I was planning on updating some Meg/Derek fluff, but these two took up my time. Damn you Stiles you cheeky bastard you.
Onward!
Warning: Contains minor spoilers for the movie Star Trek: Into Darkness. Though they are predictable spoilers.
xxx
SSC
Ariel emerged from her bedroom wearing a royal blue long sleeved shirt, tucked into a pair of black tight jeans. She had rolled up the sleeves to her forearm. She never liked it when the material tangled at her hands, it irritated her. Ariel decided to leave her bag behind that night and only took what were necessary, her wallet and her phone. She left her hair untied. Her dark red locks fell past her shoulders in soft waves.
She walked in to the living room. The twins were lounging on the sofas. The moment she entered their eyes fell to her.
"Somebody's got a date." Aiden cooed teasingly, though his gaze was admiring.
"What are you two doing tonight?" She asked, regarding them with her azure eyes.
"I am meeting up with Danny and Aiden's probably going to go over to Lydia's. Where are you going?" Ethan responded.
"To watch a movie with Stiles and Scott,"
"Oh cool, bonding time—want me to be your scapegoat in case the night doesn't go as planned?" Ethan's words coaxed a smile on her lips. She shook her head in amusement.
"Thanks I'll remember that." The door bell rang, filling the short silence. The twins were immediately on their feet when Ariel approached the door. Turning the knob gently she pulled open the door. Stiles smiling face immediately greeted her.
"Hey," He said, almost shyly. She couldn't help but smirk at his adorable nature.
Her appearance made his heart race which was strange because she wore her usual attire, but there was something different. Maybe it was the way her eyes glimmered like aquamarines or the way she smiled. Maybe it was in the way her hair framed her pretty face so beautifully. Whatever the reason, Stiles knew he couldn't take his eyes off her.
"Hello."She acknowledged and stepped aside to allow him room into apartment. Ariel had to admit to herself, he looked positively charming. He wore a long sleeved black sweater that accentuated his wide shoulders. It had thin blue strips running across the breadth of the material. She could tell it was new from its fresh somber colour. He wore a pair of brick red jeans to match and his signature sneakers. His chocolate brown hair was brushed up in that usual way, bringing more attention to his high forehead.
Aiden and Ethan appeared behind her, blocking Stilinski's view of the pent house.
"Hey it's lover boy, Stilinski." Aiden observed sneeringly. Stiles stared unsure how to read the male's words.
"'A' grade insult there Aiden. How long did it take for you to come up with that?" He shot back, Ariel grinned at his jab.
"A whole month." She added and Aiden frowned in reaction. The man didn't approve the fact that Stiles and Ariel teamed up in teasing him, but Stiles noticed that Aiden brushed aside the remark carelessly. Ethan was silent and observing, Ariel looked to the twins and then to Stiles.
"Well I am off," She announced, stepping to Stiles's side. Her usual scent of pine trees was deliciously blended with a fresh floral scent of her shampoo, or soap he guessed. She smelled wonderful and Stiles just wanted to drown himself in it.
"Have fun and use protection." Aiden called grinning from ear to ear. Ariel scowled and rolled her eyes, clearly not impressed. Stiles resisted the urge to blush scandalously, but he expected such a comment from Aiden.
"He is just saying that because he has plenty to spare," She teased. The man heard and grumbled just as she shut the door behind her.
They exited the apartment complex and made their way to his jeep.
"Well you guys are getting along." Stiles mused looking to her, her expression remained indifferent.
"It's all that guilt that's built up inside them. Which I am taking full advantage of by the way. Ethan made me a sandwich and Aiden let me use the comfortable couch."
"Do you think I can get them to do stuff for me?"
She grinned, her eyes gleaming in mischief "I am not sure, you should come over one day and we can test it."
"Sounds like a plan," He said smiling brightly.
He looked to her and shyly added "So you look nice."
"Was that a compliment or a general observation?" She retorted just as they arrived at the jeep. He fumbled with his keys to unlock the door for her. He finally managed to open it.
"Well you always look nice but I thought I'd just mention it now because you know..." He looked to her hoping she would catch on to what he was implying "We are on a date?" He added uncertainly, his eyebrows furrowing in worry.
Ariel blinked in surprise, her dark brows rose.
"Oh right, social cues I should get accustomed to them." She quickly said smiling apologetically "It just felt like any other night I spent with you, I forgot we are on a...date."
Stiles didn't know how he should feel about the statement, it was a heavy blow. He suddenly felt stupid for searching recklessly for the new sweater in the back of his closet, but she had a point. It wasn't like they were going to be alone together and he didn't even hold her hand. The sudden realization of knowing he had no idea what an actual date was, dawned on to him.
"Well it's not technically one because Scott is coming along, but I promise I'll make it up to you." He rambled while fiddling nervously with the keys in his grip.
"I am not disappointed, honestly. Your anxiety is exaggerating the situation." She stated calmly. He sighed and nodded taking deep breaths to compose himself.
"Okay good, great." He forced a smile. She returned it and got into the passenger's seat. He shut the door for her and walked around the front of the jeep. Though the heavy apprehension in his mind still remained.
Stiles and Ariel arrived at the cinema and he introduced her to the many treats the food counter provided. She absorbed every detail with a wide eyed fascination.
"Stiles!" Scott was approaching them in haste, wearing a white band-tee and blue jeans. He was waving wildly in their direction. Stiles immediately spotted him.
"Scott hey." Stiles gestured to Ariel who stood silently "Ariel you remember Scott."
"Right Ariel, at least this time I know you are not any danger to Stiles." His best friend immediately began to cut through any awkwardness by being his pleasant self. Ariel smiled radiantly that surprised both the males. She brought out an open hand-the other arm cradled a bucket of popcorn—Scott shook it dazedly.
"Yes, we can exclude that detail. It's good to see you again." She spoke softly, he nodded his smile widening.
"So shall we go in then? We got the popcorn." Stiles stated motioning to the large bucket in Ariel's hold. He carried the plastic cups containing berry flavored slushies.
"Yes, these strange cloud like nibbles are delicious." Ariel observed picking up popcorn and tossing it into her mouth. Scott blinked in surprise looking to Stiles for his reaction.
"Wait till you try the slushy," Stiles replied looking to her. Scott was perplexed. His best friend treated the fact like it was normal.
"What an odd name. Is it because of all the crushed ice mixed with flavored water?" She wondered while eating more popcorn. Scott tugged his friend closer.
"Dude, you are dating Spock." He stated in a hushed whisper, Stiles nodded eagerly.
"I was just thinking that." He replied. They exchanged dubious looks before shrugging simultaneously.
"So you have never been to the cinema before?" Scott leaned over his seat to look past Stiles and at Ariel, awaiting an answer to his question.
"No I haven't. People literally pay money to come in to a large room, sit and watch a movie they could easily see at home?" She wondered her electric blue eyes wandering around the room, a gaze full of question. Stiles and Scott exchanged guilty looks. The girl did have a point.
"Yeah but you can't get good viewing experience like this at home. I mean look at the size of the screen." Stiles exclaimed thrusting his arms out and gesturing to the wide screen in front of them. Ariel looked to the blank display, they sat in the middle row and the hall was yet to fill up. Orange lights were twinkling above them as more chattering people filed in through the back doors.
"Wouldn't it be hard to concentrate?" Ariel questioned looking to Stiles while bringing the straw to her lips. She couldn't get enough of this slushy drink. The flavour was a sweet berry of some kind, like the sherbets she loved compressed to a cup.
"Surprisingly no, but the noise might bother you." Scott answered smiling almost pityingly, she didn't comprehend his words. Until she noticed the large black circular devices attached to the walls on either side of the room.
"Oh right, you two will have a tough time. Good thing I am human." Stiles stated ostentatiously from between them and leaned back comfortably. Ariel looked to Scott and then back at Stiles.
"We could change that." Ariel noted, Stiles tensed when Scott grinned.
He was suddenly very aware he was sitting in between two alphas, he chuckled nervously.
The hall darkened around them and fluorescent lines formed, bordering the pathways. Ariel deduced it was so that people knew where the exits were. The screen lit up immediately grabbing her attention, she watching in fascination. The screen was indeed large but not so big that it made it hard to concentrate, she felt a chill of excitement within her.
"Yay it's starting," Stiles whispered excitedly from beside her, she glanced at him before looking to the screen.
"If you have any questions don't hesitate to ask."
"I won't."
"Good because you haven't seen the first tone and I doubt any of what I said last night made sense to you." His considerate rambling made her smile. Scott passed the bucket of popcorn to Stiles who handed it to Ariel. She took a fist full and began eating one by one while staring at the screen in high interest.
The movie began with a sky view of an unknown land with lush, scarlet bushes scattered over a body of water. A dark red temple stood in the center of it all. Ariel was awed by the vibrant colours and leaned closer to Stiles.
"Is that Star Fleet?"
Stiles chuckled in delight and smiled at her, despite being completely inaccurate. Knowing that she had being paying attention made his heart warm. He didn't resist the urge to gently grasp her hand resting on the arm rest beside him. Ariel was surprised by the touch but gladly accepted it. Intertwining her fingers through his, amazed by how warm they were against the cold air conditioning within the room.
Scott was well aware of Stiles's closeness with Ariel. He was wary at first but after Stiles had filled him in on everything Ariel had done, Scott was more intrigued than suspicious. They were the strangest pair, but there was something tangible, something real. He could see it in the way they held hands or looked at each other. Scott knew she was more important to Stiles than he let on. Considering he was willing to keep her hidden from his own best friend to protect her.
"72 torpedoes aimed at one man. Seems a little extreme don't you think?" She mused in doubtfully looking to Stiles, he nodded in agreement.
"I know right, if they are so advanced shouldn't one be enough?" Stiles retorted.
"Indeed,"
Scott grinned humored by their words and turned his attention back to the movie.
"That ending was terrible. I was in there wanting to rip my freaking hair out." Stiles exclaimed outraged, after they exited the cinema.
"It was a shame Khan was so easily defeated. When they placed such emphasis on the fact that he was a worthy adversary." Ariel mused in vague interest and Stiles nodded frantically.
"I know right, that was a major let down."Scott agreed then averted his stare to Stiles" Do you think there will be another movie?" he wondered.
"Considering the amount of money this one made, I am thinking most likely." Stilinski answered begrudgingly.
"Hopefully Khan would be back. There was something about that actor that was just hauntingly beautiful." The two males stared at her from the words she uttered. Scott looked to see Stiles reaction to be exactly what he imagined...full of envy and intrigue. Scott figured only Stiles can perfect such an eyebrow twitching look.
"So what now?" Stiles asked to avert the topic, he glanced between the two.
"Well I gotta get home. I promised mom I'll spend some time with her." Scott answered nudging his thumb behind him in the direction of the exit.
"Oh that's cool. It has been a while since you did that." Stiles replied smiling understandingly.
"Yeah, hopefully my dad won't cut in on it this time." Scott didn't mean to let those words slip. He was always so comfortable in saying what he wanted around Stiles, but he was suddenly aware of Ariel's presence, watching him carefully.
"What are you guys going to do?" Scott quickly added looking to Stiles and Ariel. She shrugged unsure and glanced at Stiles.
"That all depends on Stilinski here."She said gesturing to Stiles. Scott grinned at the way she referred to him by his last name.
"Yeah Stilinski what are you going to do?" the true alpha couldn't help but tease, his russet eyes glittering.
"Uh a-uh—food?" Stiles struggled to come up with a quick excuse, considering he was under the microscope.
"Great, well I'll see you two later." Scott said he abruptly looked to Ariel and smiled fondly.
"It was good to meet you, Ariel."
Stiles could see she was clearly taken back by the friendly gesture, but she was quick to compose herself and returned the smile.
"You too Scott."
After Scott had left, Ariel immediately turned to Stiles.
"Where to now?" She asked almost eagerly.
"Okay I am going to have to ask you to not guess what I am about to do." His words confused her, but she could see the seriousness in his state.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"You know how you do this thing were you notice like a cut in my sleeve and instantly know I've been bored with a pair of scissors? I kinda need you not to do that for a while." He explained using his hands in that familiar way to make a point. Her brows rose in wonder and she smirked in amusement.
"It's not something I can help, I see something I draw conclusions." She noted factually. Stiles groaned then nodded in acceptance.
"I know but—you know what never mind, come." He surprised her by grasping her hand in his, abruptly dragging her in the direction of the exit.
Ariel sat waiting in the jeep.
A few minutes ago. After Stiles had brought her to the Jeep he asked her to wait inside and mumbled something hurriedly before rushing off. She didn't even get a chance to question his motives, obediently she waited staring out the window.
Suddenly she heard the back door open. She could hear him shuffling items about in the jeep before slamming the door shut. Then he made his way over to the driver's side and opened the door before getting in.
"Alright let's go." He announced giddily before putting the key into the ignition and revving the engine to life.
"I am intrigued to ask where you have been but you are not going to tell me." Ariel stated when he drove out of the parking lot and into a stretch of road.
"Nope." Stiles answered in a happy cheeky way. They fell into a silence and he kept glancing at her relentlessly, wondering why she isn't hounding him with more questions. It bothered him, what if she already knew what he was up to? He leaned over and pressed a button to bring the radio to life. A soft rhythm drifted through the speakers, instantly filling the air.
"I bet you are dying to know." He chimed looking to her. Ariel turned her attention away from the outside to him.
"Not really."
"Really? Not even in the slightest bit curious?" He demanded, her blue eyes narrowed in inquisition but she smirked at his frivolous nature. Stiles was extremely fidgety, his fingers were drumming on the steering wheel erratically than usual.
"Now this is a strange predicament, you don't want me to guess what you are up to but at the same time you want me to be curious?" She observed from beside him.
"Well yeah! I mean I am driving you through a dark and lonely highway. I could be thinking about killing you. Cutting out your organs and selling them on Ebay." He exclaimed using wide hand motions. She was hoping to startle her into sharing his edgy state.
"What's an Ebay?" She blandly responded. Stiles dead-panned.
"That's all you got from that sentence?" He asked in disbelief.
"I'll admit I am curious to know what is in the cooler and from all the ice in it I can't really sniff out the contents." She said, Stiles cursed himself.
Damn, she noticed the cooler.
"The matter in you attempting to murder me that is highly unlikely." She added, Stiles sighed and looked to her. She was grinning victoriously.
"Well aren't you confident." He babbled mockingly "Fine, you will just have to wait and see then."
"Alright," she reacted with an easy shrug of her shoulders.
"I like this song." She spoke softly and fondly, relaxing into the seat. Stiles grew aware of the song. It was The Last Time a song he had been listening to frequently since the time he had known her.
"I like it too, which is surprising because I don't consider myself a Taylor Swift but since its with Gary Lightbody I just had to hear the—you have no idea who I am talking about do you?" He questioned mid ramble when he saw the way she was watching him, with those gleaming azure eyes.
"No, but I like listening to you talk." Stiles didn't know why such simple words from her always made his skin flush and heart race, but he liked it.
'''''''''''''''
Ariel could honestly say she had no idea what Stiles was up to, but that would give him way too much satisfaction. He was too busy running around to notice. She wondered if the surprise was bringing her back to the oak tree they climbed. She recognized the road to the place, but Stiles still acted like there was some big reveal. He had practically dragged her to the back of the vehicle and told her to wait there and so she did...and still was.
Leaning against the back of the Jeep, she could hear him muttering to himself and cursing when he tripped in the dark.
"Do you need some assistance?" She asked in slight concern.
"No, no I am fine—shit—just don't look this way." He protested. She smiled in amusement.
"Alright."She called back.
"Don't use your other senses either!"He exclaimed after a moment, she chuckled at his comical ways.
A silence fell again and Ariel focused her attention to the sky though she was tingling with curiosity.
"Okay that's it—you can come out now." He announced, Ariel stepped out from behind the Jeep. It wasn't difficult for her to find her way through the darkness. The grass crunched under the soles of her shoes. Her eyes caught a faint lit glowing from near the oak tree, her eyes widened into saucers.
Her gaze first fell on the two iron lanterns. White candles within the glass confinements glowed bright and still. One hung above on a low branch on the tree, the other stood on the grass. The soft flame from the lantern on the earth illuminated a mat laid across the grass. The red cooler sat on the very edge of the mat. Ariel could only stare speechlessly.
Stiles stood by the tree, the lantern above him casting a soft halo over his head. He was rubbing his hands anxiously while watching every expression she made.
"So what do you think?"He asked looking down at his arrangement while scratching the back of his head doubtfully "I know it's a little rushed but I got the idea when I found this mat in my garage along with the lights and I just thought that—"
"Why would you do this?" Ariel cut in managing to find the strength to look away from the various object and at him. Stiles tensed, her face was unreadable and the way she stared only made him more nervous.
"I know it's stupid but I wanted to make this a date for you..." Stiles answered awkwardly. Ariel didn't responded but her blue eyes flashed in an emotion he didn't understand. He sighed and shook away his disappoint from the lack of praise.
"It's weird, I am sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable—"
Ariel was on him in four quick strides. She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned into his broad chest before swiftly pressing her lips to his. Stiles thought that after all the times she had abruptly kissed him. He would be used to it by now, but he wasn't.
His heart raced in that same way. He took a deep breath at the sudden warmth of her mouth on his. He melted into the kiss. His arms embracing her around the waist, closing his eyes and deepening the kiss.
Her lips left his and his eyes fluttered open, heavy and dazed. She remained close, gazing deep into his eyes with affection he had never seen. The lantern casted the softest glow across her alabaster skin. Her electric blue eyes were more vivid in colour than usual. Her dark hair a blaze and framing her pretty face.
"You can never make me uncomfortable. Which is shocking because I've never really been comfortable with anyone." She whispered fondly. Stiles was stunned but managed a crooked smile. Knowing that she felt that way, made him feel special.
"Thank you for this, you didn't have to go through so much trouble." She added her arms unwrapping from around his neck. Her hands trailed down the expanse of his chest down to his arms.
"I-It was no big deal, I wanted to be all romantic and stuff." He admitted his face hot from her kiss and appreciation.
"You are." She murmured gently, his gaze searched hers. Surprisingly Ariel blushed in such a charming way that made him want to kiss her. She abruptly glanced at the mat behind her.
"So, what's in the cooler?" She asked weaving their fingers together. Stiles snapped out of his dazed and looked to the red cooler that sat recluse. He pulled her to the mat, his touch left hers to attend to the cooler. Ariel sat down on the mat comfortably as Stiles rifled through the contents of the icebox. She noticed the sac that was beside the cooler.
"Popsicles, ice tea for you and cola for me." He recited enthusiastically, his gaze followed hers. Landing on the bag beside the cooler "And I got some grilled chicken and cheese sandwiches in the bag, my specialty."
Ariel was feeling exuberant, it startled her. Stiles plopped down beside her, cradling two canned beverages and the bag of sandwiches. She watched him drop the items on to the mat and begin to arrange them. Her thoughts pondered on his actions. He had gone through such efforts to make sure she was happy. It fascinated and confused her. No one had been so considerate for her before. She didn't hate it, her heart felt warm and she cherished...it was a strangely pleasant.
"The sandwiches are a little cold but still edible. Not exactly gourmet like your cooking." Stiles said handing her a sandwich which she gratefully took.
"My food is hardly gourmet, but thank you." She said. Stiles watched in anticipation as she brought the sandwiched slices of bread to her lips and took a crater of a bite.
"Bread, cheese and chicken. I couldn't possibly hate this." She commended earnestly and took another bite. Stiles grinned from ear to ear.
"Really? Took me years to master this baby." He stated factually. Ariel consumed the sandwich in eager haste. Mainly to cease the butterflies in her stomach, combined with hunger was never a good thing. Stiles had already devoured his sandwich and was zipping at his cola. He handed her the ice tea—being the gentlemen he was he had opened it for her.
They sat in silence. Staring out at the vast sky in front of them, feeling completely at peace.
"I cannot look at that sky without thinking a space ship is going to crash land through it." Ariel cut into the silence. Stiles gaped and nodded frantically.
"I was just thinking the exact same thing." He exclaimed gesturing at the sky.
"Scott wasn't kidding about the viewing experience, it was thrilling." Ariel reminisced fondly.
"I wish there was a better movie to take you to. Oh we should totally watch the next Thor movie, but I'll have to show you the first one though."
"Thor? The Norse god of thunder?" Ariel questioned in astonishment.
"It baffles me how you know about mythology but no nothing about mainstream media." Stiles mused, smiling in amusement.
Ariel shrugged in ease and laid back on the mat to gaze up at the stars "My father loved mythology so he always told me stories when I was younger. I was very fond of Athena."
Stiles mimicked her movements and stretched out, beside her. His fingers reaching out for hers and grasped them softly. She squeezed back in acknowledgement.
"Athena, even though she was the goddess of war she ironically despised fighting without reason." Stiles noted and Ariel smiled—she figured he would know that.
"She believed that wisdom was more likely to settle conflict but she didn't hesitate to knock in the heads of a few idiots or two." Ariel stated.
"See that is logical because there some people out that that just needs a god's entire wrath to strike them," Stiles responded intensely. His russet eyes admired the twinkling stars.
"I see myself as a Heimdall, guardian of the gods."He said "Plus I'll get this kick ass sword with the job description."
"Swords, now there is a lost art." Her words astonished him. He never thought he would hear a girl say that.
"I know right, people are just so obsessed with guns." He replied enthusiastically. Her words had sparked conversation in him.
"I despise guns, so much noise and leave's such a mess. With blades it is more like the stroke of a paint brush. Of course the colour is always red."
"Well that was a vivid image. Thanks for that." He grumbled his words drenched in sarcasm. She grinned and bumped her shoulder against his.
"My pleasure."
Stiles had to eventually drive Ariel back home. During their long talks his phone had beeped insistently several times, calls from his dad he guessed. Begrudgingly he had dug out his phone to see it was almost midnight and his father was most likely fuming.
He didn't want the night to end and from the way Ariel lazily helped him with the matt and lanterns. She didn't want it to end either.
He parked the jeep outside her apartment, pleased that he no longer had to park in an alley way. He exited the vehicle and rounded the front of the jeep, just as she got down.
"Thank you for tonight, it was fun." Ariel said standing in front of him. Stiles leaned back against the passenger side of the jeep, burying his hands into his pockets.
"Yeah well it's back to school tomorrow." He notified looking to her "You are coming right?" He asked, she nodded.
"Yes, the coach will be expecting me or he might come knocking down my door."
"Well that's okay. You have the Hulk in your apartment and with your ninja like skills. I doubt he could catch up to you." Stiles expressed, glancing at the building behind her.
"Or you could make him a picnic under the moon light—that should cheer him up." She suggested with gleaming eyes and a suppressed smile.
"Was that taunting? You are taunting me." He pouted clearly not finding humor in her words. She rolled her eyes and at his dramatic ways and stepped closer to him.
"I am teasing. I really did like what you did." She spoke softly trying to reassure him she was only jesting.
"Good."He grasped her left hand with his "because I won't do it for anyone else." He stated firmly and meaningfully.
She smiled fondly "You better not, otherwise they would have to face my wrath not the Gods."
The possessive vow in her words made a thrilling shiver run down his spine, his heart racing in excitement under the hold of her piercing eyes.
"I thought you didn't believe in conflict without reason." He murmured timidly after several moments of regaining his breathing. Her expression softened under his tender gaze.
"I think you are a reason enough." She insisted with clear resolve in her eyes.
Stiles didn't hesitate to cup her face in his hands and kiss her.
Mint and fresh clothes, Ariel is certain she would never get tired of that scent. That and his warm hands on her skin, gentle in the way they held her. She loved the way he would breathe in deeply just when their lips touch. Like that one act filled his lungs completely. Her hands rested on his chest but she wanted to do more, so much more.
Her hands trailed down his body and to his sides. She felt the way he trembled under her touch. She gripped at the sweater, pulling her body closer to his as they kissed ardently.
Stiles could feel her heart pounding in rhythm to his. It was the most exhilarating sensation he had ever felt—other than her kisses. They ended the kiss slowly, neither of them willing to pull away. He pressed his nose against her cheek instinctively, trying to breathe her in. His fingers were tangled in her tresses. Clenching the soft waves in his hands, awed by them.
"I am supposed to say good night, but you are making this very difficult." Ariel murmured breathlessly. She could feel the way his lips curled up into a smile against her skin.
"You are the one to talk. My dad's going to kill me." Stiles mumbled though he didn't sound fearful of the fate that awaited him.
"Yes, your dad. I don't want him to have a bad impression of me so I am going to leave." Ariel grumbled and tried to move back but his hold on her waist tightened.
"Ugh, I shouldn't have mentioned that." He cursed, his dark defined brows furrowing. Ariel chuckled in the velvety way he always liked. Her hold grip on his sides loosened and she leaned back slightly so she could see in to his eyes.
"I'll see you tomorrow anyway." She reminded, his stare was gravely worshipful. It made her face blush pink.
"Yeah..." He whispered dazedly until her words absorbed into him and he quickly snapped out of his revere "Yeah you are right. Good night, Ariel." He said smiling in that heart breaking way. Reluctantly his hands left her face and trailed down to her hands. She gave his fingers a fond squeeze before pulling away.
"See you later Stilinski." She said, looking back at him one last time before walking in the direction of the apartment. Stiles watched her leave with a bright crooked grin plastered on his face and it remained that way until his got home, jumped on his bed and fell asleep.