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Why couldn’t it be me?

in which Y/N loves Stiles but Stiles can’t find himself.

this is intentionally really short.

Stiles is a dick in this. Y/N isn’t exactly right either. basically; there’s some throwing of objects, sheriff stilinski is goated, mentions of sex nothing too wild though very vague.

Part 2 Is it me?

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you scared Stiles as you sat on his bed. he just came home from hanging out at Scott’s place so seeing you sitting on his navy blue comforter was a shock. you gasped as you stared at him.

“Stiles.” you smiled widely. “hi.” you dragged out the vowel, swinging your feet.

“…hey, Y/N/N, what are you doing here?” he hadn’t expected company tonight, especially you.

“your dad let me in.” you giggled. “did i ever tell you how much i love your dad. he’s so amazing.” you rambled dazedly.

“Y/N/N… are you drunk?”

“what? pshhh, no.” you laughed. “i’m offended you would think that Stiles.” you crossed your arms.

“ok, alright, let’s get you home.” he reached to help you up but you pulled away.

“no, Stiles, i wanna stay.” you pouted at him.

“Y/N.” he said sternly. “you’re drunk, you have to go home.”

“would you let Lydia stay.” it wasn’t a question, you knew he would.

“Lydia has nothing to do with this, lets go.”

“Lydia always has something to do with it.” you stared in his eyes. “wake up and smell the roses, Stiles, she doesn’t want you.” you instantly regretted what you said. you stood to reach for him. “Sti, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean that-”

“and you think i’d want you.” the malice was clear in his tone. your arm that reached toward him immediately retracted, that seemed to have sobered you up.

“oh.” that was the only thing that could escape your lips.

“i am so tired of this, Y/N.” you knew he was being serious, he never called you by your first name, it was always Y/N/N. “you come around just to tell me about your feelings and always blame it on it Lydia. wake up and the smell the roses Y/N/N.” he spat out the nickname. “i don’t want you.” your stare hardened and the words that fell from your lips spilled with venom.

“fuck you Stiles.” you backed yourself onto his desk and your fingers fell upon a mug filled with pens. you traced it lightly before picking it up and twirling it in your hand, the next thing Stiles knew it was flying past his head. the mug hit the wall with a thud, leaving a dent and fell the floor into pieces. “you act so fucking high and mighty.” you took a Star Wars figurine that was sitting next to his laptop and chucked it at him. “like you weren’t just begging to fuck me last week.” another object came flying at him, he ducked out of the way just in time.

“it’s all bullshit Y/N.” he rushed towards you and backed you against the desk, invading your personal space. “you wanna hear the fucking truth.” he was so close and you could feel his breath on your cheek. “you are so fucking easy.” tears welled up in your eyes. “you think you’re so special when all i have to do is put on an act about how much i need you and you’re ripping your top off like some goddamned slut.” a sob fell from your lips as you squeezed your eyes shut.

“let go of me, Stiles.” you tried to sound strong but your voice broke in the middle of the sentence.

“no, you think i’m all high and mighty, look at your goddamn self.”

“Stiles let go!” you whaled, breaking down.

“Stiles, what the hell is wrong with you.” Sheriff Stilinski stepped into the room, ripping Stiles off of you. you fell into his arms as you cried. “i got you, i got you.” kissing your forehead like he was your father.

“dad, she’s fine.” Stiles tried to justify.

“she’s fine!?” Sheriff Stilinski looked at his son like he didn’t know him. “you call this fine!?” you continued to shake in his arms sobs racking through you. “i’m going to take her home and when i come back you better be sitting on that goddamned couch with a handwritten formal apology.” Stiles watched as his dad left loading you into the car and driving down the road. but he couldn’t do anything, he felt like a stranger in his own house, trapped in his own mind. what you and his father didn’t know was Stiles was screaming for you to come back, ready to be on his knees begging for your forgiveness.

the real him.

Is it me?

in which they love each other.

part 2 to Why couldn’t it be me?

it has a little angst, nothing to bad tho but it gets so fluffy at the end. like grossly fluffy.

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so much had happened since that night. it was the last night Stiles had seen you in weeks. after Sheriff Stilinski drove you home you packed your things and just… disappeared. everyone tried contacting you. Scott, Lydia, Allison, Kira, even Isaac but no one could reach you. It’s like you had fallen off the face of the earth and Scott feared something had happened to you. no one had heard from you or knew where you were until that night. the night Allison died. you received all of their calls and voicemails, but never had the courage to call back. after you left you never planned to return but when you read Scott’s text about how Allison had died and he really needed you then - needed his best friend, his sister - you couldn’t avoid Beacon Hills any longer.

you showed up in his doorstep and the moment Scott opened the doors he fell into your arms. you let him sob into your chest until he couldn’t anymore. you two sat in his living room as he caught you up on everything and asked for your help.

“so… this entire time, it wasn’t Stiles?”

“no. it’s an evil spirit hiding in his body and Y/N/N, i need your help getting Stiles back.”

“why me? you have everyone else I don’t get why you’d need me.”

“I need extra help, just in case anything goes south, i’ll know I have you.”

“ok.” you pondered for a moment before speaking your mind. “I have an idea but I need you to make sure no one else knows i’m back.” Scott gave you a questing look. “I have a plan, Scotty, and for it to fall through, I need the element of surprise.”

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after that night Scott had kept you updated on everything that happened. and that led you to where you were now, standing outside of Beacon Hills High, hiding in the shadows. you saw Derek fighting some of the Oni with the twins and then you saw him. for a moment you thought it was him. you thought it was actually Stiles but you just knew it wasn’t. he didn’t look like your Stiles and now you’re questioning yourself on how you hadn’t noticed before. but you couldn’t let yourself wallow in self pity. you saw the imitation of Stiles look in your direction and before he could realize you were actually there you ducked behind a wall. you quickly realized walking straight through the front doors of the school was a no-go so you had to find another way to sneak in.

you remembered the many nights you Stiles and Scott had been in similar positions, somehow every time you were fighting some supernatural creature you ended up back at the school, tonight was no different. to get into the school you had to sneak past the imitation of Stiles - Void, they called him - and the Oni. the only other way you could think of was the doors leading to the lacrosse field. you snuck around the building as quietly as you could and onto the field. once there you sprinted to the doors and into the building. when you opened the metal doors what you saw was unexpected.

there was blood, everywhere. splattered all over the walls. it was gruesome and absolutely disgusting, you felt sick to your stomach. pushing the bile that was building up in your throat back down, you made your way through the halls. you snuck around until you heard the familiar voices of your friends. before you could reach them an Oni appeared in front of you. it unsheathed its sword and got into position to swing. right before the sword could slice at you, you ducked out of the way and rolled to the opposite side. hiding until the last moment wasn’t an option anymore so now you had no choice but to fight.

as you crouched on the floor you got into the position to pounce. only transitioning half way, your claws and fangs were out to help you defend yourself. growling lowly at the Oni you launched yourself at it, using an aggressive approach into the fight. it swung its sword at you, slicing through the air and missing you just barely. from what Scott had told you, the Oni were nearly invincible so when you had dig your claws into its arm, there was barely a reaction. the Oni shook you off and sliced its sword at you once again, this time cutting you on your side and leaving a gaping wound.

you hissed in pain and reached to touch the wound, blood covered your hand but you couldn’t give up now. no matter how hurt you were you had to continue fighting, for Stiles. just as the Oni was going to swing again you slid yourself through its legs and popped back up behind you. as it turned around you ducked and clawed at its midriff , a black smoke fell from its wound and it lifted its sword in the air to stab you. you twisted your body as the sword came down, sending a sharp pain through your side and you bent at your cut. you hissed as the gash started bleeding again but you hadn’t had enough time to register it as the Oni came charging at you. instead of backing or ducking out the way as you had done before, you pushed yourself into the Oni. you shoulder checked it and clawed at the mask. flipping over you kicked it’s sword out of its hand and elbowed it where you assumed it’s rib cage would be.

now that it didn’t have its sword anymore, you left it somewhat defenseless. you charged at it, grabbing it by its wrist and flipping it over your back, letting it fall to the floor, you grabbed something from your back pocket and stabbed it straight into its chest. Scott had told you that right before Allison passed she figured out the Oni’s only weakness - silver. and luckily for you, you always carried around a silver dagger your father had given you. as the Oni disappeared into a cloud of smoke you grabbed your dagger and dashed around a corner. just in time as well as Stiles, Lydia, Kira, and Scott came out of the doors of the classroom.

“we’re ok.” Scott had said. “we’re ok-” before he could finish Void had come out of nowhere and knocked him out. Kira turned around ready to swing her sword but Void hit her too.

“this was my game. you think you can beat me at my game.” now he was looking at Lydia and Stiles. he started down the hall at the two as they cowered backwards. “divine move. divine move.” he said incredulously. “you think you have any moves at all? you can kill the Oni but me? me? I’m a thousand years old. you can’t kill me!”

“but we can change you!” Lydia blurted out. that stopped him.

“what?” Scott told you everything and in case anything took an turn of events, like now, he told you what he needed you to do.

“you forgot about the scroll.” Stiles answered.

“the Shugendo scroll.” Lydia added.

“change the host.” it stemmed to all hit Void at once.

“you can’t be a fox and a wolf at the same time.” Stiles finished. and that’s where you came in.

you ran from the corner you were hiding behind and grabbed Voids arm first, just in case he tried to fight back. it came as a shock to Stiles and Lydia, they expected Scott but when they saw painted nails instead they immediately looked up. it wasn’t Scott at all, the red glowing eyes that were coming up from behind Void weren’t Scott McCalls. they were yours and the moment Stiles saw your face, he wanted to burst at the seams. he hadn’t seen you in over three weeks and to be honest, he never thought he would see you again. after the fight he had come looking for you and he couldn’t find you anywhere. not even at your secret spot.

you grabbed Voids head next, gripping onto his hair and yanking his head to the side. your fangs slid out and you growled right before biting into his neck. he was screaming as you bit him and once you had let him go, Kira stabbed him with her katana. Void started choking, a fly came out of his mouth and tried to escape but Isaac had caught in the jar made of wood from the nemeton at the last moment. Void had fallen to his knees and started cracking until he collapsed onto the floor and disappeared into a pile of dust.

everyone was looking at each other until all their all landed on you.

“Y/N.” Stiles spoke a smile lighting up his face but as he tried to take a step forward he collapsed.

“Stiles.” you ran to him, slipping your hand under his head just in time before he slammed it onto the ground. your heart rate was sky rocketing as you rested his head in your lap. Scott had told you they all feared that if they had taken out Void, would Stiles go along with him? and right now, you couldn’t lose him, you just got him back. just as the tears were building in your eyes Stiles took a deep breath in and his eyes opened.

“oh god. I fainted didn’t I?” you let out a breath of relief into a laugh as he looked up at you. “we’re alive? we’re all alive?” you nodded your head at Stiles as tears fell down your cheeks.

“yeah, we’re ok.”

“no, you’re hurt.” Stiles noticed you clutching your side where you wound was.

“no, i’m fine, we’re all fine.” just as you said that you felt a pit in your stomach as Lydia sat up. she got up and started heading to the main doors, and you lot followed behind her, you holding Stiles as he struggled to walk. when you finally reached outside you understand where the feeling was coming from, Derek, Aiden and Ethan were all sitting outside but Aiden didn’t look so well. he wasn’t well at all and once you guys finally realized what had happens Lydia turned around and Scott grabbed her, letting her sob into his arms.

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you were sitting in Stiles’ room putting things in boxes as he took down his mock investigation board. you noticed Sheriff standing in the doorway and you smiled at him. a look of shock crossed his face before a warm smile replaced it. you still hadn’t told everyone you were back.

“what’re you kids doing?” he asked and Stiles turned around, finally noticing his dad.

“we’re just…” he trailed off trying to find a way to finish the sentence.

“clearing our heads.” you finished for him and he turned to look at you, a smile gracing his face.

“ok.” his dad said staring fondly at the two of you before heading downstairs. Stiles put whatever he was holding down before kneeling in front of you.

“we need to talk.” the fond look you had on your face faded and you nodded, letting out a broken “ok.” you guessed it was finally the time, not much talking had been done since you got back. after that night you helped Stiles get home and then you went back to your place, your mom scolded you for disappearing and not telling her where you were but then she hugged you, telling you how much you worried her and if you were ever going through something again to just tell her. Stiles texted you and asked you to come over today, saying he needed help with his room. he took your hands into his and then placed one on his face. “I’m sorry.” you looked up at him incredulously.

“what… what are you sorry for?” you asked, eyes wide.

“the last time I saw you. I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have said those things and I know I hurt you and I never, ever meant to do that.” he was crying now, tears cascading down his cheeks.

“Stiles stop.” he looked up at you confused. “it wasn’t you Sti.” you bring your other hand to his face, now cupping his cheeks. “it wasn’t you. you didn’t mean it and I forgave you a while ago. the moment Scott told me what was happening I forgave you.” before you could finish Stiles surged up and kissed you, your lips moved passionately in tandem and a smile broke out onto your face.

“I love you.” he whispered and your eyes grew two times wide before the brightest smile you could muster appeared on your face. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Stiles.” he looked at you, smiling brightly as well. “I have since I met you.” he kissed you again and this time you pushed him back meeting him on the floor. you fell next to him in a fit of giggles intertwining your fingers with his. “ok, ok we have to clean.” you laughed, trying to get up but Stiles pulled you back down with him.

“it can wait. I finally got my girl.” and in that moment you swore you could never be happier.

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sooooo how we feelin? ik ik it took me forever to post part two but i finally did!

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