Stiles: (is Sad)

Stiles: (is sad)

Theo: (pulls him close)

Din: *Sigh*

Draco:

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no place for promises

chapter 26: a devil crept in

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

“Fantastic, now that we’ve caught up on all the reasons I should’ve stayed in London, tell me something good,” Jackson says, plucking a few chips out of the bag Danny offers him. “How’s the lacrosse team doing?” Yes, of course. The only good news coming out of Beacon Hills would be them succeeding at lacrosse. He’s going to have a rude awakening.

Brett snorts out a laugh. But it seems like karma has it out for all of them at the moment. The laugh turns into a violent cough when he chokes on his very own spit. His cheeks flush, hopefully with both embarrassment as well as from the coughing, and he leans forward. Worrying about him potentially choking to death isn’t exactly high on anyone’s agenda after he flicks Isaac off, who, to be fair, doesn’t do anything to hide his own amusement. 

With a smile, Stiles pats Brett’s head. “Karma’s a bitch.” 

Promptly Brett flips him the bird as well. 

Lydia chuckles, Jackson snorts, and Theo shifts in front of the couch. His shoulder bumps against Stiles’ leg, and he frowns, scrolling through his phone for what seems like nothing in particular. He’s been disconcertingly quiet since he was allowed to re-enter and subsequently stay inside the flat. Stiles doubts it has anything to do with Jordan asking for peace and quiet so he can get some sleep before his night shift. Instead, it feels as if he’s observing from his spot in front of the couch next to Stiles’ legs, assessing what Danny and Jackson’s return might mean for his plans.

“Is he saying you’re getting your ass kicked?” Danny stares at them. “You have two werewolves and a kitsune on your team.”

“How do you suck so bad?” Jackson adds in disbelief. 

“It’s a talent,” Brett says between coughing and trying to catch his breath. 

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