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Its not everyday you fall in love with your best friend. The person you met in the sandbox when you were 4, and thought there was no need to make any other friend after that. But Scott McCall did. Scott McCall fell in love with his best friend Stiles Stilinski. Scott has always liked Stiles as more that a friend. At first he thought it was a little crush that he would soon get over, but as much as he tried to forget about him, and as time went by, his feelings never left. Scott's wolf often whined when he couldn't be near the sarcastic teen. There was something about the boy that Scott's wolf was so attached to. It was as if Stiles belonged in his soul, or he was Scott's destiny. No matter what he thought about, his thoughts would be automatically draw to Stiles and everything about him.

Scott's wolf constantly whined or growled at his stupidity or stubbornness about Stiles. Scott tries to tell his wolf that he has no feelings for the boy, but they both know its a lie. Full moons have become harder for Scott, too. He tries to focus on staying human, staying sane, but his thoughts drive back to Stiles and his wolf goes crazy at the fact that Stiles isn't his. He looses all sanity as his human is pushed back and his wolf to the surface uncontrollably. No one in the pack seems to notice which is a good thing but who knows won't last long because Lydia and Allison could probably sense it better than any werewolf could and faster. 

Early Mornin rain is fallin. Scott wakes up to the honking of Stiles Blue jeep outside. His wolf instantly jolts him awake with joy at the presence of Stiles. His sweet cinnamon scent engulfs his nose, fully intoxicating  

"Scott I know you can hear me. I know your still in bed so get your wolfy ass up right now, or so help me god I will drag you by your wolfy tail," Stiles jokes as he walks up Scott's driveway and walks into the house as if it were his own. In the time span of Stiles saying that, Scott was already dressed and in the bathroom brushing his teeth. Stiles stand at the door of Scott's bathroom leaning on the frame, arms crossed with playful anger. Scott desperately wanted to hug Stiles tightly bury his face in his neck and never let him go, but he restrained from doing so making his wolf sadden. Scott chuckled at his best friend after drying his face with his towel.

"You know I don't have a tail, right?" He chuckled. Stiles smiled to him making is heart speed up time ten. 

"Yeah I know, but its just funnier saying 'I will drag you by your wolfy tail'," he joked again, his smiled becoming impossibly brighter. Scott wanted to kiss the smile that Stiles wore so well on his face, but instead busied himself by going around his room making sure he had everything he needed for school.

"Ugh are you ready yet?" Stiles said impatiently trudging down the hall towards the stairs. Scott chuckled at him and soon followed after down and out to the jeep. The ride to school was painfully long for Scott. Every time Stiles would do something cute, his heart would flutter and wolf would yip with joy, and he would want to kiss him. Like how Stiles would run his lanky fingers through his dark fluffy hair, Scott was mentally drooling wanting to run his own fingers through the boys' hair. Soon they stood at Stiles' locker talking, usually about the upcoming test Mr. Harris would plummet them with.

"Hey what are you doing during free period? We should study for the dumb Chemistry test tomorrow," Stiles spoke getting his books from his locker. Lydia then walked up to them siding into the conversation. Scott's heart stood frozen in his chest yet pound loudly in his ears at the same time. He didn't speak not trusting his voice at the moment but played it off as to look like he was in thought thinking if he had something to do during free period.

"Mmm Nope, n-not doing anything then. We really do need to study," Scott mentally cursed himself for some of the word he spoke came out shaky. Stiles didn't notice but Lydia sure as hell did. Lydia's eyes went wide and she gasped but her expression turned into angry.

"Scott, can I speak to you in private please?" Lydia said through gritted teeth trying to keep her composure. Scott sighed and let his head fall. "We'll see you later Stiles," She said with a smile on her full lips as she dragged Scott to an empty classroom. Stiles waved back then walked off to class laughing at how much trouble he's in with Lydia.

"Is there something wrong?" Scott said with a puppy face trying to soften her expressions but fails so he gave up.

"How long Scott," she knew right away about Scott's feelings towards Stiles so he wasn't going to pretend he didn't know what he was talking about. Scott hung his head low and sighed.

"Since Junior year," he muttered, sounding disappointed in himself head still hung low.

"And you didn't tell me why?" she shouted. He frowned and hung his head lower if that was even possible. 

"I'm scared okay?" he shouted back. He sighed then spoke in a lower tone "I'm scared about all of this. I can't help these feeling and its driving my wolf insane that I can't have Stiles,"

"Maybe you can,"

"Lydia, what are you talking about? No I can't, he doesn't even like me,"

"Maybe he does. Just tell him that you like him. Tell him how you feel," she rested a comforting hand on his shoulder with a small grin

 Scott sat down at a desk chair and said "You make it sound so easy, but its not. What if it ruins our friendship? I don't want to loose my best friend," his voice was sad as he spoke. Scott would've asked Stiles out a long time ago, if it wasn't for their friendship first. He doesn't want to ruin things between them and make things awkward. All he wants is his best friend and more if he could.

"I never said it would be easy, now did I? All I can tell you is that what ever happens, whatever direction it goes will be for the best, I know it. What really upsets me is how no one else notices the way you act around him,"

"What are you talking about. I don't act any certain way around Stiles," his wolf made an noise of disagreement. 

"Yes you do. You stutter when you talk to him, your voice becomes shaky and it cracks sometimes. I may not have super hearing but I'm sure your heart races too fast for a human or a supernatural being," Scott tried to disagree with the statements, but he stayed quiet because he knew its true. He covered his face with his hands hiding a blushed smile that crept on his face.

"Is it really that obvious?" He groaned but came out muffled from behind his hand. Lydia punched him in his arm.

"Yes! I'm a banshee, I sense these things," She said as she walked out of the classroom.

"That's not how your abilities work!" he called after her.

Later in the day Stiles asked Scott if he could sleep over because his dad wouldn't be home all night. Scott of course told his best friend he could, but he forgot that night is a full moon and he's still having trouble with control. After school Scott was home on his computer playing a random game when Stiles barged in his room and plopped down on his bed.

"Hey Scotty," Stiles said as he went to Scott and ruffled is hair. Scott's wolf howled in joy wanting that to happen all the time.

"Hey buddy. Want to play some video games?"

"Of coursed I do," He responded. So all night they sat in front of the TV in Scott's room playing video games till dark. They played a lot of rounds of Call of Duty  till they finally decided to take a break. Scott walked around his room leisurely while Stiles went to the bathroom. Scott picked up a picture of him and Stiles when they were kids and noticed his claws were out, and couldn't retract them. Scott rushed to his window drawing back the curtains seeing the full moon shining bright through his window.

"Scott, you okay?" Stiles asked from the doorway.

"Stiles, you have to get out of here. I don't want to hurt you," Scott told him through gritted wolf teeth. Scott tried to stay calm but Stiles' scent filled his nose making his wolf take control of him.

"What no! Scott why aren't you in control?"

"Because I... Can't focus!"

"What's distracting you buddy? Where going to get through this. Just talk to me, focus on my voice" Stiles was right behind him. Scott turned around walking slowly toward Stiles in his full wolf form.

"Hey Scott! Listen to me! Focus on my voice, nothing but my voice okay?" Scott wasn't listening to anything he said, his blood lust was too high to focus on anything else. Stiles tripped on something that Scott had left on his floor and fell flat on his back. Scott pounced on him and as reflex, Stiles lifted his arms to cover his face.

When he realized Scott wasn't doing anything he slowly moved his arms from his face. Their faces were only mere inches apart. Scott dipped down closing the distance​ between them in a soft sweet kiss. Scott's face softened, and his claw, fangs and sideburns retracted from his features. Stiles didn't back away either. Stiles actually likes Scott and is in the same situation he's in. Neither didn't want to ruin their friendship with the other.

When he pulled back his eyes slowly changed back to their dark brown. They stared at each other then Scott scrambled back to his feet.

"Uh Stiles! I-i'm so sorry-" Scott started to panic as he paces his bedroom floor.

"Scott,"

"I didn't mean-"

"Scott!" Stiles said finally grabbing his attention.

"I'm sorry," he whispered again and sat on his bed with his head down, too ashamed​ and embarrassed to face him. Stiles walked across the room and sat next to Scott.

"Is there something you want to tell me? 'cause I don't think kissing me helped you because it was just a kiss,"

Scott sighed and stayed silent for a while before talking again. "Stiles, I like you. A lot. I've liked you since junior year. At first I thought it was just a crush, you know? But I could never get you out of my head. The past few months I've had Derek and Isaac chain me because all I can think about is you. It drives my wolf crazy," Scott rambled on. He mentally cursed himself for talking to much. All Stiles could do was smile.

"Jokes on you, I've like you since tenth grade," Stiles said with a wide grin. Scott shot his head up with wide eyes.

"Seriously?" Stiles nodded and grabbed his hand.

"Yeah. But I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to possibly ruin our friendship," his cheeks dusted pink as he smiled.

"I wish I had said something earlier," Scott groaned. There was a long silence between them. They just sat there holding hands not wanting to let go. 

"So what are we going to do now?"

"Stiles will you be my boyfriend?" both their faces a deep red from blushing so hard.

"Of course I will," and they smiled so wide it made their cheeks hurt.

"Can we retry the kiss and it be better this time?" Scott asked rubbing the back of his neck. Stiles nodded and they leaned in. The kiss was extraordinary, like firework were set of inside of them. Their lips molded into each others perfectly as they moved in sync. They were at a constant fight for dominance neither one backing down. Stiles rolled to sit on Scott's lap and snaked his arms around his neck, Scott's arms went around his waist. Scott laid Stiles on his bed taking both their shirts off in the mix, hands running all over each others bodies in amazing heat.

"Scott! I'm home and I bought Chinese for dinner!" Melissa yelled from down stairs. Stiles and Scott jumped and hurriedly searched for their shirts. Muttered curses as they couldn't find their clothes.

"Shit, Shit, Shit, Scott, where is my shirt?!" Stiles whispered yelled.

"Fuck, I don't know. Here, wear one of mine," Scott threw him a random shirt from in his closet and they rushed down to the kitchen where Melissa was. 

"Hey mom. How was work-"

"Don't move. Nobody. Move," She looked at both of them up and down, circled around them and stopped in front of them again. Melissa crossed her arms as she stared at them with a smile. "Finally! Ugh I've been waiting for this since you were in the ninth grade," she said as she hugged them. They stared at her with clueless looks.

"W-what are you talking about?" Stiles said while nervously scratching his jaw. That perfect jaw Scott thought.

"I'm your mom not an idiot. I know about your little relationship here. Both your lips are red, faces flushed, and Stiles I can see that uh..." she motioned to her neck at him. Stiles rubbed at his neck and felt a swollen spot. He looked to Scott who's face is beat red, and his own face turned sour as well. "Also Stiles I know that's one of Scott's shirts because I just recently washed it." His face flushed darker if that was possible. "So, how long has this been happening?"

"Maybe like fifteen minutes before you got home," Melissa's eyes widened.

"Oh my gosh! Am I the first to know? I feel so honored. Best mom award definitely goes to me. I want a mug that says I am the best mom by the end of this week," she said all with excitement. The  boys couldn't help but smiles and laugh a little at Melissa's reaction to their new relationship. 

"I will get you a "greatest mom in the world" mug, okay. Can we eat now? I'm hungry," Scott joked. Melissa nodded her head and let them tackle the food, the big grin never leaving her face. As the three of them ate, they talked-. Nope not really they didn't talk much. Scott and Stiles just stared at each other blushing deeply and Melissa watched in awe trying to contain her laughter at the seemly love struck boys.

Later that night as they were going to bed as they slept Scott wrapped his arms around Stiles is a protective manner. Sometime during the night Scott kept whispering 'mine' and "don't touch' then tighten his grip on Stiles. Stiles turned over to face Scott to see if he was still sleeping. Scott's eyebrows were furrowed with an angry expression on his face, his fangs were barring and let growls escape from his throat. Stiles sat up, trying to shake Scott awake.

"Scott. Scott!" the teen whisper yelled. He got a growl in response. Stiles kept shaking Scott and calling his name but he wouldn't budge. He even hit him with a pillow. Still nothing. So Stiles did the last thing he could think of, and he pressed his lips to Scott's soft one. Stiles kept his lips on Scott's till his eyes slowly flutter open. 

"Hey. Whats up?" He asked while staring into Stiles' eyes.

"Are you okay? You were like, sleep alpha-ing," he snickered.

"What do you mean,"

"You were whispering things in your sleep like 'mine' and 'don't touch' and let out growls. You had an angry facial expression, and your fangs were out. What were you dreaming about?" Stiles said as he draw little figures with his finger on Scott's chest sweetly.

"Really? I've never done that before. Uh, I was dreaming about bad people taking you away from me. No one is going to take you away from me." his last sentence said through gritted teeth and a low short growl. Scott's protectiveness over Stiles made the boys heart speed up, fluttering. Scott noticed and gave him a worried look.

"Why is your heart beating so fast, Stiles," he said with a worried look

"I don't know. Maybe its you. You make my heart speed up, all the time," Stiles responded shyly looking down at his hand that was still tracing figures on Scott's chest. Scott lifted Stiles' chin to look at him and brought their lips together in a short but really sweet kiss. They smiled staring at each other for some minutes till they fell asleep again, their limbs tangled in each other.

Okay so yeah! I've been wanting to publish this for a while now. And it being my first gay story so I'm extra excited. 'Cause honestly I like gay more than straight. I read a lot more gay stories than straight. I mean, its not weird, AND GAYNESS RULES. Just Straight stories are so plain. blah.  anyways I hope you enjoy! 

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