law sided.

                     ❛       aww , i’m your girl ? that’s so sweet , honey.      ❜

          Caught up in his own mind, Alec is completely unaware of the presence of the Sheriff until his door is opened. The sudden movement causes him to jump slightly, hands flying up to wipe the tears from his cheeks. Alec pushes himself upright, clearing his throat and looking anywhere but the Sheriff until he’s certain he can speak without his voice breaking. The desire to stay in bed and stare up at his ceiling is overwhelming, but that could trigger a concern that Alec doesn’t want to deal with. “Yeah.” Despite verbal agreement, Alec doesn’t move from his bed right away. Muscles feel weak, almost useless, as Alec slowly shifts to the side and stands up. 

          “I, uh.” Words escape him. It’s not unusual, though. Alec has never been much of a talker. That’s why Stiles is so useful. He fills the silence that feels so heavy. Alec crosses the room, pulling open his desk drawer and pulling out a small square box. “Here,” Alec mumbles, walking over to the door and holding the box out. He still carefully avoids making contact, keeping his eyes lowered and a comfortable amount of space between them.

       There’s a blur of movements he doesn’t catch. ( Or maybe chooses not to see. ) There were far too much of that from Alec that he doesn’t think he would ever understand. No matter how much he tried. He takes the affirmation for what it was, a quick dismissal he doesn’t take to heart anymore. These interactions much preferred than the arguments that seem to arise without reason. Hand grips tight on the door knob again, body ready to turn until Alec spoke up again. 

claudia: arrest me sheriff

                     He’s looking at his father with his lips parted and eyes widened. – He can’t leave him. He shouldn’t. He shouldn’t go.. Who’s going to help him with Stiles gone? “Dad….” He purses his lips, trying not to get emotional and throw over his entire future just to stay with him. “I know. — And.. I love you, you know THAT?”

here lies theo raeken next to peter halefor being pieces of shits

              “Of course I will, dad. I learned from the best and the worst. Aiming to be the opposite of Scott’s Dad and being everything you are with a few LESS cold cases. That’s all I need in my life.” He watches his father with arched brows and a rather small smile still lingering on his lips. – He doesn’t want to go. He doesn’t want to pack up. He doesn’t want to LEAVE. What would his Dad do without him? What if he’d start drinking again? Who’d be here to fill his life with puns, jokes, and healthy food if not STILES? Surely not Liam.

      “ ….you  really  hate  me  don’t  you,  it’s  the  glasses  i  swear. ”