-Isaac's POV-

He can't do this, no he can, he decided he would stay here and let Stiles have his wish, but what if… No nothing what if, he will be fine, Ethan isn't a danger to Stiles, but still.

Frustrated Isaac punches his wall, the third time now, it's his luck that he has the house to himself tonight, or Scott would have come and asked what's up and what would he have said then? That the thought of Ethan close to Stiles makes him want to scream, that he doesn't think that Ethan or anyone deserves Stiles, what would that sound like? No he knows exactly how that would sound, he has no clue why Stiles means so much to him. But he never had someone who was so open with him, who cared so much about him.

He crosses his room for the hundredth time still asking himself what to do, when his phone vibrates. Isaac has no clue who would text him now, but suddenly overwhelming relief floods him when he reads Stiles's text, 'Hope you aren't worried, I am fine, we are just watching TV and eating Chinese.'

He grins at his phone the fact that Stiles thought about him and his worries while being alone with Ethan is amazing.

All of a sudden he feels like the air is knocked out from him, Isaac realizes that he never felt this way, no one could make him feel like this with a simple message. But this can't happen, he is already a werewolf, an orphan who is also a werewolf to be exact, no he can't be any more different, he won't be any more different.

Scott handed him the number of the blonde girl, whose name is Sue, earlier today, he had almost forgotten about it. Ethan had been flirting with Stiles heavily at lunch again, that was always pretty distracting. But now he remembers, and he texts her, 'Hi, Isaac from chemistry here, do you fancy grabbing something to eat with me this week?'

That's good that is better, safe not different, he can do that, he didn't lie when he told Scott that he thought she was hot. It's not like he ever thought that about Stiles, knowing that someone else is underestimating themselves isn't the same as acknowledging it. Just because he isn't blind and Stiles can't keep his lips and hands from moving, who wouldn't notice them?

Thankfully Sue texts back right away, 'Yes :))), love to! How about tomorrow at 7?'

Isaac thinks he can remember Stiles saying something about people who overuse smileys and exclamation mark. But that is not what he should think of right now. He texts back, 'Sure, meet you at Burger Joe's?' He will just drive there right after the pack meeting, Scott will be happy for him. Sue is a fast answerer, 'Great :))!'

That was easier than he would have thought, that's good, so maybe he can now concentrate on his neglected homework.

His phone vibrates again, 'You should really start watching Supernatural, Dean could teach even you a thing or two about sarcasm ;) .'

Shit, okay Isaac didn't really think that this school year would go better than last years anyway. And why should he even care he is a werewolf, a werewolf who is in no way able to concentrate on chemistry right now. He will take a cold shower, that should help, that has to help!

-Stiles POV-

"I hope I am not boring you." Ethan says smiling down at him.

Stiles smiles up taking the soda Ethan just got them, while Ethan sits down next to him on the couch, Stiles says, "No! I just, it's nothing, I just had to write a text. So the episode was great, I love human Cas!"

Ethan, "Yes it was really good, and your commentary is really funny."

Stiles blushes, "Sorry for that, I know it's an awful habit."

Ethan moves a bit closer, "No it isn't, don't listen to Isaac! I don't know what that guy's problem is."

Stiles, "No, no, you got the wrong impression of him, he isn't like that normally."

Ethan looks at him questioningly, "So when we are not there he doesn't only speak in snark?"

Stiles, "Well okay that is his native tongue, but I mean you have seen him with Scott, he is really loyal when he gets to know you."

Ethan, "Yes I have seen that, not only with Scott."

Stiles, "Yeah he and Allison have also gotten really close."

Ethan, "I actually meant I have seen it with you too."

Stiles, "Really? We haven't been friends for long, he is just a bit overprotective with me that is all. Just your typical the human is breakable stuff."

Ethan, "It seems a bit more, but anyway he is right about that, you are way too breakable."

With that Ethan moves a bit closer and slowly glides his fingers over Stiles's bare arm.

Stiles follows his fingers with his eyes, it's an amazing sensation, it should be able to keep his thoughts from any other werewolf, it really should.

All of a sudden Ethan moves back a bit with a sad smile on his lips, Stiles must have given off some wrong vibe, and he has to admit he wasn't completely with Ethan the whole evening. What is wrong with him? Why can't he take the gorgeous guy next to him and not think about someone unreachable?

Ethan, "It's late I should go, or do you want me to stay a bit longer?"

Stiles stands up with Ethan and says apologetically, "Nah you are right it's late."

Stiles leads Ethan to the door, their comfortable companionship grew uncomfortable very fast, Stiles hates that.

Stiles, "But we should repeat this soon!"

Ethan, "You don't have to say that, it's okay if you don't want to."

Stiles shakes his head vigorously, "No, it's just a bad day for me, I really want to, I like you, I like spending time with you, sometimes I just think too much. But I want to see you again, outside of school."

Ethan smiles now really, "Good! Yeah I would love to, maybe go to a movie on the weekend? And it's okay, don't stress yourself, I won't pressure you!"

Stiles smiles fondly at him and they wave good-bye.

Stiles is pretty sure that he should regret that they didn't kiss and not feel relieved. He looks at his phone again, no answer from Isaac. Stupid werewolf doesn't know that it is just nice and fair to write back even if he didn't ask an explicit question.

This Sue person has the worst laugh Stiles has ever heard and he is pretty sure that even if Isaac would try to be funny he wouldn't be able to get a full out laugh three times in ten minutes. Even Isaac himself seems baffled by her roaring laughter. Lunch had been so nice and calm just yesterday. Stiles can feel his muscles tensing, this is not his ideal eating situation.

Ethan leans in a bit and whispers, "Would you have made out with me if I would have laughed like that at everything you said yesterday?"

Stiles chuckles a bit and shoots Ethan a thankful smile, sarcasm that's a form of humour he can appreciate.

Sue leaning into Isaac, "Isaac was great today in chemistry, he is really amazing at it."

Isaac shoots her a questioning look, "I just did what the teacher told us to do, and I am currently on a C minus I wouldn't say I am amazing or really good at it."

Stiles, "A C minus? You know you need a certain quote to play lacrosse, I can help you if you want to, despite what Harris always said I am not bad at chemistry."

Ethan, "Not bad? You have straight A's in almost every subject."

Stiles blushes slightly, "Not in English right now, our new English teacher is not a big fan of the Stilinski charm."

Lydia, "Well that could have something to do with the fact that you forbad her to say your first name and then called her a moron when she still tried the first syllable."

Stiles, "I was tired, and I warned her!"

Ethan, "What is your first name anyway?"

Stiles shakes his head, "Nope, that is between me, my father and my moronic teachers."

Sue, "And I just always thought that your parents lost a bet when they had to name you."

Stiles shoots her a look, he knows that it isn't her fault that she sits so close to Isaac or that she rubs Isaac's hand, but right now he can't bring himself to even remotely like her.

Allison, "Yeah well, so Sue is that short for Susan?"

Sue, "No, it stands for Susanna, it's some kind of religious thing, I don't really care, I prefer Sue. Anyway do you want to pick me up for our date tonight?"

Stiles, "What date? We have a p… we have plans, you can't go on a 'date."

Isaac annoyed, "I can go on a date whenever I want to go on a date! Anyway we will meet at seven 'our plans' never take longer than that!"

Stiles, "Well then have fun on your date! But he unfortunately can't pick you up Sue, because he doesn't have a car and it could get a bit crowded on his bike!"

Isaac shoots daggers with his glare, then he suddenly smirks and smiles at Sue, "I am sure I can borrow a car and pick you up, just text me your address later." With that he softly strokes a loose strand of her hair behind her ear.

Stiles can clearly see how she blushes. He has to control himself, he can't get so angry, he doesn't have the right to, he needs to distract himself.

Ethan, "Are you alright?"

Stiles smiles at him, there right next to him is the solution to all his problems, he just moves closer until his thigh touches Ethan's and lays his hand on his, "Everything's fine I think I just overcame whatever stupid mood I was in yesterday."

Not for any particular reason he shoots Isaac a short glance and when he sees that the werewolf's eyes narrow in suppressed anger he feels like grinning.

-Isaac's POV-

Sometimes Stiles acts really childish! Okay yes he decided to get a bit more distance between them but that doesn't mean that Stiles has to sit next to Peter just to avoid sitting next to him that he also sits next to Ethan doesn't help. And Ethan is distracted because of an argument his brother and Derek are having, so he doesn't get that Peter moved closer to Stiles inch by inch.

Stiles has realized it a minute ago, Isaac could hear his heart beat go up a notch, Stiles doesn't know what to do about it, and Isaac understands, Peter's and his knees are only almost touching. It is not something obvious, if anyone else would do it Isaac wouldn't think twice, but everything Peter does is deliberate. And he frightens Stiles!

Peter now leans in and whispers something in Stiles's ear, Isaac really tries but can't understand what he says. Stiles backs away from Peter immediately and bumps into Ethan, who places his hand protectively on Stiles's back while continuing his discussion.

Peter looks at them with a feral grin.

This can't be good, nothing that makes Peter grin like that can ever be good, Isaac wants to be next to Stiles to be able to protect it. Which is stupid since he decided that they are too close, can't someone just get rid of Peter, maybe he wouldn't feel so protective of Stiles if the other werewolf were out of the way. No, he knows that that is an illusion because he still would get this unjustified anger whenever Ethan touches Stiles.

He growls low in frustration.

Lydia looks up from the French book she was reading and follows his gaze, "They seem comfortable with each other wouldn't you say?"

Isaac gives her an annoyed look. She starts smiling and he realizes that he just made a mistake. And 'Never underestimate Lydia' is like Stiles's number one rule.

Lydia thankfully very softly whispers, "So you are having a problem with them being together?"

Isaac swallows and whispers back, "They are not together, and anyway I have no idea what you are talking about."

Lydia chuckles softly, "Sure, so if Stiles decided to for example loose his virginity to a certain attractive werewolves that has an eerie similarity to my ex, you wouldn't have a problem with that."

Isaac can feel how his eyes change to yellow for a moment, but just the thought of Ethan so horribly close to Stiles makes him loose control, he tries to suppresses his emotions when he speaks, not that Lydia hasn't already seen his reaction, "I wouldn't! And anyway it's not as if this is any of your concern."

Lydia now smiling softly at him, "I am his friend, so I am invested in his happiness and despite the fact that I get why Stiles likes Ethan I don't think he is the perfect guy for him, I don't know I see him with someone who gives him a bit more of a challenge, who can counter him, wouldn't you agree?"

Isaac feels helpless for a moment, his feelings are confusing him enough without Lydia saying stuff like that. It doesn't help that his first thought was, 'I am like that, I can challenge him!' He doesn't want to be this person for Stiles he knows that! But still his thoughts are acting like traitors and contradict himself more and more.

He whispers, "I don't know, I don't think about who Stiles should be with or not."

Lydia, "Sure you don't. Just so you know if you find yourself thinking about it after all, you can always come to me to talk about it, I won't judge your thoughts no matter what they are."

What?! How can she say something like that, she doesn't know, she can't know!

Scott, "Isaac, are you okay?"

Isaac just nods, trying to get his heart rate under control and avoids looking at Stiles.

Derek frowns, "Scott! It's not polite to point it out if your wolf sense tell you something private about a person."

Scott, "But his heart rate was sky rocketing, Stiles gets a heart rate like that just before he has a panic attack, should I just stay quiet if a friend of mine is panicking about something?"

Derek, "Yes you should, if it's not life or death it is the person's own decision if he or she wants to disclose their feelings to the group."

Peter, "Yeah Derek, because you have always been so respectful of other people's privacy. So what scared our little pup so much?"

And suddenly all eyes are on Isaac, this doesn't really help him controlling his heartbeat, Lydia's whispered, "Sorry" doesn't help either.

He shoots Stiles a pleading look, because despite the fact that he is the reason for his inner turmoil, he is the one who is most likely to help him.

Stiles, "So I get that you are not closer to a plan if Isaac's erratic heartbeat could distract you?"

Scott gives Isaac a last questioning look before dropping his shoulders in defeat, "No, we have no clue how to do this, it might really be better to leave it to Mr Argent this time."

Derek huffs in disagreement, they have discussed this extensively already.

Peter, "I think that sounds like a good plan, let the hunter do the work, we can enjoy ourselves a bit in the meantime, wouldn't you say Stiles?"

Peter's grin at Stiles makes Isaac furious; thankfully he isn't the only one who gets it this time. Ethan moves Stiles even closer to himself, Lydia and Allison tense up and Derek says, "Stop it Peter!"

Scott, who didn't get it at all, "What's going on?"

Isaac can't help it anymore, it's like a fuse is lit, "What the hell Scott! You are his best friend and you are that blind? Have you ever asked what was going on when Peter offered the bite to Stiles, why Peter wanted Stiles to take the bite voluntarily?"

Scott still confused, he looks at Stiles, who seems frightened, "What is he talking about? You told me everything that happened didn't you?"

Stiles looks between Isaac and Scott as if he can't decide which way to go, "I might have given you the summary of what happened, there might have been a bit more."

Scott, "What?"

Lydia huffs in annoyance, "Come on don't be so daft. I am not a werewolf and even I can almost smell how indecent the things are Peter wants from Stiles."

Scott looks shocked, "What? You mean…? Oh my god, why did no one tell me! Peter what the hell you are my Beta, you will never ever touch Stiles or come close to him or even think about him!"

Peter still smiling sarcastically, "Sure I will rein my thoughts just for you my mighty alpha."

Scott, "You will or else …"

Peter interrupts him this time looking disturbingly serious, "Or what? Or you will throw me out of the pack and have a loose Omega in town? Or you will kill me? Please don't ever think that you would be able to bring yourself to do that, you are way too squeaky clean for something so dirty. And my dear nephew won't kill his only relative a second time."

Isaac coldly, "I would kill you."

Peter smiling at him, "Yes you would try, wouldn't you? But don't think that this old wolf doesn't have a few more tricks up his sleeve. So let's stop bluffing and I will just promise to never do anything to Stiles that he doesn't want me to do."

They all look at Peter stunned.

Stiles clears his throat, "He is right, we should go back to the problem at hand, I don't think that we can get more from him than that."

Peter smiling at Stiles, "And look who is, like always, the most reasonable in the room."

Scott, "For now I will let it go, but I will keep an eye on you, don't forget that!"

Peter, "Sure you will."

Scott decides to ignore him, "So Allison you will talk to your father?"

Allison nods, "Yes I will, he would also be happy to get rid of any werewolf problem we might have by the way."

Peter chuckles slightly.

Scott exhausted, "I will keep that in mind, good then that's it for today. Stiles can you take me home? Isaac needs the car for his date."

Stiles just nods looking as exhausted as Scott.

When they all leave to their cars Stiles moves close to Isaac, "Do you have a moment?"

They separate a bit from the group, and move around the corner of the building, so that the others can't see them or hear their whispers.

Stiles, "I know you only meant well, but what the hell where you thinking? Don't you think I had my reasons for not telling Scott?"

Isaac, "I know you had, I just thought they were stupid, he needed to know, Peter needed to realize the he isn't in power."

Stiles laughs dryly, "Yes and how did that go? Do you think he believes even a bit more now that he isn't in control?"

Isaac coming a bit closer to Stiles, he can feel the other boy's despair, "What did he whisper to you?"

Stiles looks stunned for a moment, "You saw that? It's … It doesn't matter, you heard him he won't do anything I don't want to."

Isaac, "I also heard that that didn't calm your heartbeat one bit."

Stiles just looks vulnerable, like he is a moment away from breaking, "Well, it's still Peter I don't think anything he would say could calm me. Anyway you should go on your date now."

Isaac knows he shouldn't do it, he knows that that is against everything he decided yesterday evening but he just has to comfort Stiles.

So he hugs him, it is weird at first, Stiles wasn't expecting it so his hands are now trapped between them, but after a moment he wriggles them free and hugs back leaning into Isaac. And Isaac can feel his heart rate loosing its terrified rhythm. Stiles leans his head against his shoulder and his forehead touches the skin on Isaac's neck. They are way too close, but Isaac doesn't want to let him go, he can keep him safe like this, he can comfort him like this. He doesn't want Stiles to go back to his room and be terrified all on his own.

He doesn't even realize when he starts stroking Stiles's back, just the content humming from Stiles calls his attention to it. He should jerk back now, he knows that and his mind is screaming at him for staying so close, but he can't help it, he can't move.

Suddenly Scott calls out, "You know I would like to get home sometime today."

Stiles sighs and moves away reluctantly, he smiles up at Isaac hesitantly, "Thanks."

And with that he goes and leaves a very confused Isaac behind, who has a date to get to. A date he completely forgot about a moment ago.

-Isaac's POV-

"So what have you been up to today?", Sue asks. And Isaac needs to concentrate on that he needs to start listening to her, she told him something about having been shopping and his thoughts just couldn't follow, he needs to be in this moment, not think about stuff he really shouldn't think about. And not miss people he just saw two hours ago!

Isaac, "Just sitting together with friends, nothing special."

Sue smiles at him, it is more timid than at lunch, she is actually pretty nice when she doesn't try to impress him in front of a group, he still has a hard time concentrating on her though.

Sue, "So with Scott and the others from lunch?"

Isaac nods, "Yeah all of them."

Sue frowns a bit, "You seem like a pretty weird mixture of people."

Isaac, "Why?"

Sue, "Well, it's just a few of you seem to be born popular and a few are more like on the other end of the popularity scale, no offense to any of them!"

Isaac, "Who do you mean exactly, because you know, a year ago I wasn't all that popular, I am still not."

Sue smiles at him charmingly, "Yeah but you are hot, and you have this air of coolness around you, no idea what the problem was before but you have been one of the hottest guys around for quite a while now. And don't get me wrong, I don't care too much about this stuff, it's just how high school works. And I mean Stiles probably makes up for his awkward behaviour with being fun. He once made the best joke ever during History, got detention for it, but I swear we all had stomach-ache from so much laughter afterwards."

Isaac, "That's typical Stiles, but he isn't only funny. " a bit wistful he adds, "He is the best friend you could hope for."

Sue a bit baffled, "Oh, sorry I didn't mean to insult anyone!"

They stay silent. And Isaac can't help but think about Stiles, his shitty brain won't let him control his thoughts anymore.

Sue, "I didn't know that you two were such good friends, I thought you were more Scott's friend."

Isaac, "I live in Scott's home, and he is a really good friend of mine. Stiles … with Stiles it's different, kind of, well he is also a friend of mine and you shouldn't talk bad about him."

Sue hums a bit, "Okay, like I said sorry if I said something wrong. So what is so different about Stiles?"

Isaac looks at her piercingly, "I didn't mean, he is just, he is kind of the backbone of our … circle of friends."

Sue smiles now again, "That sounds nice, I should get to know him better."

Isaac just nods, he doesn't really think that that will happen, and what if it will, if he gets together with Sue for real and Stiles and Sue become friends and they hang out all together, just the thought of it makes him groan.

Sue, "I hope you don't mind me asking but do you have a problem with your throat?"

Isaac, "No, why?"

Sue blushes a bit, "Because you keep rubbing your hand over this spot every five minutes." She touches the place were not long ago Stiles forehead rested on his throat. Isaac has to concentrate very hard to just sit stiffly and not growl at her. Part of him realizes that her hand feels nice that it feels soft and tender, but another bigger, louder part hates the fact that she is leaving her scent that she is diminishing the scent Stiles left.

Isaac hadn't realized that he touched it the whole time but now that the one point were he and Stiles had skin contact is loosing their mixed scent he is getting irritated. The mixture of their smells was weirdly perfect, harmonic, in a way Isaac doesn't understand it smelled like home to him. Like a good kind of home.

Sue lets go of his throat and looks shyly up at him, "Sorry, I didn't mean to, sorry, if you want to we can go."

Isaac just nods and pays, he realizes that he probably wasn't the best date today and that he didn't look like someone who wanted to get touched by a beautiful girl just moments ago. What the hell is wrong with him? This is the dream; this is what every teenage boy should want. His brother talked more than enough about what it would mean for Isaac to be a teenager, which girls he should try to date which girls he should avoid, and how amazing it would be to be with a girl. He never questioned that it would be a girl, but why would he have, Isaac only questioned it once and, despite being a werewolf, sometimes late at night he can still feel the scares his father left because of it.

He drives Sue home listening to her content monologue about some girl who was mad at her for talking to her boyfriend. Isaac has the feeling that this story should elicit jealousy in him, all he can think of is, that this is nice enough that this doesn't feel bad so maybe he can do this.

He escorts her to her door and she looks up at him expectantly, the nervousness exuding her in waves. And he leans down and kisses her, because they had a date and she is a girl, a beautiful, nice girl so that's what he wants to do. He doesn't have to talk himself into it one bit.

Her lips are soft, a bit too soft, she tastes of the strawberry lip-gloss she uses, and it all feels weirdly wrong. Isaac can feel the awful angle his neck is at, and the cold breeze that brushes his shoulders, he also feels her body pressed against his, she must have moved closer, but it doesn't have the hoped effect, it doesn't have any effect really. Isaac doesn't feel the passion to move his hands over her.

They part and he seems to have done a nice enough job, because Sue smiles up at him and says, "See you tomorrow at school!"

Isaac nods and walks back to the car.

He gets in and starts driving, his head feels muddled, he thought this would be different, he really thought that once he kissed someone like Sue his feelings would make sense, and he would feel the arousal all the boys his age talked about when they talked about hot women. He was so sure that if he just got close enough he would feel it too. It could be that Sue is just not the right girl, but there is an annoying low voice in the back of his head that tells him that it wouldn't have felt differently with Allison or any other girl, that all their lips would have been too soft and that none of them would have smelled like home.