Scott looked at Stiles who was sitting on his bed biting a pencil, staring blankly at his math textbook. The two of them had a math test tomorrow and Scott was annoyed that Stiles wanted to study more than fool around with him. Scott sighed loudly, practically begging non verbally for his boyfriend to pay attention to him.
Stiles looked at Scott. "You know you aren't actually a dog, although you often smell like one."
Scott chuckled and placed his head on Stiles textbook. "You've been studying that book for over half an hour now. Can we please take a study break?"
"One would need to study in order to take a study break," Stiles teased, knowing Scott hadn't studied any during the past half hour.
"Does studying you count as studying," Scott asked grinning at his boyfriend.
Stiles leaned down to kiss him. "No, but taking a break is fine because you won't leave me alone otherwise. Not that I mind. I don't hate Scott distractions."
Scott smiled and sat up, tossing the textbook across the room. "I love you Stiles." Stiles told Scott he loved him as Scott pushed him down and climbed on top of him. "What time did you say your dad would be home?"
"He said earlier that he wouldn't be home till late," Stiles responded, shimmying out of his pants. Scott ripped Stiles' shirt off.
"You're so sexy Stiles. You should never wear clothes again!"
"Well Scott, I don't think that would be such a good idea. Clothes are necessary. But when you and I are older and have our own house, we will never have to wear clothes at home. Deal?"
Scott grinned, loving that idea. "Deal. I can't wait to have a home with you. To share a life with you. To share a bed with you every night without having to worry about parents coming home and interrupting alone time…"
"Soon. All we have to do is graduate high school and find an apartment together. We've both been applying to all of the same schools so hopefully we're bound to get into one together," Stiles told him with a kiss.
Scott smiled and worked on pleasing his boyfriend. Stiles laid back happily moaning Scott's name. Neither of them heard the sheriffs vehicle pull up in the driveway.
"Stiles you are amazing," Scott said going to kiss Stiles on the mouth. Stiles hummed his happiness.
"I'm the best Scott! You will never have another friend or lover like me!"
"You're the only lover that I'm going to have for the rest of my life," Scott told Stiles truthfully. "I would propose but I think I'll wait until we're no longer teenagers."
"Even if we are adult teenagers?," Stiles whined. "And who says you get to propose. What if I wanted to propose?"
Scott rolled his eyes. "We can argue about this later. Unless you want me to leave you hanging?"
Stiles whined begging Scott to go back to pleasing him. Scott laughed and gave Stiles what he wanted. Stiles stopped Scott because he heard something. "Do you hear something?"
Scott stopped focusing solely on Stiles and the sweet little noises that Stiles made and cursed. "Your dad is home! Do our parents not know the meaning of working late?"
"Hurry up and put some clothes on because I don't want a repeat of what happened with your mother. That was the worst experience of my life."
Scott leaned over to kiss Stiles just before the bedroom door opened but that didn't stop the Sherriff from seeing them kiss. Both of them were flushed and half naked. The Sherriff raised an eyebrow. "What is going on?"
Stiles cursed inwardly. "Dad, Scott and I are dating. We've been dating for a while. I didn't tell you before because I was afraid of how you would react, but now that you have caught us kissing, I figured now would be the perfect time to confess..."
Scott could see and hear Stiles anxiety and squeezed his hand tightly. The Sherriff didn't know how to react. He didn't want to think about what his son and his son's best friend were doing half naked in his sons bed.
"Well, I do wish I hadn't found out like this. I'm just relieved that I didn't walk in on both of you completely naked," the sheriff replied, visibly awkward. "What can I say. As long as both of you are happy then that's all that matters. I knew this would happen eventually. I am a sheriff after all. Scott, all I can ask is to keep my son safe and don't hurt him. If I had known I would walk in to this I wouldn't have decided to bring you home a pizza. It's downstairs but both of you are free to have it. I think I'm going to go back to work for a while. You and I can have a father son dinner another night where we can talk about all of this."
"I think that sounds like a good idea dad," Stiles replied squeezing his boyfriends hand. "I'm sorry."
"For what," Noah asked his son.
"Not telling you. I was just afraid. You're my only family and I didn't want anything to cause a rift between us."
Noah smiled at his son. "I will always love you Stiles. No matter who you love or how much trouble you love to get into. I love you too Scott. Try to stay out of trouble. Both of you." He knew it was pointless saying it, but he felt obligated to as a parent to say it. "I'll see you both later."
"Bye Sherriff Stilinski," Scott said, speaking for the first time since he entered the room. Once Noah was out of earshot, Scott apologized to Stiles. "Again, I was so caught up in you and the sounds that you make when I do that thing you like that I didn't hear him arrive."
Stiles pulled the covers up over his entire upper body. "At least he didn't see us having sex like your mom did. All he saw was us kissing. I am so grateful that I happened to hear him."
Scott moved the covers so he could kiss his boyfriend. "Does it mean anything that I am sorry?"
"I don't know," Stiles admitted, feeling almost as humiliated as he did when Melissa caught them. "But at least my dad is alright. He approves of us at least. That's a huge relief.
"Stiles, I don't think that there's anything you could do that would make your father not like him."
Scott wrapped his arms around Stiles, softly kissing the top of his head. "I love you."