Scott McCall

hit the heart to plot and write !!

He couldn’t wait. It took everything within not to bounce and make a noise, or anything that would let Stiles know what was going on. “Okay. Love you.” he hummed, before quieting down and waiting. The sulking coming from Stiles was exactly how he expected it, and he moved the second Stiles came into the kitchen. Sheriff kept boys attention on him,  which gave Scott the chance to cover other’s eyes and-- place a little smooch on the back of his neck. “Guess who.”

“6 hours or so.” he mussed, hand going up to rub at his face. scott managed to sound completely miserable, while lying through his teeth. he was already in the state. city. Stiles’ back yard and finally kitchen. he was plotting this surprise with papa Stilinski for days, in order to stun Stiles (hopefully he wont be hit with a bat in the process). and somehow, it worked. “listen, I have to hang up-- bathroom. talk soon?” hanging up swiftly, Scott stuffed the phone into his back pocket and slid behind the door, after winking at Noah, who hollered at Stiles to ‘get his butt downstairs and help clean the kitchen before their guest arrived.’ this was brilliant. he was ready to jump at the other the second he came downstairs.

@moledskin

[ sms; babe ]: i just came home from seeing the Meg  [ sms; babe ]: with Isaac and Allison [ sms; babe ]: and Liam and Hayden [ sms; babe ]: so I sat between two couples [ sms; babe ]: kill me now

[ sms; babe ]: l i s t e n [ sms; babe ]: 3 weeks till i fly there to see you. [ sms; babe ]: so soon. [ sms; babe ]: so good. [ sms; babe ]: god, I miss your face. [ sms; babe ]: and your freckles.

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