-Isaac's POV-

He doesn't even really comprehend it when he gets out of Mrs McCall's car and jumps up Stiles's roof, opening the not completely closed window.

Stiles is laying on his bed fully dressed and has his head buried in his pillow. A horrible smell of Ethan greets Isaac and makes him growl.

Stiles jerks up and looks at Isaac stunned, "What are you doing here?"

Isaac can't blame Stiles for being surprised, Isaac himself has no idea why he is here.

Isaac, "I … I just wanted to check up if everything is okay with you."

Stiles stands up and walks over to Isaac looking at him serious, "Really?"

Isaac swallows hard and nods.

Stiles, "So I guess your date didn't go all too well?"

Isaac shakes his head slightly, he can't speak, he doesn't know what he might say if he does.

Stiles, "Well, I didn't like her too much anyway. So again why exactly are you here?"

Isaac tries to avoid Stiles boring gaze, "Like I said I was concerned about you, after yesterday…"

Stiles jerks his hands in the air, "Come on! Won't you come up with something better? And if that really is the reason then you have learned nothing from the time you spent with me the past weeks, because even if I may appreciate your help on occasion I am very capable of looking after myself! I don't need a watchdog!"

Oh this is better, Stiles is getting on Isaac's nerves now, and that's something he can work with.

Isaac, "You know this is getting boring, because it is very obvious that you can't look after yourself when you come to school so tired that you almost fall asleep during lunch!"

Stiles angrily, "And whose fault is that?!"

Isaac is a bit confused and Stiles clasps a hand over his mouth and looking flustered turns his back to Isaac.

Stiles, "You should just go."

Isaac, "What did you mean with that? How is it my fault that you can't sleep?"

Stiles moves a bit away from Isaac, but he can still smell his nervousness rather strongly, "It's not … I don't know why I said that, just leave me alone!"

Isaac gets closer to Stiles, puts a hand on Stiles's shoulder and turns him so he can look him in the eyes, Stiles is blushing heavily.

Isaac, "You are lying."

Stiles, "Damn it! I have the right to lie, leave it alone!"

They are standing pretty close Isaac still has his hand on Stiles's shoulder, the other teen's heart is pounding heavily, Isaac is pretty sure that his own heart isn't any less erratic.

Isaac, "How am I connected to your sleepless nights?"

Stiles tiredly, "You are not, mostly not, mostly it's nightmares, sometimes about Gerard sometimes about other stuff, sometimes it's thinking about Peter that keeps me up, I have multiple reasons for not being able to sleep."

Isaac, "And I am one of them?"

Stiles grunts in frustration, "You know you are like a dog with a bone, you just won't let it go!"

Isaac smirking now, "Well I think that is a trait I learnt from you."

Stiles exhales sufferingly, "Maybe, but I swear it's not important."

Isaac cocks his eyebrow, "Not important? I don't want to keep you awake at night."

Stiles suddenly pushes him back angrily, "I know that!"

Isaac is confused for a moment until he realizes how what he just said sounded like. And now it's his turn to blush, and his stupid brain can't stop thinking what it would be like if he really kept Stiles awake at night and not in thought but with his body pressed close to him. Oh this is so not going in a good direction.

Stiles look of anger transforms into curiosity, "You still didn't give me a good explanation for why you are here."

Isaac stares at the other boy his breathing coming out harshly, he knows that he is bright red and all he can concentrate on is not to look at Stiles's bed, because his thoughts right now have a lot of images of him and Stiles in said bed.

Stiles moves a bit closer again and looks up from under his long eyelashes, Isaac never realized how perfect they fit Stiles's face.

And then Stiles licks his lips nervously and Isaac can't help it he looks down at them and his eyes follow Stiles's tongue as it traces his lips. He swallows heavily.

Stiles stutters, "I … I don't … I mean do you … it's really over between you and Sue?"

Isaac nods and carefully as not to give his feelings away says, "It's not as if we were a couple, but yes it's definitely over, what's with you and Ethan, I can smell him pretty heavily on you, you know?"

Stiles exhales a shaky breath, "We are over too."

Isaac, "And it smells like him because?"

Stiles, "He was here, we … talked … he might have seen the marks you left and then we kind of came to the conclusion that it wasn't really working between us."

Isaac questioningly, "He left you because you had marks from me? Did you explain that you had a panic attack and I had to help you?"

Stiles a bit annoyed, "Yes I did, and it was not just the marks and you didn't 'have to' help me."

Isaac huffs coldly, "Sure because I should have just let you panic and not intervene that really would have been the right thing to do."

Stiles tilts his head a bit looking at Isaac curiously, "Why did you come after me anyway, why didn't Scott or Ethan do it?"

Isaac, "No clue why they didn't. I just … I wanted to make sure you were okay, seeing you like this, please don't ever say again that I didn't have to help you, because I really did, there was nothing that could have kept me from helping you."

Stiles flails with his arms while saying, "You can't say stuff like that! You have to stop! I can't … I can't cope with this."

Isaac moves a bit closer so that he can feel Stiles's breathing on his face and he can smell Ethan on way too many places, he wants to stroke his smell away. Slowly he moves his hand to Stiles's neck and lightly touches the places Ethan kissed, it's not enough but better than nothing.

Stiles makes a strangled sound.

Isaac, "I know I shouldn't say it, but I sometimes have to, you think too little of yourself, you have to know how much you mean to people, and how horrible it would be for us if anything happened to you."

Stiles, "For us?"

Isaac, "Yes for us … and for me, please promise me to take care of yourself, I can't … I don't want to imagine a world without you."

Isaac can feel Stiles's speeding pulse under his skin and his own heart speeds up in accord. This feels so right, being close to Stiles like this touching him like he can, he doesn't want this to end. He traces Stiles's neck over and over again, it starts to smell of him and not of Ethan anymore, he needs more. Isaac starts stroking up and tracing Stiles's lower lip with his thump.

Stiles sounding breathless, "What are you doing?" When Stiles speaks Isaac's thump moves a bit into Stiles's mouth, the touch of Stiles's tongue on his skin sends a jolt through Isaac.

He is as breathless as Stiles now, "I don't know, but you smell of Ethan, I don't like that."

Stiles breathing hard suddenly really licks Isaac's thump, and Isaac almost moans.

He looks down into Stiles's eyes. Stiles looks up at him expectantly and suddenly moves his gaze over Isaac's lips and the desire he sees in Stiles's eyes makes him shudder.

Overly eager and without any finesse he plants his lips on Stiles after removing his thump and laying his hand on the back of Stiles's neck. There lips meet in a dry smack, it's nothing really and still it makes Isaac realize what people think of when they say it feels like fireworks went off.

He slowly traces Stiles's upper and then lower lip with his tongue, enjoying every shudder that comes from Stiles and enjoying the distinct feeling of Stiles under him. Stiles opens his mouth and Isaac takes it as an invitation. He presses their mouths together and darts his tongue inside. His knees almost get weak as he is assaulted by the full on taste of Stiles, he tastes like he smells just so much more, there is a slight trace of beer in there and a slight trace of Ethan that makes him growl, but under it all it is pure and utterly Stiles and it feels perfect. Stiles shudders as he growls into his mouth and Isaac can't help himself and presses his whole body into Stiles. Stiles hips jerks against him involuntarily at the sensation and Isaac is glad to feel that this has as much impact on Stiles as on him.

Slowly they move to Stiles's bed until Stiles's legs push against the bed.

Isaac takes his mouth of Stiles's who whimpers at the loss.

Isaac strokes Stiles's face, "Do you want to lay down?" He feels insecure, he has no clue what he is doing here and he knows he can't think too much about it or the magic of the moment could be broken, but he also knows that he wants to lick every trace Ethan left away.

Stiles smiles at him languidly and nods. Slowly they descend on the bed lying next to each other, and suddenly Isaac can smell Ethan again very strongly, he jolts away a bit and looks at Stiles angrily, "Ethan was in your bed?!"

Stiles timidly, "Just a bit."

Isaac's eyes glow yellow now, "What exactly did you two do?"

Stiles, "Nothing much!"

Isaac, "What exactly did you two do, where did he touch you, how naked have you been?"

Stiles swallows heavily, "You can smell where he touched me! We were shirtless nothing more and other then he kissing and touching me above the belt, nothing happened!"

Isaac quickly pushes Stiles up and removes his shirt, before Stiles can comment he removes his own shirt too that seems to distract Stiles pretty good. It feels great how Stiles's gaze rakes over his naked chest and even better when Stiles decides looking isn't enough and starts stroking his hands over it, "Oh my god, you are perfect!"

Isaac now studies Stiles too, his lean body looks amazing, he traces over it the same way Stiles does over his. He pushes Stiles softly to the bed again and starts tracing Ethan's smell with his hand, when he strokes over Stiles's nipple the other boy jolts moaning, "Oh my god, yes!"

Isaac lowers his head and darts his tongue to lick Stiles's nipple the answering, "Oh fuck!" makes him smile, he continues to lick and starts sucking, while stroking the other one. Stiles rakes his fingers through Isaac's hair without any finesse or softness to it and Isaac loves how much Stiles is lost in passion.

He moves up again and kisses Stiles open mouthed and passionately, he will get rid of every memory Stiles ever had of Ethan. Stiles moans into his mouth, and Isaac presses his hips down which means their lower halves now grind together. Isaac can't keep himself from moaning; Stiles pumping his hips against him is the best thing he ever felt.

He starts kissing Stiles's neck and Stiles drives his nails over his back, which makes Isaac bury his teeth lightly into Stiles's neck, just enough to leave a mark and the realization of Stiles having a mark of him makes him speed up his pumping he can feel that he is close, Stiles sighs, "This feels so good!"

He strokes over Stiles's nipples again hard and that seems to do it for Stiles he buckles up and stutters, "Oh … oh my god Isaac."

And hearing his name like that does it for Isaac he grinds against Stiles one last time and then can feel the earth shattering, it has never before felt like this.

Isaac lets his head fall onto Stiles's chest and just lies there breathing hard. Stiles breathes equally hard and strokes Isaac's hair tenderly.

After a while Isaac must have drifted of, because the next thing he remembers is Stiles stirring nervously under him and hearing the Sheriff coming up the stairs. Isaac would like to just ignore it all and let his head stay where it is, he can hear Stiles's heart beat so clearly and his lips brush slightly against Stiles's naked skin.

Isaac, "Your father's home, will he look into your room?"

Stiles, "He might."

Reluctantly Isaac gets up and puts his shirt on. Stiles looks at him unsure of himself and also puts his shirt on.

Stiles, "You … If you don't want to you don't have to go."

Isaac looks at him questioningly when he hears the Sheriff approach the door he moves so that he stands behind the door and Stiles quickly throws his sheet over himself and acts as if he is sleeping.

The sheriff opens the door, hesitating for a moment before he says, "You know I can tell the difference between you really sleeping and you faking it. Is Scott here? I saw Melissa's car outside."

In Isaac's opinion Stiles's act of the just awakened is pretty convincing, "What? Nah, no clue, maybe he forgot it when he was here earlier and just jogged home, I'll text him."

The sheriff, "I thought you had a date with Ethan earlier." It's not a question.

Stiles swallows, "Ah that didn't turn out so well, anyway aren't you always complaining that I sleep too little?"

The sheriff, "Sure, and Isaac's also not here?"

Stiles blushes slightly and clear's his throat, "Why … why should Isaac be here?"

The sheriff, "He uses Melissa's car too. Well I'll let you get back to sleeping … just remember, be safe!"

With that he closes the door and Isaac and Stiles stare at each other with huge eyes, suddenly Stiles starts to giggle.

Isaac doesn't get what's so funny, Stiles's father just insinuated… No he can't … they can't know … he can't be the guy that …

He moves quickly to the window.

Stiles sounding unsure, "Are you leaving?"

Isaac, "Yeah I think I had Mrs McCall's car long enough, she won't be happy if she doesn't have it for the morning shift."

Stiles, "Okay, but… do you want to do something this weekend?"

Isaac with his back to Stiles, "I don't know I have a lot of homework."

Stiles, "Sure."

And Isaac just leaves. Back in the car he tries to breath, he tries not to think of Stiles's devastated tone, he tries to forget what it felt like having him so close, kissing him.

He has no clue what to do now, he can't do this, but he really isn't sure if he can not do it. Because seeing Stiles like that, feeling him like that, hearing him like that, felt like finding a treasure, and he isn't sure if he can give this up.

-Stiles's POV-

He can't remember ever sleeping so good, he might be mad at Isaac and this weekend might have consisted of a lot of thinking about how to hit the handsome werewolf, but he still was able to sleep better than in a long time not only when Isaac was laying on his chest but also the following nights, the memory of Isaac kissing him, licking him, biting him kept him weirdly relaxed. Stiles doesn't really understand why, hell he doesn't even understand how it happened but he now knows that Isaac feels something for him too and that Isaac is definitely not as straight as Stiles thought he was.

So for once Stiles has a happy grin on his face on Monday morning when he greets Scott at his locker.

Stiles, "What's up Scott?"

Scott looks at Stiles surprised, "You are cheerful."

Stiles, "Yeah, sure it's a beautiful day, why shouldn't I be?"

Scott confused, "It's Monday morning, you are never in a good mood on Monday mornings."

Stiles shrugs, "Well today is different."

Scott just starts, "Why is …" but interrupts himself when he realizes that Stiles's attention has wandered on to Isaac who is just approaching.

Isaac looks very uncertain and avoids looking at Stiles.

Isaac to Scott, "We should go to class."

Scott confused, "It only starts in fifteen minutes, why should we go already?"

Isaac looks to the floor and moves from one food to the other.

Scott, "Are you alright? You have been acting weird all weekend."

Stiles, "He has?"

Isaac, "Stiles, I am here you don't need to talk about me as if I am not."

Stiles, "Well I wasn't sure if you would answer me if I asked you anything directly since you couldn't answer any of my texts."

Isaac, "You make it sound like I didn't answer a dozen of your texts, you only sent two."

Stiles smirks now, "So you got them."

Scott completely irritated, "What is going on?"

Stiles smiles at his friend, "Nothing, Isaac here is just a bit slow with processing things."

Isaac arrogantly, "Maybe I am just really quick with figuring out that what happened wasn't meaningful in any way."

Stiles steps a bit closer to Isaac, because no matter what the werewolf says he won't give up what he had on Friday, no way in hell!

When they are only inches away Stiles looks up at Isaac from under his eyelashes, bats them innocently and says to a gulping Isaac, "I really don't think that that is true."

Isaac blushes heavily and when Stiles licks his lips deliberately he can see Isaac's eyes follow the movement of his tongue. Stiles smirks.

Scott, "Ahem I missed something didn't I?"

Stiles steps back from Isaac and smiles at his friend, "Don't worry, it doesn't concern you."

Scott looks doubtful when he suddenly looks at Stiles neck and the bite mark Isaac left, "What is that?"

It's now Stiles turn to blush, "Nothing."

Isaac, "Are you sure?"

Now Isaac wants him to talk about it? Stupid werewolf!

Stiles shoots him an annoyed glance and says, "Yes, before the person who left the mark can admit to leaving it, it's nothing!"

With that he leaves Scott and Isaac, marching to his History class. It's very likely that even the oblivious Scott now got what is going on. Stiles isn't completely sure how he feels about that but his mind is preoccupied with plans to get Isaac to stop ignoring what is going on between them.

Okay, Stiles forgot to consider how lunch would be now that he and Ethan weren't anything anymore and Sue had also returned to her friends. He tries not to look too hesitant when he approaches the table, with one seat left next to Ethan and one next to Isaac.

Five more steps and he has to decide where to sit, ah, it should be easy he should just be able to sit next to Isaac and not think about it, but then he truly fears that he will pour his coke over the werewolf if he acts like he did this morning and he also doesn't want to offend Ethan.

Now it's three more steps and if he walks any slower he won't have any time to eat before lunch is over.

Isaac looks up at him following his gaze between the two empty seats and suddenly sneering when he seems to realize that Stiles isn't sure if he should sit next to Ethan.

Stiles has to smile at that.

Ethan, "Stiles just sit down, I don't care where, if you go any slower you'll go backwards."

Stiles blushes a bit he was hoping that the others didn't realize his dilemma.

He sits down next to Ethan smirking at Isaac, who seems very annoyed all of a sudden.

Stiles, "How was your weekend?"

Ethan, "Good, I went out, it was fun, but probably not as fun as yours."

Stiles confused, "What do you mean?"

Ethan, "I mean this", and he raises his hand and slowly brushes over the mark Isaac left.

Now Isaac growls for real, Ethan puts his hand away and smirks at Isaac, "I thought so."

Scott bumps his head on the table in obvious frustration.

Isaac looks suddenly very insecure; it reminds Stiles of how he looked before he became a werewolf.

Stiles, "So do we know anything new about the shadow warrior thing?"

Allison, "No not really, but my father is on it. He said that …"

Lydia interrupts her, "That's really fascinating, but I am way more interested in how Stiles spent his weekend, it sounds like it was splendid!"

Isaac grunts, stands up and leaves the lunchroom.

Stiles roles his eyes and says to Lydia, "Thanks!" with that he stands up and follows Isaac. They have to talk about this!

The werewolf probably knows that Stiles is following him but he doesn't act like it while he leaves the school and walks to the same quiet corner Stiles had his panic attack the week before.

When he arrives there he turns. He looks really angry, "What do you want?"

Stiles, "Obviously I want to talk about what happened Friday."

Isaac, "I don't see how that would do any good."

Stiles shrugs, "Well we don't have to talk we can also just repeat it, multiple times would be best."

Isaac looks stunned for a moment, then he suddenly grabs Stiles and presses him against the wall looking dangerously, "This is what you want?"

Oh this stupid werewolf, Stiles had to deal with aggressive Derek on more than one occasion, this isn't frightening him.

Stiles grabs Isaac's neck and uses the werewolf's surprise to his advantage pressing their lips together and kissing the other werewolf passionately, it doesn't take more than two seconds for Isaac to reciprocate.

It feels so right, they are a bit better at it by now, it's not as dry as their first try but it's as hot. Stiles wants to loose himself in Isaac if he could halt time this moment would be where it all stops because nothing feels more perfect than Isaac so close to him, their mouths pressed together.

Unfortunately at some point Stiles runs out of air and they have to separate but Stiles keeps his hand on Isaac's neck and doesn't allow him to back up for more than a few inches.

Isaac's eyes are blazing with arousal he is as breathless as Stiles.

Stiles, "So tell me again how what happened on Friday was not meaningful."

Isaac looks anxious again and Stiles can feel him pull away, oh no, this won't do!

Stiles, "Don't worry, I get it, this is a bit overwhelming for you, you probably never considered being into guys and now you have these weird feelings for me, who wouldn't be your obvious choice in any universe. But … I mean … I kind of like you and we can just take it very slow if you …"

Sometime during his little speech Stiles realized that he got pretty presumptuous, but then Isaac has to like him if he wants to kiss him doesn't he?

Isaac looks at him astounded and kisses him this time it is just a short sweet kiss that consists of a grazing of lips, it feels like an unspoken thank you.

Isaac as he backs away a bit, he swallows heavily, "It's not… it's not … I didn't feel anything when I kissed Sue, and I have one time in the past it was quite some time ago thought about … stuff. But I am not sure if I can… I am not as brave as you. I am not sure if I am up to this."

Stiles nods, "Okay I get it, but you don't want to stop kissing me, do you?", Stiles bites his lip nervously afraid of the answer.

Isaac smiling now, "No I really don't."

Stiles smiles back, "That's good!"

They kiss again as the bell tells them that lunch break's over.

Stiles a bit breathless, "Do you want to come over in the evening?"

Isaac looks regretful, "I can't, it's werewolf training time with Derek."

Stiles nods, "Okay, but text me later how it was and how often Derek grunted annoyed 'I can't do this anymore'."

Isaac smiles, "I will."

With that they leave to their classes walking very close so that their hands graze each other's. Stiles can't help but smile.

Stiles is actually afraid of the pack meeting today, for the first time ever. Even the first time they had it when Scott had been a pretty new alpha he hadn't been as nervous. And it's not even that he is so much nervous for himself than for Isaac.

They didn't talk any more about what they are doing, but if the make-out session yesterday night was any clue Isaac was still on board with it all. In school he was friendly on a usual level but as soon as anyone insinuated anything or Scott looked weird he seemed insecure and mostly just left.

So Stiles is afraid that as soon as their being together becomes part of a public discussion that he will loose him and he doesn't want to! He can't even imagine being without him anymore. Isaac still annoys him sometimes or pretty often actually but he also realized late last night after Isaac left just before he fell into a nightmare-less sleep that he is in love with the smirking bastard, that the constant buzzing in his stomach are the always sung of butterflies and that he doesn't mind yelling and being angry at Isaac one bit, that it doesn't diminish his feelings in the slightest.

And it could all be over after today, because Stiles doesn't have any illusions about this meeting. They will talk about it, Scott knows they have something even if he has yet to directly ask one of them, Lydia also knows which her broad and knowing grin at lunch made clear, Ethan also knows obviously and Aiden seems to have known before Stiles or Isaac had a clue. So there is no way they will get around it today, and it's not as if the mark on Stiles's neck has vanished, how could it when Isaac gave it so much attention the night before.

Stiles still decided to wear a scarf, not that it will help but maybe for once the universe would throw him a bone and Peter wouldn't comment on the mark.

"So I see you and Ethan are having fun.", Peter trumpets with a smirk toward Stiles's scarf, when Stiles enters Derek's flat, well he didn't really think that he had a chance anyway.

He gets rid of the scarf and sits down on one of the already placed pillows just pulling out his chemistry book when Lydia and Allison arrive.

Peter, "So Ethan and Stiles are getting closer?"

Stiles shoots Lydia a warning look, Allison unfortunately doesn't see it.

Allison, "No, why? They aren't dating anymore."

Peter smirking at Stiles, "So who is the lucky guy then?"

Derek emerging from his bedroom, "Leave him alone."

Scott and Isaac choose that moment to arrive, Scott with a hand placed on Isaac's arm and Isaac with a scowl on his face.

Scott, "Let's start, the twins are right behind us."

And as they all sit Aiden and Ethan arrive.

Stiles sits next to Isaac after checking with him without words if it's okay, on his other side Peter takes unfortunately place.

After everyone is seated Peter says, "So again who is our dear Stiles seeing? I mean you all know that this is important information, don't you? Our second in command can't date just anyone."

Isaac looks decidedly onto his feet.

Stiles, "It's none of your business!"

Peter moves closer and almost whispers, "Oh it really is!"

Stiles can see how Isaac has to control himself.

Scott, "Peter back down, we have other issues to discuss."

Peter leans back a bit and gestures Scott to proceed.

Scott, "Okay, so Allison's dad found a bit more information about the shadow warriors it seems that they have to be summoned by someone but he also said that he has it under control, so maybe we should actually discuss something else."

Scott looks unsurely to Derek who gives him an encouraging nod, or a Derek version of encouraging which means he nods without scowling.

Scott, "We need to do a bit more stuff together as a pack to strengthen our bonds and I thought…"

Stiles is listening intently he knew already that they needed to do more as a pack but he is proud of Scott that he finally came to the same conclusion or at least listened to Derek. For a moment he doesn't think of Peter, which is always a mistake and suddenly he has Peter's fingers tracing Isaac's mark he is so surprised that he can't jerk back in time.

Peter, "It's really nice handy work, almost as if from a were…"

Peter doesn't get out what he wants to say because he is tackled by Isaac who is fully transformed and who pins Peter to the ground just a moment away from slicing him with his claws.

Everyone jumped up in surprise and Stiles is stunned into silence.

Scott, "Isaac!"

Derek, "Peter!"

Isaac slowly retreats and transforms back again.

Peter stands up and dusts invisible dirt off of himself then looks at Isaac determinedly with a smirk, "Interesting."

Derek, "Okay so let's just get it over with! Isaac and Stiles you two are together, aren't you?"

Stiles moves a bit in front of Isaac, who looks down at the floor blushing.

Stiles, "I really don't think that that is any of your business! So let him alone!"

Peter, "I am fine with letting him alone, he is the one who tackled me for an innocent…"

Isaac interrupts Peter with a growl and Stiles says, "Sure innocent! I don't believe for a moment that you didn't plan to get a reaction from someone and you are an old creepy bastard who should have stayed dead. I can admit that you are sometimes helpful but if you want my or any of our respect then you have to start getting a grip on yourself."

Peter weighs his head as if considering what Stiles just said, "Maybe, let's see what the future brings. Just answer me this why did you choose him, I mean I get the whole looking like a Greek god thing, but I really don't see how he can be up to your wit."

Stiles moves closer to Peter scowling at the werewolf, "You don't need to understand anything that concerns me! But don't ever underestimate Isaac, he is the only one who realized when I wasn't feeling well, he is the only one who intervened when you were an asshole and asked me afterwards how I felt, he is the only one who helps me even if I ask him not to! And even if he didn't do any of that he would still be one of the most empathetic, loyal, strong, simultaneously soft and passionate people I know!"

When Stiles is finished with his little speech he realizes that everyone is staring at him speechless, Lydia is grinning, Allison is smiling and even Ethan and Scott have tiny smiles on their faces. Derek looks unsurprised and Aiden is rolling his eyes in bored annoyance. And Isaac is just looking at him his mouth slightly open, shock in his eyes.

Stiles swallows, "But like I said it's not important we should go back to meeting stuff, Scott was saying something."

Stiles just wants to sit back when Isaac moves closer and presses his lips on Stiles's.

Stiles is so surprised that he can't reciprocate for a moment, but then they really kiss, in front of everyone. When they come up for air Stiles feels slightly dizzy and unimaginably happy, because Isaac didn't run.

Scott, "Well now that we have settled that let's sit down again."

They all sit down and Isaac takes Stiles hand into his. Stiles can't stop grinning. Scott could tell him right now that they have a new Kanima problem and he wouldn't care.

Lydia, "So you are now officially together and we don't have to act like we don't know what you are doing?"

Stiles gives her an annoyed look.

But Isaac just smiles at her, "We are together." He hesitates for a moment and then looks at Stiles unsurely, "If that's okay with you?"

Peter, "Oh my god, don't ask such stupid questions when he is so obviously in love with you."

Isaac looks at Stiles questioningly and Stiles blushes but nods, "Of course it's okay with me and … Peter's right I am in love with you, not that I wanted to tell you that in front of our whole pack."

Isaac still looks at Stiles seeming somewhat stunned, and he stays silent, and like always Stiles can't bear that for long.

Stiles, "So what do you think? Is that okay?"

Stupid question!

Peter, "You two really deserve each other. One more oblivious than the other!"

Isaac leans towards Stiles and gives him a short sweet kiss when he backs up again he whispers very quietly so that only Stiles and Scott who sits next to Isaac can hear him, "I am in love with you too."

Stiles can feel his heart stop, how can life be so perfect what did he do to deserve this? Then he remembers spending hours in a pool to keep Derek alive, fighting against a Kanima and a murderous Peter and being beaten to shit by Gerard and he thinks yeah okay he might really deserve this!