open tomorrow"
"Oh joy" Danny drawled, he looked over to Derek "I assume we still have to go?"
"Impending apocalypse or not, education is important" Derek replied, earning a watery laugh from Allison.
They talked for a few more minutes before Allison excused herself to go to the bathroom, looking pointedly at Scott for a moment before leaving, he met her by the door
"Are you okay?" He asked earnestly
"Not even in the slightest" Allison sighed, leaning her weight against the door "I need you to do something for me though"
"Only if you answer a question first" Scott held a hand up
"What is it?"
"You won't do It will you? Kill yourself I mean?"
Allison held his gaze for a moment before ducking her head "I'm not actively planning it, not after..." Her voice caught. She took a steadying breath "Scott. If we can't find a way to stop Aisa that won't result in me becoming her, then I'll do whatever I need to do to stop her from summoning the titans, but that can only happen if I somehow managed to kill the both of us at the same time"
Scott nodded slowly, his eyes sad but understanding "What do you need me to do?"
"Can you stay at Lydia's tonight? I... Need to know she has a wolf watching over her"
"Of course" Scott nodded, he turned to leave, only to have her hand grab onto his sleeve
"There's one more thing"
Scott raised an eyebrow in question.

Lydia had waited until the sun had set before heading downstairs when she was sure her parents weren't anywhere in the vicinity of the kitchen to raid the cupboards, helping herself to particularly expensive bottle of wine and a glass with every intention of drinking herself into a haze so that the pain in her chest would just stop, she can't say she was surprised to find her window open, a box resting on her windowsill. Placing the bottle and the glass on the table closest to her bed she crossed the room and took the box in her hands, it had a decent weight to it.
The box was placed in front of her, she had been staring at it for at least ten minutes before she finally opened it, the first thing she saw was a note
It's not a gift- Allison
Her lips curled into a small smile before she could stop herself as she placed the note to one side, she pulled out a gun next, it was the same one she had been practising with, alongside it was two loaded magazines. Beside them was a knife.
Until that night, Lydia had never understood why Allison insisted on sleeping with a weapon under her pillow. She eventually fell asleep to the sound of rain hitting her window as the bit back the guilt from knowing the true cause of the weather.

Allison was cold, she brushed her fingers along the tree trunks as she walked
"I better not be in a fucking coma again" She muttered under her breath, she hadn't dreamt since before the coma so she felt pretty justified in being concerned. She continued to walk when she heard a thunder clap from somewhere behind her, spinning around to the source she frowned as she looked to the sky, it was as clear as they come, not so much as a wisp of a cloud.
Another thunder clap echoed and despite her minds protests, Allison followed the sound
The longer she walked, the colder she got, she had noticed a thing fog beginning to obscure her vision, as she got closer to where she believed the sounds to be coming from, the thunder claps sounded so close, so, so close, but she couldn't see anything around this fog, it was suffocating, she couldn't see more than a few inches in front of her, she couldn't remember from which direction she had come from.
She wasn't even sure she was still in the reserve.
Allison suddenly became aware that the thunder had stopped, instead replaced by a low yet insistent chatter. It was coming from all directions and only served to throw her off more. She stumbled blindly through the fog, keeping her hands out in front of her to avoid crashing head first into a tree. A distant yell froze Allison in her footsteps, that had sounded like-
"Stiles?!" Allison yelled, her voice getting lost within the fog, a flash of emerald appeared in her peripheral vision, followed by a light glow of violet. Allison saw a figure, it was smaller than her, disappear into the fog. Allison chased after it, she came to a halt in a clearing, a small area which had been untouched by the fog, a hand gripped her shoulder and Allison span around, only to come face to face with cobalt eyes and a wide set grin. Out of shock more than anything, Allison took a step backwards
Only to fall off of the edge of the world as she knew it

Allison scrambles, a bony hand clutching her ankle dragging her down, deeper and deeper, she watches the light from above fade to darkness as water surrounds her, it doesn't feel cold any more, she feels hot, she feels like her skin will melt and join the water enveloping her, she fights back the urge to scream, she holds a hand above her head as she's pulled down, her eyes are burning but she refuses to allow herself to close them. Panic begins to register in Allison's mind, she's drowning. Drowning in a sea of red. She feels the darkness begin to wrap around her when a hand curls itself around her wrist and pulls.

She's doubled over on the ground, clutching the dirt between her fingers, coughing up what she hopes to god is water, a hand is on her shoulder again, it feels different this time, comforting. Allison finally looks up to see Stiles and Danny crouched beside her, both wearing the same expression of both horror and awe. A moment passes before Stiles chuckles awkwardly
"So are we all in a coma or...?"
Allison gets to her feet once she's sure all of the liquid is out of her system, she leans herself against a tree and takes a deep breath, it feels stuffy, not as bad as last time
"No" She shakes her head "I think we're just in a dream"
"So it's normal for us to all share dreams now?" Danny asked
"I don't think so" Stiles shrugged "What happened back there?" He turned to Allison.
Allison told them everything she had seen, not once risking to stop for breath. She watched as Danny and Stiles shared a look
"We saw similar things, except we followed a flash of purple eyes and then we saw a blue glow and as soon as we saw you fall the sky went dark" All three of them froze and looked up to the sky simultaneously.
"It's a full moon" Allison muttered
"Not back home It isn't" Stiles replied "The full moon isn't for another..." He trailed off, his eyes wide "Allison..."
"Yeah?" Allison replied, dread consuming her, judging by the look on Stiles' face he was following the same train of thought as she was
"Do you think...That this is some kind of...I don't know, clue? To what's going to happen?"
"I think you might be right" Allison muttered, they all shared a worried look
"We need to wake up"

Derek was standing above them when they woke up, Allison blinked bleary eyed
"What's up?"
"You'll be late"
"Noooo" Stiles curled into Allison's side with a yawn
"Get dressed" he pulled the blanket from them
"On it" Allison waved him away before freezing, her eyes meeting Stiles
"I'll fill him in" Stiles said "Go, get ready" He waved her away

"What's your take on it all Derek?" Danny asked from the back-seat, watching as Allison's foot bounces against the floor of the car
"Green eyes, a blue glow, purple eyes, a sea of red and the stars" Derek repeated the words like a mantra "I don't know what to make of it" He admitted after a minute
"Did you sleep last night?" Stiles asked
"For a couple of hours" Derek nodded
"Then why wasn't you in the dream? I mean, you were in my coma" Allison frowned. Derek shrugged, his eyes focused on the road
"Is Scott coming to school?" Danny asked
"He's getting a ride with Lydia" Stiles replied, looking to Allison carefully who pursed her lips.

Lydia opened her window and leant her head out
"Scott! I know you're still out there!" She yelled before sitting back on her bed, surely enough after a minute he was perched on the window, pushing the hood from his head
"You knew?"
"I'm not an idiot Scott" Lydia huffed
"You okay?" He asked as he pulled off his hoody, shaking some stray raindrops from it before leaving it on the back of a chair
"Never better"
"Lydia..." Scott gave her a look
"It's still raining" Lydia looked out of the window
"It won't stop until you talk to her" Scott folded his arms "Did you mean what you said?"
"I regretted the words as soon as they were out of my mouth" Lydia sighed
"Then why did you say it?"
"Because I was angry, she thinks she's going to die Scott"
"You can understand why she thinks that though"
"I know!" Lydia threw her hands up "I know... It doesn't stop it from hurting though" Lydia pulled her knees up to her chin and looked to Scott. Scott stared at her for a moment before taking a seat next to Lydia and matching her position
"Do you ever wish it would all just go back to normal?" Lydia asked after a minute
"Sometimes" Scott nodded "I used to think about it all the time" He admitted
"What changed?"
Scott turned to her and smiled "The pack...Isaac, the knowledge that every time we go out to fight, we're making the world a better place"
Lydia smiled and bumped her shoulder against Scott's

"Come on, we'll be late" She said after a moment

"How was class?" Stiles asked Allison as he dropped into the seat beside her
"People haven't stopped staring at me since we got here Stiles, someone walked up to me in the hallway and asked if we were in a weird orgy relationship" Allison whispered
"Oh good, so it's not just me" Scott sighed as he dropped his bag by his desk "You'd think they'd be more concerned with the fire in the chem lab and not whether a group of teens are hooking up"
"I would have thought they'd be more concerned with the upcoming apocalypse but whatever" Allison replied with a dry laugh
"Has Lydia spoken to you yet?" Stiles asked
"Nope" Allison sighed. She'd seen Lydia in the hallway after first period, the younger girl had frozen and high tailed it out of there before Allison could even react
"Apocalypse or not, she's still Lydia Martin" Scott muttered "She's never really been the type of girl to apologise"
Allison hummed in agreement
"Can't you stop the rain though Alli? My body isn't used to this"
"If I could I would, be glad we aren't dealing with thunder and lighting though" Allison smiled "Yet" She added as an afterthought

"I called Derek, I'm going home" Allison sighed as they met outside Stiles' locker
"What? Why?"
"I can't do it Stiles, I can't keep seeing her walking around and watching her avoid me, it hurts too much" Allison sagged against the lockers, Scott patted her shoulder sympathetically "You'll get my work from the rest of my classes?"
"Of course" Stiles nodded, she gave him a small smile before disappearing down the hallway to meet their alpha. Stiles looked up to see Lydia stood not to far away, watching the scene unfold.
"Come on" he felt Scott's hand on his arm "Let's go get lunch"

"You're ignoring me" Lydia pointed out as she sat down opposite Stiles in the cafeteria, he felt Scott tense beside him
"I'm not ignoring you" Stiles replied as he threw a fry into his mouth
"How is she?"
"Oh, is the weather not a good enough indicator for you?" Stiles gestured to a rain soaked window "She's doing fantastic" he added in a sarcastic tone
"Why haven't you spoken to her yet?" Scott asked. Lydia blinked at him a few times before dropping her attention to her food, poking it around but saying nothing, she tensed as she heard Stiles laugh harshly, he shoved his tray to one side
"I'm not hungry" He said simply and left the cafeteria, leaving Scott and Lydia to stare after him, both shocked
"what's wrong with him?" Lydia asked
"I think it's Allison, she's really hurt Lydia and he's gotten really close with her" Scott said, Lydia could see the disappointment in his eyes
"Are we going to ignore the fact that she basically said that if we can't find a way to kill Aisa she's going to kill herself?" Lydia snapped, her defences flying up
"Are you going to ignore the fact that you questioned Allison's feelings for you?" Scott shot back. Lydia clenched her fists
"Do you blame me for asking?"
"Yes" Scott replied easily, Lydia glared at him, backing off when he matched her with a glare of his own "How can you question what she feels for you? She fucking loves you Lydia" Scott snapped "And yeah, I get it, none of us want her to die but she's willing to end it if it means saving the world. Saving us. Saving you" He added before leaving the cafeteria in search of Stiles, leaving Lydia alone with Danny, she looked over to him but he said nothing, he'd already offered his two cents in the hallway, a simple 'you're an idiot for questioning Allison'
Lydia felt like shit, and she knew she deserved it

Derek was leaning against his car, arms folded when Stiles, Danny and Scott came out of school.
"Hey sour wolf" Stiles greeted, he looked into the car and saw Allison in the passenger window "Hey Alli" He greeted as he moved past Derek to open the door to slide into the back. As he buckled himself in Scott poked his head into the car
"Hey Allison, how're you feeling?"
"Shit" Allison replied glumly, not bothering to look to Scott
"Do you want me to stay with Lydia again?" that got her attention, Allison twisted in her seat, eyes wide and imploring
"If you could?"
"Of course" He smiled as sweetly as possible before ducking out of the car after patting Stiles' arm affectionately. He nodded to Derek as he caught a glimpse of strawberry blonde hair and went after her. Derek allowed himself to glare after Lydia before walking around to the drivers seat and climbing in
"How was class?" He looked up in the rear view mirror
"Horrible" Stiles muttered "I yelled at Lydia at lunch and left"
"And then Scott did pretty much the same thing" Danny added

"Did you say anything to her?" Derek looked to Danny
"I called her an idiot" Danny nodded
"I feel bad" Allison sighed
"You aren't in the wrong Allison" Derek reminded her
"But neither is Lydia really...It's just stressful for us all"
"That isn't an excuse" Derek said
"I just want her back" Allison sighed. Stiles leant forward in his seat and squeezed her hand, holding it for the remainder of the journey

"What are you doing?" Lydia asked when she saw Scott following her, she hadn't missed the way Derek had glared at her or the way Allison was huddled up In the passenger seat, refusing to lift her head
"What does it look like?"
"It looks like you're following me" Lydia snapped, a hand on her hip as she unlocked her car, she didn't protest when Scott clambered into the passenger seat
"Well you technically aren't wrong"
"Why?" Lydia asked as she started the engine
"Because Allison asked me to"
Lydia nodded to herself as they pulled out of the parking lot, Scott didn't miss the small smile on her lips

"Okay so Derek, you make the hot chocolate, Danny you grab the ice cream, Allison you find the cheesy movies and I'll build the blanket fort" Stiles announced as he threw open the door
"Do we have to?"
"Yes Allison we do, come on, it'll make you feel better" Stiles smiled as Danny and Derek disappeared into the kitchen
"I just want to sleep Stiles, my chest hurts" Allison's shoulders sagged. Stiles wrapped her up into a bony hug
"then you can sleep in the fort, but you're not being alone"
"Why did you yell at Lydia?" Allison asked, there was wonder in her eyes
"Because she hurt you"
"You used to be in love with her"
"that means nothing" Stiles frowned "Dude you're like a sister to me, and I can't sit back and watch you hurt like this" Allison returned the hug
"It really does hurt Stiles" she muttered
"I know" Stiles replied, hugging her tighter as he felt tears soak his shirt

"Lydia you need to get your shit together" Stiles stopped her in the hallway the next morning
"Excuse me?" Lydia asked, incredulous
"It's rained for two days, the mood at the house Is so glum even Derek looks like he's going to burst into tears, Allison looks like shit, she's been talking about how much her chest is hurting and she can't sleep because of it and we're pretty sure it's because the girl who her soul is tied to got pissy and walked out, you look like shit so I can pretty much assume you're feeling the same so you heard me Lydia Martin, get off of your fucking high horse, find that girl and grovel, fucking grovel because you love her and everybody except for Allison seems to be able to see that" Stiles hissed, his eyes dark, Lydia stared at Stiles in shock for a moment, a thunder clap echoed somewhere in the distance
"Where is she?" Lydia asked, her gaze anywhere but on Stiles
"Here somewhere" Stiles shrugged "She isn't exactly communicating well as you can imagine"
Lydia sighed and let herself sag against the lockers "Look Lyd, I get it"
"She thinks she's going to die Stiles, she thinks the only way that we have a chance is if she kills Aisa and herself"
"I know, and that's shitty, she's got a hero complex, she just doesn't want to risk being the cause for the apocalypse, you know she hasn't given up on us, on you. She's just covering all the bases"
"She's crazy" Lydia muttered under her breath, Stiles smiled softly at her and placed his hand on her shoulder
"People do crazy things for love"

Allison found Derek underneath the bleachers, as she crawled under to join him the alpha had a frown on his lips, stray droplets of water from the storm around them falling through the gaps and landing on his jacket, Allison shuffled as close to him as possible, feeling the heat radiate from his body.
"You can hear them to can't you?" Allison asked after a moment, she kept her attention focused in front of her "Is this what it's always like for you isn't it?"
"It's not as bad as it is for you" Derek replied
"Why?"
"Because I haven't tethered my soul to him"
"Are you saying the spell is to blame?"
"No, that spell has very little to do with anything" Allison gave him a quizzical look "The soul tether spell isn't to be cast lightly, it doesn't create feelings, it only works fifty percent of the times it's attempted and that's me giving a generous estimation"
"Why doesn't it always work?"
"Because the feelings aren't always there, it should only be cast between two people who are in love"
"The spell only worked because I'm in love with Lydia"
"And she is in love with you" Derek replied. Allison felt her shoulders sag with relief, a smile tugged at the corner of her lips
"He's in love with you, you know that right?" Allison said after a minute
"I know"
"You should talk to him"
"I know"
"I should talk to Lydia"
"She's already on her way" Derek smiled at her before climbing out of the bleachers into the rain

Derek was right, of course he was, Allison saw Lydia leave the school and head towards the lacrosse field, Allison climbed out of the bleachers, pulling her jacket closer around her as the rain began to hit her body. She met Lydia halfway into the field, making sure to keep a good few feet of distance between them
"We're really going to do this in the rain?" Lydia asked
"Well I know how much you love clichés" Allison shrugged before ducking her head in a shy smile, they both fell into silence, staring at their own feet.
"I'm sorry" Lydia sighed after a minute, Allison lifted her head and nodded slowly, Lydia took a breath "This is so stressful, but that doesn't excuse the way I treated you" Lydia took another intake of breath, ready to continue with her speech
"I love you" Allison said suddenly, Lydia's mouth clamped shut "When you questioned my feelings for you, I didn't say anything and you left. I didn't say anything because it felt like someone had ripped my heart from my chest, I was so, so hurt" Allison glanced away briefly to blink back some tears, she looked back to Lydia and she wanted nothing more than to push that lock of hair from her face, to bury her hands in strawberry blonde and kiss her until their lips bruised, Allison pulled her lip between her teeth, she had something to say and she wasn't going to touch Lydia until it had been said.
"When I see you, my heart starts to race so fast, Jesus. I feel like my ribs are going to crack from the strain, when you're not around me I hurt, my body feels cold, I feel like I can't breathe when you're not around, I can't control it, but the pain from not being around you causes this" Allison gestures her hands up to the sky, feeling the droplets stain her skin "I think it's my way of manifesting my pain, when I'm in pain I make the sky scream" Allison cuts herself off and ran a hand through her soaked hair. You calm me in so many ways, I can feel my magic itching through my veins, it's like my body is full of ants that won't stop and sometimes I just want to tear through the flesh just to get some kind of release. But with you-" Allison's voice catches in her voice as Lydia takes a step forward, the rain makes it hard to tell whether she's crying or not "When you're here, it's almost like I'm normal, it feels like love Lydia, like I have liquid love coursing through my veins, your voice alone is enough to stop the itch." She doesn't know when it happened but the pair have walked towards one another "What I'm saying is. It's you Lydia, It's fucking you. I can't describe it. It is you. You are the only one that I will ever want. I belong with you. You are my home, I look at you...and, and somehow I stop being scared, I see the moon and the stars in you, I see the universe in your eyes. I would travel through hell and every single possible plain in oblivion itself to be with you. You are the only thing that matters. You are my good. You are the reason I still exist, you are my anchor and you are the only reason I've held myself together throughout all this, you stop me from becoming the monster parents tell their children about at night-" there's so much more she wants to say, she wants to tell Lydia how in the quietest moments all she can see is the curve of her lips, the way her hands always find Allison's in the middle of the night, how Lydia's laugh sounds like music made by angels, how when she woke up from that coma, she looked at Lydia and somehow the world as she knew it seemed to vanish around her until it was only them together. But she doesn't say that, not through lack of trying but because Lydia has her hands tangled into Allison's hair, her lips on her own, there's a force to the kiss that Allison was convinced almost knocked her off of her feet, she wrapped her arms around Lydia's shoulders and held her close
"Your kisses" Lydia mutters against her lips "Your kisses feel like home, and I've been so fucking homesick" Lydia gasps, Allison tightens her hold on Lydia and deepens the kiss, only pulling away when she feels Lydia shiver.
"God this is such a cliché" Lydia huffed, but she's grinning, Allison can't help but match it as she peels off her jacket and hands it to Lydia, who takes it reluctantly "God, you're such a cliché" Lydia added with a roll of her eyes
"You love it really" Allison held out her hand which Lydia happily took, relishing in the feeling of Allison's hand wrapped in her own, immediately feeling the steady hum of magic under her skin
"No, I love you, you dork"
"Your dork" Allison replied playfully, swinging their hands between them for good measure

"My dork" Lydia whispers, a blush settling on her lips

Allison is pinned against her locker, Lydia holding her firmly in place, grinning into her mouth as they kissed lazily
"Well this is good news!" A voice beside them interrupted
"Hey Stiles" Allison greeted between kisses, Lydia pulled back and frowned
"Please don't say Stiles' name when we're making out"
"Oh hush" Allison winked and captured Lydia's lips once more. She heard Stiles clear his throat beside her
"Not that this isn't a fantastic sight...But we have an apocalypse to prepare for. And when I say apocalypse I mean we have chemistry in like ten minutes"
"Then we'll see you in ten minutes" Lydia replied as she ran her hands up and down Allison's arms. Stiles stared at them for a moment, frowning when he was sure to catch a glimpse of glowing green, blaming it on a trick of the light he headed towards class.
"You really want to go to class with wet hair?"
"The things I do for love" Lydia replies sweetly

(A/N) oh my god I'm such a cliché what the fuckity fuck