Stiles: (hits A Ghost Rider Over The Head)

Stiles: (hits a Ghost Rider over the head)

Stiles: That’s for trying to kill the man I love!

Ghost Rider:

Theo: He’s talking about me!

Theo: Finally admitting you love me?

Stiles: Yes! No- Maybe! I’m still mad at you!

Theo, on stake out with Stiles: Are we gonna fucking hold hands tonight or what?

no place for promises

chapter 23: revelations

Warnings: / (heed tags for further information) You can read it on AO3

Isaac tosses the second towel in the bin and rubs his forehead, smearing blood on his face. He notices and groans then crosses the room. He steps over Theo, whose head has been propped onto another towel and vanishes into the bathroom. In comparison to Theo, Isaac looks like a whirlwind. The chimera still hasn’t moved. He’s still out cold. He’s still-

Stiles’ breath catches in his throat.

“Hey, hey-” Brett squeezes his shoulder “-he’ll be fine. It takes more than a bump on the head to kill someone with supernatural healing.”

Stiles swallows. “A broken neck?”

“More,” Brett says, smiling weakly. “Trust me, the second he opens his mouth, you’ll wish you did accidentally kill him.”

Although he appreciates the attempt to lighten the mood - after all, it’s something he would find himself doing if the situation was reserved - Stiles can’t help but feel terrible about what happened. Theo deserved to be punched in the face for sure, but that’s a bit much. He didn’t mean to knock him out. He didn’t mean to almost kill him. He just wanted to push him off. He wanted him to stop. He wanted to- Stiles sighs and slumps against the couch. Brett wraps an arm around his shoulder and gives him an encouraging squeeze. 

Stupid werewolves and their stupid need for physical affection. Stiles knows that’s a thing because he spent an entire summer looking for Erica and Boyd. He saw Isaac’s increasing demand for affection, something Derek gave him willingly even though he pretended he hated it. He saw Cora staying close, saw Boyd and Isaac brushing up against each other whenever they had the chance. Stiles knows it grounds them. 

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how come when we graduate we’re just expected to go our separate ways? if I’ve already found the best people in my life, why aren’t I not trying to stay with them, you know?

Netflix’s The Witcher (2019)  

At first, when they just start to date, Theo always holds Stiles a little to tight, no matter if he hugs him, they hold hands or whatever - it's always a little more pressure than actually needed

Because Theo has to constantly make sure that Stiles is there, he's not leaving him, and also he imprints all of this, all these feelings in his memory because subconsciously he doesn't believe it will last

And Stiles gets used to it, to be held a tad to tight, it's just the way it is

But years later they walk down the street holding hands, and Stiles looks down at their loose grip, and he suddenly remembers that Theo used to do this, to hold him too tight, demanding as much contact as possible, always worried

And Stiles realises he missed the moment his boyfriend started to actually believe they will last, that Stiles isn't going anywhere, that he doesn't have to try to remember every moment, that he can actually just let go

But it wasn't really one moment, was it. It was Theo slowly realising all these things, believing in his worthiness, loosing the need to always make sure, learning how to make his touch feather light and his grip so loose it's barely even there, just the idea of contact, really, learning to let Stiles go knowing he's come back

Stiles saw Theo heal right in front of his eyes, and suddenly he's so happy, he can barely breath, and Theo turns to him, worried, and wraps his arms around Stiles' waist, easily, not clutching, just holding him steady

And Stiles kisses his boyfriend in the middle of the street, cupping his face, the lightest kiss, barely a touch

And now Theo just accepts it, doesn't push for more

He's healed