The sunlight shines through the curtains casting everything in a warm glow. The warmth on her back from the sun slowly easing her awake. Her green eyes opened slowly and she drew in a deep breath. She went to move her legs but felt them surrounded by another's.
Her eyes widened, fully awake realizing she wasn't alone in bed. Her hand is resting on a hard chest. Her nose is nuzzled in his neck making it so every breath she took fills with his scent. He smells like autumn feels Lydia decides. She can almost see the vibrant leaves dancing around her and the smell of the autumn air. She pulls back slowly, only enough to see his face.
She decides sleeping Stiles is one of the best things to witness. His pink lips hang open slightly and his chestnut hair is wild. His long dark lashes fan over his cheeks that are illuminated by the soft morning light. His legs are tangled in hers and the sheets are curled and rumpled around their bodies.
She stayed as still as possible cherishing the moment. Stiles' body shifted in his sleep pulling her flush against him and a sigh leaves his lips to dust over her forehead. His large palm is at her waist making her heart leap. Curious, she focuses on the connection making her vision fade to blue and a golden glow surround them. She looks at him again and sucks in a breath. His features are illuminated by the glow and the contrast of the blue and gold makes him look otherworldly.
She feels his heartbeat pick up pace beneath her palm and she knows he is just starting to wake up. She blinks away the vision and remains as still as possible.
Tilting her head to rest on her pillow, she watches as his dark lashes flutter open revealing his amber eyes. She can hardly begin to describe his eyes in that moment as the sunlight hits them making them seem like pools of caramel dusted with flecks of gold. His eyes widen for a moment surprised by her presence but quickly ease back into a relaxed gaze. He studies her face and her copper waves that dance with a thousand colors in the sun.
"Morning "
His voice is gravely with sleep sending a chill down her back. Her eyes glance to his lips before settling on his eyes.
"Morning. "
He brings his hand from her waist to brush a stay hair from her cheek and her breath halts. His fingertips slide behind her ear and down her jaw before he replaces it at her waist.
Her breath shutters as his fingers dance at the edge of her nightshirt.
He is smiling still staring at her and a blush rises to her cheeks.
"What? "
His cheeks turn pink but his smile never falters,
"You're beautiful. "
Her heart stutters and her cheeks feel like they have been lit on fire.
Her voice squeaks ,
"O-oh uh-um thanks.."
He laughs before bringing his hand to her face again. The rough pads of his fingers slide to rest by her ear as his thumb brushes dangerously close to her bottom lip.
His eyelids drop lower and he moves forward slowly like she would run away if he made any sudden movements.
She found her own eyes fluttering closed as his cupid's bow barely brushes her upper lip.
"Stiles.."
Her plump lips brush his as she speaks drawing all the tingling from her pinky up to the surface of her lips. She felt electricity coursing over her skin at the smallest touch.
"Yeah.."
His voice was barely above a whisper,
"We should..um we should talk about that thing first. You now that thing we never talked about that we said we would.."
His hand slowly slides away from her face and
he pulls back to rest his head on his pillow leaving her missing his proximity and her eyes to flutter open slowly.
She wishes she hadn't.
The look of disappointment can be read all over his face even if he tries to hide it.
"Okay Lyds.."
She hated to see him look so dejected.
"Well uh... want to get some breakfast first?"
He smiles, almost removing the look of disappointment completely.
"Sounds great."
Neither of them move staying wrapped in each other.
She sighs,
"I don't want to get up.."
He laughs pulling her closer.
"Me either.."
The lay curled up in each other for almost a ten minutes before Stiles' stomach growls loudly and he sits up.
"Well I guess we should get up..I'm starving."
He brings both of his hands to his face rubbing his eyes before running them through his hair.
His already messy head becomes even messier and Lydia giggles.
He turns to her smiling,
"What's so funny huh?"
She sits up next to him and brings a hand to his hair. She tussles it making it slightly less wild. Her fingers stay tangled in his hair a moment too long and she doesn't miss the way his eyes drift shut.
"Your hair... it's all over the place."
He smiles opening his eyes again and throws his hands up before plopping them on the bed in front of him,
"Thanks! I say you look beautiful and I get 'your hairs a mess'. What a confidence boost."
His voice drips with sarcasm.
She smiles openly before shrugging and turning so her legs drape over the side of the bed.
She glances over her shoulder at him,
"So breakfast? "
He smiles launching off the bed and out the door. She hears him call back from the hallway,
"PANCAAAAAKES!"
shaking her head, she laughs before following him to the kitchen.
They work together in synch. Mixing the ingredients, cooking up the batter, he even adds small chocolate chips in a smiley face pattern on them.
Lydia takes a bite of one of the fluffy pancakes and hums in approval,
"Oh my god. These are the best pancakes in the world"
Stiles looks up at her and smiles, a bit of syrup coating his lips,
"I know right? It's my mom's recipe. She uh.. used to make them for me before she got worse..."
Her smile disappears and she looks up to see his solemn expression.
She reaches over the table grabbing his hand and squeezes bringing his attention to her. She offers him a sweet smile, her thumb brushing over his skin before pulling her hand back and continuing to eat.
Lydia's gaze is turned to her plate and she misses the look that stiles gives her. He watches her a moment before a smile is lifted onto his lips. His eyes are full of admiration and love as he studies her.
She glances up from under her lashes and he looks down at his plate, a small blush on his cheeks.
Lydia chuckles before checking her phone. The time on the screen almost makes her choke on the bite of pancake.
"Stiles! We are going to be late!"
Stiles turns his head to the side, fork still stuck in his mouth, looking like a confused puppy
"Late?"
She stands pushing her chair back quickly,
"For school!"
His eyes widen almost comically before he stands to meet her,
"Oh my god! How did we forget !?"
They throw their dishes in the sink, not having time to clean them, before running up the stairs.
Stiles grabs a random hoodie from his closet and pants to match before turning back to her,
"Okay Lyds I'm just gonna...LYDIA!"
he whips back to face the closet face burning. He had turned around just as she was slipping her shirt over her head.
He stutters and covers his eyes with his hands,
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to..sorry"
He moved his hand to make a shield between them. She could still see the flush on his ears and over his neck making her smile.
"It's ok Stiles I should have said.. I know you didn't mean to."
He nodded but kept his back to her.
She walked up to him and stood directly behind his back. He towers above her and she has to fight the urge to wrap her arms around his torso.
She reaches up tapping his shoulder,
"Stiles.."
He jumps, flailing his arms wildly,
She grabs his arm to calm him and smiles.
"Sorry... I just uh... "
He brought a hand to his hair ruffling it.
"Stiles.. I know. Come on."
They hurry out the door after hastily getting ready and hop into the pale blue jeep.
"Okay we have five minutes to get to school..."
Stiles starts the jeep and Lydia sees a glint of mischief flicker in his eyes as he raises an eyebrow at her.
"What.."
Her sentence is cut short as he throws it in reverse backing quickly down the driveway into the street.
He shifts and hits the gas...hard.
"Stiles!"
She grips the console and the edge of her seat as he speeds down the road toward school.
"Stiles Stilinski you stop this jeep right now!"
His thundering laughter fills the cab as he continues to speed down the road.
"Stiles!"
He smiles at her before looking back at the road noticing the now red traffic light a few feet in front of them. His eyes widen and he slams the brake making the tires squeal and stutter over the asphalt.
The grill of the vehicle stops at the white line and they both slam back into their seats.
Lydia's breathing is fast as she turns to him.
His shocked face morphs into a wide, toothy grin and he starts laughing.
Her face contorts into an angry expression,
"You idiot! You almost killed us! What were you thinking!"
His smile never disappears and his laughter dies down,
"Well ..we don't want to be late now do we?"
His sarcastic smirk almost makes her resolve break but she stands firm.
"You're ridiculous you know that right?!"
The light turns green and he presses the pedal gentler now.
"Yep"
he replies popping the p.
She looks at him from the corner of her eye and see's his cocky smirk. He side eyes her and she cocks an eyebrow.
She opens her mouth to make a snarky remark when he jerks the wheel to the side before turning it straight again. The car swerves making her body slide to the side almost hitting the door. Her eyes shoot daggers across to the drivers side and he bites his bottom lip to hold in his laughter.
She smacks his arm and he releases the fit of laughter he was containing.
She huffs in the seat crossing her arms,
"Not funny.."
He snorts,
"Yeah it kind of was.. you should have seen your face Lyds.."
She glares at him but the small smile gives her away immediately.
They pull into the parking lot of the school that is void of students.
"I knew we would be late!"
Lydia unbuckles her seatbelt, barely letting him stop the car before hopping out.
He throws his long legs ungracefully out of the cab of the jeep,
"Well we would have been on time had you let me accelerate!"
She narrows her eyes at him,
"Had I let you we would be dead!"
He shakes his head as they enter the double doors, the hallways quiet,
"Psh would not.."
She groans as she walks to her locker, Stiles on her tail,
She opens her mouth to say something when a pulse runs up her finger to the top of her head. Harsh whispers break through the silence and she freezes.
"Lydia? You ok?"
His voice is muffled by the whispers speaking incoherently. Her hands begins to shake and her eyes widen. His hand latches gently onto her shoulder and the whispers fade out, the tingling returning to her finger.
"Lyds.."
He pulls her shoulder gently turning her to face him, concern etched over his features.
"Sorry.. it was.. uh nothing. It was nothing."
She slams her locker closed before turning from him and walking down the hall. She still feels the too familiar crushing fear looming around her when his voice cuts through her thoughts,
"That didn't look like nothing to me Lydia...Lydia! "
He grabs her wrist sending a familiar shock wave over her body.
"What happened. ."
She shakes her head,
"I said it was nothing let's just get to class.."
He stares at her with his 'I know you are lying' face and she looks down.
She pulls from his grasp and clicks down the hall, Stiles following silently behind.
I know I know "you end it there!?" I'm sorry! It is a random spot to end the chapter..This is definitely a filler chapter for what is to come but I hope you liked it (: please leave a review, I love to see what everyone thinks of it!