Chapter 5

Summary: Their friends and family start thinking that Stiles and Danny are dating, even though they aren't.

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Stiles. Was. Stoked! Alison asked him to meet her and Lydia at Macy's. She said something about doing some dress shopping, which kind of confused him, until she told him that Lydia was going to ask him to go to the formal with him! Sure, there was probably some arm-twisting involved, but for once Lydia was going to pay attention to him. And that's when Stiles was going to turn-up the charm. She was going to be like putty in his hands.

The grin on his face almost hurt it was so big, but he couldn't stop as he rushed home. He just wanted to drop off his stuff, maybe get a little spruced-up and then he would go meet the girls. Yes! This. Was. Awesome!

Dashing through the door, Stiles ran upstairs to drop off his things. What to wear, what to wear…?

"Stiles?"

"Dad?" Stiles felt a moment of alarm. Why was his dad home so early? He was almost never home when Stiles got out of school. "Everything okay? Where are you?" The teen left his room to go find his dad.

The Sheriff was sitting in the living room. He had been preparing himself to have "The Talk" with his son all day. He couldn't help but jiggle his leg a little bit. "Hey Stiles. Can we, uh, talk for a moment?"

"Sure Dad. Uh, what did you want to talk about?" Stiles sat down, feigning a relaxed attitude. Inside, thoughts and scenarios rapidly flashing past. Did his dad find out about something? Did his dad figure out it was more than coincidence that Scott and he kept showing up near the "mountain lion" attacks? Was his dad somehow suspicious of the friendship (if it was a friendship) between the teens and Derek? Did the state investigators turn up something to link Stiles and Scott to the mysteries? Did one of the pranks he and his best friend had pulled over the years finally catch up to them?

The older Stilinski cleared his throat nervously; he could tell his son was also a little apprehensive. "Son, I think we should talk about…um…well, we should talk about the facts of life."

Stiles jaw dropped. This was…unexpected, to say the least. And, while it was a relief in some ways, it opened a whole can of awkward. "Ummm…Dad? We kind of covered that sort of thing in school…" Stiles said, hoping to avoid a very uncomfortable conversation.

The Sheriff shifted in his seat, just as discomfited as his son. "I didn't mean the mechanics of sex," he blurted out. Both Stilinski's blushed. The word just hung between them, like an awkward third party. "I was talking about the…consequences and feelings that…go with…it." He waved his hands vaguely, trying to encompass his meaning.

"Oh…um, okay." Stiles replied, sitting on the edge of the couch. That might not be…quite as awkward.

Relieved that his son didn't want to talk about the mechanics (the Sheriff hadn't been able to bring himself to actually look up the mechanics of how...well, how two men would make love), he cleared his throat nervously. "When two…people first decide to…make love," he started, "They don't always understand…um…well, how important it is."

Stiles stared in horrified fascination as his father continued.

"See…making love…is a very emotional act between two people" the older Stilinski continued, making sure to emphasize "people" slightly. "Even when it seems like it's…just…fun, there's always a little more going on under the surface. Making love always means something." He trailed off, looking at his son to see if he was following.

Stiles nodded. This was…different. Unexpected and yes, totally awkward. But, in a weird way, it warmed his heart a little to hear his Dad talk about it. Well, more that he was willing to be so uncomfortable for his son's sake.

"And…I want you to know, that, no matter who you choose to…be with…intimately…um…it's much…better and good, if there is love and trust between the two of you." The last came out in a rush of words. Both Stilinski's took a deep breath, feeling like they had passed over a deep impasse.

Stiles knew his father wanted a response, but what exactly do you say? "O-okay. Um…thanks Dad. Um…I will definitely keep your words in mind. If…when. The situation arises. That I will need this advice. When I am thinking about being…intimate. With someone."

The Sheriff nodded. "Yes, do…think about it. And, uh, let me know if you have questions. I know it's…awkward to talk about. But, I'm here for you."

"O-okay. Thanks Dad. …I love you."

"I love you too, son." Catching his son's eyes, the Sheriff continued, "Remember that I'll love you, no matter what, okay? So, if you need to tell me anything…that won't change."

Stiles nodded. "Okay."

Both Stilinskis took another deep breath.

"Well, I should get to work."

"Right. Yeah. Um, good talk. I should…go too. I was going to meet Alison and Lydia at the mall. Gotta get ready for the formal. And stuff."