-Isaac's POV-

No, no, no! He didn't just say that; no he didn't just say he found Stiles intriguing! But the shocked expression on Stiles's face clearly states that he did.

Thankfully Scott arrives with the popcorn and Isaac just moves so that he has the biggest possible distance between him and Stiles.

And now Scott is looking at them weirdly, if Scott starts to think they are acting suspicious then they are really doomed. Scott is the oblivious one he shouldn't get anything, not that there is anything to get.

Isaac, "So you wanted to talk about Kira?"

Stiles huffs a bit trying to hide his amusement, Isaac frowns at him.

Scott looks confused, "I thought you didn't want me to talk about her anymore?"

Isaac stays silent sitting there annoyed. They have to talk about something; they can't just spend their time sitting on a too small bed where Isaac has to be careful not to stretch his legs so he won't touch Stiles. And watching Stiles nibbling on popcorn is also getting old pretty fast. Not that he is watching the other teen per se, he just happens to be in his line of vision.

Scott, "Anyway you were right we probably talked about that enough already, so what about you, do you have an interest in anyone at the moment. I mean it doesn't seem like you spend so much time with Allison anymore. Thank god by the way!"

Isaac can see that Stiles is now very content with watching his hands and not looking up and he won't even start interpreting this, because it doesn't matter.

Isaac, "Nah no one in particular, the new girl in chemistry, the blonde one, is hot but we haven't talked yet. And just so I know if I were with Allison you would be … ?"

Scott, "Annoyed, but okay with it in the end, you don't choose who you fall for, and I wouldn't come between you two. But there is nothing going on or is there? I would prefer it if you told me honestly."

Isaac can't help but look at Stiles again just to see what he thinks about all this, but Stiles seems for once very happy to be quiet and study his feet, but Isaac didn't miss that his heart sped up a notch when he mentioned the blonde girl, or when Scott mentioned Allison. Not that that means anything!

Isaac, "No, nothing going on there, I might have had a bit of a crush on her, but I don't know, it just vanished."

Stiles looks up and asks curiously, "How?"

Isaac shrugs his shoulders, "I don't know, how did your crush on Lydia vanish?"

Stiles, "Oh that didn't just vanish it kind of ebbed down. And then I realized that I probably never was into her in a realistic way, that I would have had no idea what to do if we would have gotten together. But then I never had a chance with her, isn't it different if you have a chance with someone?"

Isaac shrugs again, "I don't know maybe it just wasn't really there from the beginning and I just admired her for her strength and also liked that I could help her when she had her hallucinations. It is nice to be needed sometimes."

Stiles suddenly twitches weirdly, "Yes but it isn't nice to always need help."

Isaac looks at Stiles confused, when Scott asks, "What do you mean?"

Stiles, "Nothing, let's sleep, I am tired."

Isaac can clearly hear that that's a lie, and he has the strong need to find out what it's about, and that is exactly why he shouldn't have come in Scott's room in the first place.

Isaac, "Yeah I am tired too, good night."

And he leaves, definitely not thinking about the slightly down look Stiles had on his face when he lied to them.

-Stiles's POV-

Isaac isn't there for breakfast and Stiles is glad that he isn't. He isn't a bit bumped out about it, no sir! And it also doesn't faze him at all when Mrs McCall says that he went to Allison's, he couldn't care less.

Scott, "Are you okay, you seem grumpy today?"

Stiles, "What, why? Everything's perfect!"

Scott, "Okay if you say so, wanna play some CoD before you get home?"

Stiles, "Nah, I want to get some research done, just because it's so calm doesn't mean we should forget the Oni thingies."

Scott, "Yeah sure, I think that was why Isaac went to Allison's anyway, I heard them talk on the phone earlier."

Stiles, "Oh, well okay yeah then I can probably stay for one round of CoD."

Three hours, quite a few grand battles later, they sit on the floor resting their backs on the couch.

Scott suddenly gets his puppy look and Stiles already fears what is coming next, "You know I woke up twice because you had some horrible nightmares tonight."

Stiles doesn't look at his best friend, he hoped that Scott's extremely deep sleep would prevent him from hearing anything, it's not like this night was really bad, it was way better than most.

Scott, "I mean are you okay? You said you can read again and that you don't feel like you don't know what's real anymore, so you are better?"

Stiles flails with his arms a bit, "Sure I am better, don't worry Scotty boy, I can read perfectly well, I know what reality is and what not, maybe I have a few nightmares now and then, but who hasn't?"

He is pretty sure that he didn't tell a straight lie so Scott hopefully doesn't pick anything up.

Scott a bit relieved, "You are sure? Because if you don't feel well you can tell me!"

Stiles smiles at his friend and gives him a hug while saying, "Don't worry I know."

And Isaac uses that moment to enter the house.

Stiles just wants to ask him how the visit went when he gets irritated by Isaac's pissed look at Scott. Scott doesn't seem to realize it though and asks, "So how did it go?"

Isaac takes his jacket off and Stiles sees that he is wearing a suit. For a moment his thoughts go blank, he can just stare at this model perfect Greek god that he knows as Isaac the sneering werewolf.

Isaac looks back at him and suddenly a smirk appears on his face. Oh stupid werewolf! Proud that he can take Stiles's breath away when he looks like that. But Stiles won't be embarrassed for it this time because he is sure that no one walks this earth that wouldn't be affected by this version of Isaac!

Isaac sits down on the couch so they have to look up and says, "Well, first of all we can't kill them and this tattoo." He touches the tattoo behind his ear, "Means something like self, it says that I am not possessed. That is what these warriors are searching for some kind of evil spirit that possessed someone and that is the person they want to kill. The rest of us should be safe."

Stiles now with a new puzzle at hand finally distracted by Isaac's outfit, "Should be?"

Isaac, "Yeah we just have to avoid getting in between them and whoever they want to test."

Scott smiles, "That sounds great for once! So they are doing all the work and we can just stand by and let them get it done."

Stiles rolls his eyes, "It also means that we have a dark spirit somewhere in our midst. And I am also not sure if we should just let someone get killed for being possessed."

Isaac shrugs his shoulders, "Why not? Less work for us."

Scott looks contemplative.

Stiles, "Oh my god! What is it with this pack and its short memory span! Kanima anyone? We are here to save people and if we can save an asshole like Jackson then we can also try to safe whoever it is this time."

Scott doubtful, "I don't know, we really have no clue about what this thing is or who and the shadow warriors sound pretty impressive, they probably know what they are doing."

Stiles scowling at his best friend, "Scott! You are the one who always wants to save everyone, just think what fucking Captain America would do."

Scott looks tired suddenly, "Yes, I know you are right! Fuck it I was just getting comfortable with the thought that we could have a break for once!"

Stiles lays his hand comforting on Scott's shoulder, "I know, and for now we can't do a lot anyway, I will just continue my research and you can talk with Kira about it, since the thing she is seems to come from the same mythological background. Which means you have a good reason to spend some more time with her."

Scott smiles broadly now, "You are right! Perfect plan like always Stiles!"

Isaac slightly annoyed, "Don't you think that someone else should maybe do the research for once, Stiles shouldn't have to be the only one to do it all."

Stiles looks baffled at Isaac, "It's okay, I don't mind, I like researching."

Isaac now really annoyed to Stiles, "And what is with sleeping, don't you like sleeping too? Or is that something that you don't fancy anymore with all these nightmares?"

Stiles standing up so he can speak down at Isaac, "What?! I don't even know … I can handle this! I am perfectly capable of doing a bit of research, a few nightmares aren't changing that!"

Isaac stands up too, crosses his arms and looks down at him, "A few? And you are sure they are only a few and not so many that you are scared to fall asleep?"

Stiles breathing gets faster now, he is so angry, how does he dare?! They weren't even friends until a few days ago and now he attempts to meddle with his life. And implies in front of Scott that he isn't well. Scott, who worries too much anyway.

"You have no clue what you are talking about! And please don't concern yourself with my life it has nothing to do with yours!"

Isaac huffs, "Sure the well-being of the second in command of my pack shouldn't concern me the least."

Stiles flailing, "It shouldn't! It is my life, my sleep, my nightmares, you don't need to worry about it one bit!"

Scott who until now was just looking confused between them is standing up, "Isaac, Stiles is right, he will tell us if something's wrong with him, he can take care of himself."

Isaac suddenly looks furiously at Scott, Stiles has never seen this look directed at Scott.

Isaac, "What the hell! Don't you see what he is doing to himself, are you that blind?"

Scott in his alpha voice now, "I stand by what I said! And anyway if you think it is too much for Stiles to research this alone you can just help him."

Stiles and Isaac are starting to talk simultaneously when Scott interrupts, "Yes I think that is the best solution. You both said that you are friends now, so there is no reason why you can't work together, or is there?"

Sometimes Scott is pretty good at this alpha thing, and as hard as he tries Stiles can't come up with a good counter argument.

Isaac seems to be as lost for words.

Scott smiles, "Good then it's settled, let me just call Kira and inform her of the news."

Stiles and Isaac stare at each other for a moment.

Isaac clears his throat as Scott passes to get to his room, "Well, we could meet tomorrow after school?"

Stiles nods slowly, he is still trying to process what just happened, "Okay, I should be on my way now."

Stiles gets his things quickly still not sure what to think and says bye to the werewolves and Mrs McCall.

In his car when he is finally certain that he is out of the werewolves' earshot he lets out a long groan and a loud "What the hell!" He is pretty sure that the universe hates him. And his intestines seem to fight an epic battle between feelings of anticipation and feelings of utter horror towards his research time with Isaac.

-Stiles's POV-

Monday is weird, this time Isaac isn't ignoring him, they both talk to each other like it is the normal thing to do, not that it really feels normal. Stiles can see how Isaac tries to hide their few uncomfortable silences from Scott. Thankfully Scott isn't getting it.

During lunch Ethan is sitting next to him again and they have a really nice chat about Supernatural. Stiles feels way more relaxed around him now that he isn't in a dating situation with him, he just won't question why that is the case.

He tries not to interpret the gloomy looks Isaac shoots Ethan. No he doesn't even think about them.

"So do you want to come over on Tuesday and watch together?"

Stiles doesn't get right away what Ethan means he was a bit distracted by Scott asking Isaac if the blonde girl that had just walked by was the one Isaac had mentioned. Stiles thinks he has talked to her once, her name is something like Susan or Sue.

Stiles tries to think of an answer for Ethan's question but Isaac's nodding and Scott's grin that never means anything good are not helping his concentration.

"What was the question again something about coming over on Tuesday?"

Ethan smiles, "Yes it was if you want to watch Supernatural together."

Stiles, "Where exactly do you live anyway? I always imagined everyone of the alpha pack living deep down in the woods, but you don't really live there, do you?"

Ethan laughs, "No we have a little flat, not far from Derek's actually."

"Cool, if you want you could also come over to mine though."

Aiden sneers, "Afraid that the big bad wolf will eat you if you come home to him?"

Stiles tries to hide his blush, "Nah I was at Derek's often enough and he is bigger and worse than you two." He doesn't add that he trusts Derek contrary to the twins.

Ethan gives his brother an annoyed look and says to Stiles, "It's fine, I get it, you need a bit more time to fully trust us. Maybe you can come with Scott sometime, if that would be easier and on Tuesday I'll just come to your place if that still stands. Would be better anyway, no meddling brothers there!"

Stiles nods and smiles at Ethan, talking with him gets easier every day. He knows that he will soon trust the werewolf, and then they could maybe even try the dating thing again.

Isaac interrupts his thoughts, "I should warn you, watching anything with Stiles means having a constant commentary for everything that is going on. You won't understand a thing that is happening on screen."

Ethan annoyed to Isaac, "Since when do you care about me enough to warn me about anything?"

Isaac arrogantly, "Just thought you would like to know."

Ethan, "Sure. Good thing then that I like Stiles's commentary and am looking forward to having it all for myself for once."

Stiles is getting why Ethan says that but it is also a bit much, maybe he wants this to go somewhere maybe not, but any way he needs this to go a bit slower.

Isaac growls at Ethan, "If you think we will let you be alone with him then you are sorely mistaken, if the Sheriff won't be home one of us will be with you!"

Scott might look a bit confused but he backs Isaac none the less, "Yes just for now it might not be such a bad idea to have at least one of us in your vicinity."

And that makes Stiles angry, yes maybe a moment ago he himself was a bit overwhelmed by the idea of being all alone with Ethan, but that doesn't mean that he needs their help! He can take care of himself.

Stiles, "I don't think that will be necessary, Ethan is pack now or have you forgotten?"

Isaac, "That doesn't mean …"

Stiles interrupts him trying very hard to contain his fury, "No that exactly means what I said it means, I don't need any of you to hold my hand. Ethan won't hurt me, and we will watch TV together and that's that! No objections!"

With that he just stands up and leaves he doesn't want to talk to Isaac anymore. He is annoyed by how much he wants to baby him, he doesn't need help god damn it!

-Isaac's POV-

That didn't go well, and he was so good at the beginning of the day! He didn't ignore Stiles, didn't fight with him, it might have been weird but not obviously so, and then he had to ruin it. He doesn't even know why, because he remembers a time not long ago when he wasn't against the twins joining their pack, when he was all for it, when he believed they could be trusted. And now he was acting as if he thought Ethan would murder Stiles if he had a moment alone with him. And no matter how hard he wants to tell himself the contrary he knows that Ethan won't hurt Stiles at least not physically, that Ethan wants something completely different from Stiles. And Isaac doesn't know why he cares about that, why the idea of them together on Stiles's couch watching TV maybe leaning into each other makes him feel like punching people.

At least Stiles is waiting for him next to his car like they discussed. Not that the dark look he shoots Isaac is very welcoming.

Isaac just gets in, the silence is eerie, he has never seen Stiles so quiet.

Isaac, "So, how was English?"

Stiles shoots him a dark look and stays quiet.

Isaac gives up, he can't do this, "Okay, I am sorry, that is what you want to hear isn't it?"

Stiles still doesn't say anything.

Isaac, "Come on! What do you want from me, I can't do more than say that I am sorry!"

Stiles, "You could start by getting it in your head that I am capable of looking after myself!"

Isaac looks out of the window trying to calm himself, sometimes Stiles is just so full of it, it's amazing. But he decided that he wouldn't fight about this anymore so he can't say what he really thinks.

Isaac, "Well, okay if that is what you want I will keep shut about stuff like that."

Stiles looks suddenly exhausted, Isaac can see the toll his lack of sleep takes out on him, "I just want you to accept that I am not your responsibility, okay I may have a bit of a tough time right now, but I can handle it, neither you nor Scott need to worry about me."

Isaac has a lot he would like to say to that but he suppresses it all and says, "Okay."

Stiles shoots him a surprised look but he also seems to relax visibly.

Isaac can't understand him, he doesn't get why Stiles hates it so much when people want to help him. But weirdly enough he also knows that he is now more determined than ever to help Stiles however he can. If he has to do it without it looking like he helps on purpose then so be it.

They stop in Stiles's driveway and Stiles turns to him looking suspicious, "Don't think I don't know you. You are not that easy to convince are you?"

Isaac just shrugs and leaves the car, Stiles can think what he wants he has already decided what he will do.

They settle down in Stiles's room, Stiles on his bed, Isaac on his desk chair, both with old books that Deaton provided, Stiles also has his laptop next to him.

Isaac really tries to concentrate on the book in front of him and his phone with which he translates the foreign words but it is hard with Stiles so close by. Stiles, who seems to look at three things simultaneously and can't sit still for a minute, cursing at his laptop if it doesn't give him an answer.

Isaac will never understand how someone can move so much.

After an hour and a half Isaac only found out that the first six pages of the book in his hand don't seem to have any information about the creatures they are looking for, not that he can be sure, as Stiles stated earlier they don't even know the name of the evil spirit so they could easily overlook something important. Isaac doesn't really see the reasoning behind researching, but he doesn't want to leave Stiles alone with all this crap so he keeps his mouth shut.

Stiles suddenly throws one of the books that surround him to the ground, "I think I have had enough for now, old Latin and old Japanese are really a shitty combination. How about something to eat?"

Isaac nods, he just realized that Stiles probably gave him the easiest book he had, his was in ordinary stupid Latin. He feels a bit shit that he didn't get very far with it.

Isaac follows Stiles to the kitchen.

Stiles, "So how is it going on your end?"

Isaac slightly ashamed, "Six pages that mention nothing about the things we know."

Stiles smiles at him, "Six pages, that is good! I always hated Latin but then I started researching stuff in Greek and now with Old Japanese I can't say that Latin was the worst."

Isaac, "I have to admit I didn't know how much work this researching stuff was I thought you just enter stuff in Google and then you try to find the most proper site with good information. I am sorry that I am no good at it."

Stiles chuckling, "Ah don't worry I know that everyone thinks that that is what I do. And sometimes it is, but to be honest the least proper sites, the ones that seem like a six year old made them are often the ones with the best information. Sometimes it seems as if everyone in the supernatural world has as much computer knowledge as Derek. And you are doing fine! You didn't fall asleep after ten minutes that's better than Scott."

Isaac cocks his eyebrow, "Scott fell asleep?"

Stiles smiling fondly, "Yes, it had been a pretty hard week, and that is just not his thing, I get it, I let him sleep and woke him when I found what we were searching for."

Isaac knows he shouldn't say anything but he can't help himself, "Don't you think that it is a bit unfair that you do all the hard work?"

Stiles doesn't look mad this time, "Come on it's not like that, you fight like, all the time, you get hurt really bad, don't think I didn't see what the alphas did to you, you all work hard enough. I just do my part."

Isaac, "But…"

Stiles interrupts him, "How about some grilled cheese?"

Isaac lets it go for now, "You don't have to make me anything."

Stiles, "And what host would I be if I didn't, so grilled cheese yes or no? I could order something if you would prefer Chinese."

Isaac, "Grilled cheese is okay, but you really don't have to, I know you were forced to spend time with me."

Stiles prepares the bread and puts it in the oven, gesturing Isaac to just sit down. When he is finished he sits across from Isaac and looks at him with a serious look on his face, "Listen, I don't need to be forced to spend time with you. Yes okay this time it happened because you like to meddle, but if you would have just asked if you could help me or come over I would have always said yes. We may have some difficulties sometimes but I like you, I like spending time with you. I don't know why but despite the fact that you sometimes unnerve me beyond reason you have a grounding effect on me."

Isaac has no clue how to take this, no one has ever explained to him in so many words why they liked him. Erika once said, 'Don't be daft, of course I like you!' and Scott told him that he likes having him as a friend, but no one ever did it like this.

Isaac, "Ahem okay."

Stiles smiles at him, "You know you don't need to be so surprised, you are great and everyone in the pack likes you, the twins will also get there, and you could be a bit easier on Ethan, but anyway you don't have to prove yourself and especially with Scott and Mrs McCall you really don't have to think so much."

And what exactly is Stiles insinuating with this? Isaac hadn't realized that Stiles might have recognized that he doesn't let his guard down at the McCall's.

Isaac, "What do you mean? I am perfectly comfortable with everyone!"

Stiles, "Sorry I didn't mean to step on your toes, and I get that it must be hard to start being part of a new family especially after… I just wanted to let you know that they appreciate you exactly as you are and that you can relax and start seeing the McCall's as your home."

Isaac, "And who is the one meddling know? You don't know anything, I am perfectly fine at the McCall's."

Stiles shakes his head a bit, "Put don't you see, it's not the McCall's for you, at least it shouldn't be, it is your home!"

Isaac, "Home? And what exactly is that, why should that be something I want, home hasn't been something good for a long time so why should I try to find one now?"

Stiles looks at him sadly, but not in the normal pitying way that Isaac hates so much it seems more like a 'I understand you' look, but how could Stiles understand him?

Stiles, "Before my mother died, the long period of time she spent dying, I didn't like home, first it was the place where my mother got sicker every day, then I spent most of my time in the hospital and after my mother died every little place in this house reminded me of the fact that I lost her. The place you are sitting at is where she always sat and asked me about my day, the oven in which our grilled cheese is probably burning right now, is the place she baked my birthday cakes, and so on and so forth." Stiles gets up and gets the slightly too brown grilled cheeses.

When he sits down again he just speaks on, "I know I will never be able to imagine how your life was, the one time Gerard kicked the shit out of me was enough for me, but I know how it is to not feel at home in your home, it took me and my father a long time to get the feeling of home back, but we also had to give it a chance, despite the fact that my mother's funeral was one shitty day, I really think that it helped us excepting that we would start a different part of our lives now, maybe you need something like that too?"

Isaac just stares at Stiles who is now devouring his grilled cheese. So Isaac eats his too, not that he even realizes that he does, his mind is blank.

When they are finished Stiles takes the plates to the sink and Isaac follows him, he stands a bit closer than normal while Stiles's does the washing up, Stiles's smell is comforting, the thought that it might be tainted by Ethan soon again makes him angry. He knows he shouldn't even feel or think this, but he wants to be the only one that is close to Stiles, he wants to have this precious, breakable person to himself.

Stiles just finished drying and now stands exactly in front of Isaac looking up and smiling hesitantly, "Sorry that I got so heavy before, but we can continue researching now and then maybe a dvd?"

Isaac nods, but when Stiles tries to step away he grabs his arm lightly. Stiles looks confused at him. Isaac licks his lips nervously he wants to say something about how much what Stiles just shared means to him. But Stiles eyes follow his tongue for a moment and that messes with Isaac's brain again.

Isaac, "I just wanted to say … ahem thank you. Yes thank you for being so open, you didn't have to be."

Isaac is all to aware that his hand is still on Stiles's upper arm, because of reasons beyond his scope he doesn't want to take it away. He also hears and almost feels that Stiles heart is racing despite the fact that he seems calm on the outside. For a moment Isaac lets his thoughts loose and lets himself enjoy how close they are standing and how nice it feels to have Stiles all to himself.

Stiles, "Yeah, sure, why not, don't worry about it."

Isaac smiling, "That are a lot of affirmations don't you think?"

Stiles blushes heavily now, his heart speeds up a notch and he starts biting his lips as if to control himself from doing something.

And that's enough to break Isaac's weird trance, he lets go of Stiles and starts towards the stairs, "We should continue our research if we want to get anything done today."

-Stiles's POV-

Stiles can still feel Isaac's hand on his arm it happened almost four hours ago, but he still has to actively keep himself from touching the place Isaac held him.

They finally decided to let research be an hour ago, and started watching Avengers, a movie Isaac obviously loves, in the living room. Isaac is totally engaged watching it, which means Stiles can lean back and think. He has no clue why Isaac acts the way he does, he is pretty sure that it isn't because of any romantic feelings, but no matter why, he isn't helping Stiles's turmoil.

Because with every moment that he sits next to Isaac watches his face contort in amusement he grows fonder of the other teen. He can't deny anymore that he likes Isaac on a different level than Scott. He loves Scott with all his heart but he never had to restrain himself so hard to not move closer and not touch with him.

Isaac, "I love Hulk!"

Stiles, "Yes he is great", he has no idea at which point in the movie they are he hasn't looked at the screen in a while.

Isaac turns to him and smiles when something in his eyes changes, he probably realized that Stiles isn't looking at the screen but only at him. Great he is becoming Peter, creeping people out that aren't interested in him.

Thankfully his father uses that moment to come home.

His father pops a questioning eyebrow when he sees Isaac, "Hi son, everything alright?"

Stiles gets up and walks with his father into the kitchen, telling Isaac to just continue watching.

Stiles, "Yeah everything good, you don't mind? Isaac and I were just researching stuff, and now decided to reward ourselves with a good movie."

His father, "Sure, no problem, did you have something to eat?"

Stiles, "Yes I made grilled cheese but we could order some pizza now?"

His father smiling, "That sounds like a good idea. So since when are you and Isaac buddies?"

Stiles rubbing his neck uncomfortable, "Well we just hung out a few times and realized that we get along pretty well, mostly."

His father, "Mostly?"

Stiles, "Ah you know normal stuff, just a few quarrels about things."

His father cocks a questioning eyebrow, "Things?"

How he hates it when his father goes into questioning mode and it's especially hard now when he tries so hard to not lie anymore.

Stiles, "Well we have different opinions about the extend of help I need."

His father, "I see, and I would probably agree with his opinion, wouldn't I?"

Stiles, "Come on not you too! Anyway it's okay he agreed not to meddle anymore."

His father, "And he is sitting in our living room because?"

Stiles, "It's not like… ah okay it was nice to have some help doing research. Are you happy now? You realize Isaac heard us and now knows that too."

His father grins, "And he deserves to know, ask him what kind of pizza he wants."

Isaac comes into the kitchen, he seems a bit flustered, "Thank you, but I will get on my way to the Mc … home."

His father smiling at Isaac, "Sure, and thank you for helping my son. It's good that he has someone who doesn't listen to him when he says that he doesn't need help."

Stiles, "Come on dad!"

Isaac blushes slightly, "Thank you, I didn't … I just thought that it wasn't fair for him to do it all alone."

His father slaps Isaac on his back and says, "And that is great son, not a lot of people would realize that."

Isaac nods and looks a bit vulnerable. Stiles escorts him out of the house after Isaac got his bag.

Stiles, "Well now that you have the approval of my father too, I won't get rid of you any time soon, will I?"

Isaac, "Do you want to?"

Stiles smiles at him, stupid werewolf with his stupid puppy look, "Nah I stand by what I said before. It's just strange to feel like you and my father are up against me, but that's just me being weird."

Isaac comes a bit closer and almost whispers, "I am on your side, no matter what happens, sometimes maybe against your own will but I am unconditionally on your side."

And with that he leaves on his bike and once again Stiles has no clue what is going on, just that his stomach is doing summersaults.

When he goes back in his father is grinning at him, "So Isaac?"

Stiles, "No, no! It's not like that."

His father, "And would you want it to be like that?"

Stiles blushes slightly, "It's not important what I want, anyway Ethan is coming over tomorrow evening, is that okay?"

His father frowning a bit, "I am at work tomorrow night, are you sure you should be alone with him?"

Stiles, "Oh my god, I will be fine, Ethan's great. So it's okay?"

His father nods, "Yes but you call me if anything is up, anything at all."

Stiles, "Yes sure, pizza?"