A/N: This is a simple little cute chapter that was requested by one of my Tumblr followers. It was too cute not to share with you guys. I'll try and have the next chapter up later tonight. I hope you enjoy. Teen Wolf does not belong to me. Just Percy! R&R!
Pulling up in front of my house Stiles parks the car and waits for me to get out. After a few seconds of me not moving he turns to me and sees me sleeping. Chuckling he reaches over and lightly shakes me.
"Percy, wake up. You're home." I swat at his hand sleepily and shift in my seat so my backs to him and my heads resting on the headrest. "Perc….." He sighs then undoes his seatbelt climbing out of the car. He quickly walks around to the passenger side and opens the door. "Come on Percy. You have to wake up long enough to get inside."
"No…." I grumble out squirming to burrow into the seat. "I don't wanna…."
He smirks at me before leaning in and undoing the seat belt, untangling it from my body lightly grabbing my wrists. "Okay then. Don't wake up." He pulls my right arm over his right shoulder then pulls me onto his back. "Perc… Work with me here." He leads my hands together and forces them to clasp together before reaching down and grabbing my bag and securing my knees at his side. I mumble sleepily before snuggling my head against his back. With a smile he glance over his shoulder at me before heading up the walk keeping a hand on my knee on his left side and the other holding my bag. When he gets to my door he tries to open it but groans softly when it's locked.
"Percy, where are your keys?" He asks tapping me lightly on my knee. I shuffle sleepily on his back not answering him. "Come on. Keys. Okay fine." He hoists my bag up searching through it. "Please don't make me wake your parents." He mumbles out digging through the bag trying to keep me balanced. Finding the keys in the front pocket he lifts his arm in victory almost dislodging me. "Oh god." He grasps at my wrists and repositions me before unlocking the door and carefully entering. Closing the door quietly behind him he looks around the dark house.
Letting my bag drop to the floor Stiles maneuvers himself over to the stairs and climbs slowly trying not to wake me. When he reaches the landing he looks around and groans, "Percy which one is it?" He jostles me slightly looking over his shoulder.
"Right…" I mewl before placing my forehead on the back of his neck. He nods trying not to disrupt me and heads to the door on the right pushing the door open deftly and without making the noise. Once he steps in he looks around before giving a light 'huh'.
"Not exactly what I pictured." He looks around at the pink walls, which my mother had insisted on, and the posters adorning them.
"Shut up." I grumble into him making him laugh before taking me over to my bed. He turns around and lightly places me down before helping my lay down.
"There you go princess." He grins down at me as I grab my pillow and bury my face in it. After one last glance around the room he sneaks out and closes the door quietly. When he gets down the stairs he looks at the keys still in his hands and spins around looking for a table to put them on. When he turns to the right he sees a figure standing in the archway to the kitchen making him jump with a yelp.
"Hello…." My mom raises an eyebrow at him.
"Mrs. Goodwin….." He chuckles lightly. "I didn't….. I mean I wasn't….. Ummmm….. I was dropping Percy off." He gestures wildly trying to dissolve any awkwardness. My mom's laugh floats across the entryway.
"I know. I was here the whole time." My mom smiles and then nods at him. "Thank you for getting her home."
"Yeah," Stiles runs his hand over his head lightly. "No problem. I'm just gonna…. I'm gonna go." He gestures toward the door and starts to walk before the jingle of keys makes him look down and sheepishly look at my mom. "Um, I'll just give these to you." He walks over to my mom swiftly and holds the keys out. With one more grin at her he rushes out the door making my mom chuckle. Once she hears the Jeep drive off she heads upstairs and comes into my room.
She sits on the bed next to me and softly runs a hand through my hair. "He really is a sweet boy." She grabs the blanket from the end of my bed and covers me before placing a kiss on my head and leaving the room.