Isaac groaned, as he pulled up his shirt. Derek had once again smashed him through a wall and Isaac had ended up flying into shards of Glass. He may have healed due to his werewolf capabilities but sadly, the powers did not apply to his shirt wich now had holes and was covered in blood.
Isaac was about to pull on his new shirt when he froze, something was tattooed across his heart. Isaac walked closer towards the mirror and staired at his chest.
The words "If you harm one perfect strawberry blonde hair in her head, I'm going to turn your little werewolf ass into a fur coat and give it to her as a birthday present" where really their, written in a cursive scrawl.
Isaac was sure that Derek hadn't mentioned magically appearing tattoos but then again Derek also hadn't mentioned Kanimas either.
"DEREK!" Isaac shouted, his voice echoing through the abandoned building.
"What?" Derek asked sounding annoyed but then again he always sounded annoyed.
"Why do I suddenly have a tattoo across my chest?" Isaac snapped.
Derek's eyes widened comically "That's impossible." he muttered under his breath.
"Obviously not!" Isaac snarled
"It means you have a soulmate. Those words are the first ones they'll ever say to you. Only born werewolfes are supposed to get them."
"Then why do I have one!" Isaac exclaimed
He couldn't get his head around the whole idea of soulmates. A week ago, he'd been locked in a freezer and had absolutely no friends and now he supposedly had someone he was destined to be with.
"I don't know." Derek said in shock
"Doesn't look like your soulmate like you very much." Erica cut in having listened to the conversation.
Isaac groaned. Of course, the Person he was supposed to end up hated him. Typical, the slightest chance of happienes and he messes if up.
"Shut it!" He shouted at Erica at stormed out of the Building.
Half an hour later Derek was by himself, Erica and Boyd had both gone to look for Isaac and had yet to return. Suddenly, someone came crashing into the room. Derek looked up from the book he had been looking at, thinking it was one of his three Betas.
"Derek!" The voice of Stiles Stilinski shouted. Derek groaned and got up from his space on the floor.
"What?" He asked annoyed
" explain this. " Stiles snarled and pulled of his shirt.
Derek raised anbeyebrow at the teen but his jaw dropped slightly when he saw the words "huh, really." written across Stiles's chest in a messy scrawl that Derek instantly recognised as Isaac's.
"It's a soulmate mark. Those are the first words your soulmate will ever say to you."
Stiles gave him a look that clearly said ' are you kidding me'
"Do you know how many people have said that to me over the years!"
"No it will be the next thing he or she says to you. The first thing after receiving the mark."
"Why do I have one? I'm not supernatural!" Stiles exclaimed
"No, but your soulmate must be a werewolf." Derek snapped, not giving away that he knew exactly who it was.
"You know, I believe this is the most we have ever spoken or you have ever spoken in general, Sourwolf."
"Shut it or I will rip your throat out with my teeth." Derek snarled
"There's the Sourwolf we all know and love to hate!" Stiles said leaving, still pissed off about the newest supernatural revelation.
Three days later, Stiles and Isaac where sitting next to each other in chemistry class. Both glaring at each other in silence.
Stiles broke it first "If you harm one perfect strawberry blonde hair in her head, I'm going to turn your little werewolf ass into a fur coat and give it to her as a birthday present" he snarled at Isaac
Before the words had registered Isaac had already retorted "huh, really."
Both boys jaws dropped, as realisation washed over them. Isaac looked up at Stiles and dread filled his stomach, as he realised Stiles knew exactly what was going on.
Stiles's head was spinning... Had that really just happened? Was he dreaming? Had Derek known?
Before Stiles could open his mouth and string a sentence together, Isaac had already run out of the room.
"Mr. Lahey... Mr. Lahey! Somebody go get him and tell him to get his ass back to class and that he has detention. For a month." Mr. Harris snarled before turning back to the bored.
Stiles took this chance to run after Isaac, who had already disappeared down the hallway.
Stiles continued to walk down the empty school hallway his mind racing.
Isaac Lahey, the annoying scarf wearing werewolf asshole, was his soulmate.
The more Stiles thought about it the more he realised, he really didn't know that much about the guy. Sure he knew the stuff that everybody knew at this point (for example that Isaac was abused) and he knew other stuff that other people didn't (werewolf)... but he didn't actually know anything about Isaac. At least nothing about him as a person.
His thoughts came to a sudden stop at the sound of laboured breathing coming from the janitor's closet.
He opened the door and found Isaac sitting on the floor, hugging his knees. His breathing was rapidly increasing and it was obvious that Isaac had been crying.
"Hey, Isaac... Listen to me try and follow my breathing. Come on." Stiles whispered quietly trying not to startle the werewolf.
After a minute it was becoming obvious that it was not helping Isaac, so Stiles racked his brain for other ways to stop a panik Attack.
He remembered that back when he had gotten them himself, he had researched a LOT of different ways to calm down during a panik Attack.
He finally managed to think of one that might actually help the boy. He quickly leaned forward, so that he couldn't change his mind, and kissed Isaac on the lips.
The kiss itself was very chaset but it served it's purpose, as Isaac instantly seemed to hold his breath.
After a couple of seconds the two pulled apart.
"Wh-Why did y-y-you d-do that?" Isaac asked
"I I needed you to hold your breath... It worked." Stiles replied
Isaac shook his head and turned away, tears threatening to spill "Why? I thought you hated me?" He whispered so quietly Stiles could barley hear him.
"I don't hate you. As a matter of fact I barley know you."
Isaac smiled slightly at those words but still refused to look Stiles in the eye.
"I thought you wanted to turn me into a coat." Isaac joked lightly
"I may reconsider..." Stiles breathed
"So... What now?" Isaac asked awkwardly.
"We should get to know each other I guess. How about we get some Lunch and you know... talk?" Stiles said
Isaac looked back up at Stiles and nodded before getting up off the floor.
"Ok... but what about Lydia, Erica and all of that?"
"I'm sure that can survive one day without us... Shit, I totally just jinxed us! Scott and the others are going to all have brutally murdered eachother within a day." Stiles exclaimed dramatically, whilst leading Isaac towards the school exit.
Isaac laughed and the two boys left the school, the rest of the world forgotten because in that moment nothing else seemed to matter.
