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   ❛ i figured, but that’s beside the point. look, i’m just saying –––––  ❜

  exactly WHAT he’s just saying, though, is left open to interpretation;    kind of hard to finish a sentence when there’s an alarm  b l a r i n g.

  —  &  a cop car at the curb. you could  w e a p o n i z e  his bitchface.

   ❛  on your own terms, huh? well, no offense, but your terms SUCK.  ❜

    a TOTALLY INNOCENT smile was sent the cop’s       way, icy blue flickered in guilt towards the teen.

        ‘ this usually doesn’t happen. i swear. ‘

                                                     TWO HOURS LATER.

    the human wasn’t completely sure if the sheriff       was just TIRED or done with their shit, but it     didn’t stop her from avoiding his gaze. the man         had the disappointed dad stare down pat.

    ‘ can you please explain WHY you were breaking      & entering into a grocery store? ‘ directed to kenzi.           ‘ and why you got liam into this mess? ‘

    eyes stare at the ground for a slight moment before her     gaze settles on the woman. she hoped that she could      pass the simulations without suspicion.

   " he’s —- i don’t know how to describe him,      honestly. the final test is coming soon       and preparing for it is scary.”

   a subtle flicker of concern could be seen in her    eyes, but it was gone as soon as it came. four    mentioned it to kenzi, but she had hope.

   stiles sucked in a harsh, wheezy breath as     he was lowered into the passenger seat.     closing his eyes and dropping his head against    the back of it. he was dying — that’s all it was,    right? kenzi was … kenzi was G O N E.     bo had seen it.           and this was him dying.     “ – i just want to find you. “

   the speed limit was a thing of no importance.    her foot pushed as hard as she could on the    pedal to get her to the damn hospital in TIME.    his words CUT her like a knife, making the    human have to work on keeping her vision clear.

         “ STILES, i’m right here. you’re not dying.            i’m really alive, and i’m saving your ass. “

   the sign for the hospital was in sight. C’MON.

  he’s worried about getting caught, not getting shot, but   liam follows her inside regardless   ( after glancing over   his shoulder, like he expects a police cruiser to pull up ).

   ❛  if you needed food, you could’ve just asked.  ❜

       another roll of her eyes and a huff of         frustration. she never gets caught. this        little pup needed more faith in her.

       ‘ NO. the kenz can survive on her own terms.          just TRUST ME, liam. i’ve done this before. ‘

   he groaned ever so slightly as kenzi spoke –    his lashes fluttering closed for a long moment.    drooping and becoming almost dead weight    against her before he shook his head     and FORCED himself back to full consciousness.         “ i – i … i can’t … “ he breathed out harshly.         hand coming out to try and grab at something,          anything, to try and keep his legs from         BUCKLING and sending him tumbling to the floor.   “ … kenzi. “

   gripping TIGHTER onto the boy, her teeth gritted    as she half-dragged him to the car. practically lifting    stiles into the passenger seat, the human slammed    the car door shut in order to run around to the driver’s    side and get in. within seconds, they were out.

           “ stiles, i know you’re hurting, but you have to              keep breathing and STAY AWAKE. “ the girl              managed to keep hysteria out of her voice,              trying to keep calm in the situation. god, please              let him live. speeding, she could be there in minutes.

    “ STAY AWAKE. “

      THE FEELING of her hands grasping onto him – holding on for dear LIFE as much as he was: it was another thing that Dean LOVED about Kenzi. They were in sync. Somehow, they always were. No matter how much they disagreed – fought – Dean and Kenzi were always in a SILENT MUTUAL UNDERSTANDING of each other. She wanted him as much as he wanted her, though they had never truly expressed it before that very moment. Dean could tell – the way she PRESSED against him, holding tightly so as not to lose him – it was all mirrored in Dean’s actions. And he DIDN’T want to let go; no, he could stay like this for so much longer – if it were possible.

     BUT ALAS, the need to pull away from the kiss made itself present, but the space between them hardly grew at all. With their foreheads pressed against each other’s, eyes tightly shut and hands never letting go of the other, DEAN AND KENZI WERE IN SYNC. The hunter’s mind suddenly rushed with an onslaught of thoughts, emotions —- flashes of fear of commitment, and doubt that he even DESERVED anything like this – like her.

     All of those thoughts soon faded as Kenzi began to speak; words rushed out of her mouth in PROPER KENZI FASHION, and he knew that he had permission to stop her before she even said it. Yet, he didn’t. No matter how RAMBLY Kenzi was getting, he didn’t want to stop her – not until he saw that she was running out of things to say. It was more than Dean was about to accomplish; he was never one to have SKILL with words when it came to the subject of LOVE, especially not when it directly had to do with himself, but this was Kenzi. Things ALWAYS came naturally between them, and this time didn’t have to be different. Hues of green slowly opened to look down into icy blue, and not once did Dean increase the distance between them at ALL.

    ❝ – I love y’too, Kenzi Malikov. Have for a helluva long time. Damn, you of all people probably know I ain’t good at this whole relationship thing; don’t got th’best track record with commitment in things like this. But you’re different. Y’KNOW that, right? Hell, I ain’t leavin’ you, and I ain’t losin’ you. And I know we can make this whole friggin’ thing work. ‘S what we do. ‘Cause I don’t want anyone else, Kenz. ‘S been you for a long time. And damn – y’can seriously stop ME at any time. ❞

    Kenzi didn’t think just simple WORDS could cause the eruption of butterflies in her stomach, and damn, she hated feeling like a giggly school girl. But, she couldn’t find a single part of her to CARE about it. Here was the man she had been IN LOVE WITH for most of her life, telling her that his feelings didn’t stray that far from hers, that he LOVED HER TOO. That was enough for her entire world to be on cloud nine. It was intoxicating.

    Just DEAN was intoxicating. His smell, the feeling of his skin against hers enough to make blood rush to the spot, HIS LIPS. God, his lips were everything that she had imagined and more. Though, her thoughts couldn’t go that far into detail without getting a little - ahem - RATED R. It was like she could breathe him in all day and never get tired of his scent. It was always fresh in her mind.

                                  ❛   it’s dean. but yeah, you’re hitchhiker chick.   ❜

“Whoa.” Brows raise with her surprise, feet already moving. “Sorry..”

    the human was already on her way,     then paused. guilt gnawed at her.     a sigh. “look, i didn’t mean to be rude.”