Mar 15, 2016
‘ I wanna wake up, can’t even tell if this is a dream. ’
Scott bites his lip, is this a dream? If it is, is it Stiles’ dream or his? If it’s the other’s is he even real? If it’s his, does that mean Stiles isn’t real right now? It can’t be a dream, it feels too real. With a confidence that he doesn’t feel, he says, “It’s not a dream, Stiles. We’re awake. What’d you tell me before? How can you tell you’re dreaming? You can’t read in dreams and you have extra fingers, right?” He lifts his hands that are balled into fists and starting with his thumb, he counts, “1… 2... 3… 4… 5… 6… 7… 8… 9… 10.” He holds up his hands, a sigh of relief escaping his lips and he glances at Stiles, newfound certainty in his eyes. “Okay, now you.”
#iwantedhimdead#am:005#let me tell you about the love i have {askmeme}#v: i watch frozen stars on the way home {misc}#perceptive eye for evil {stiles}#you still got me {scottstiles}#{also i looked it up and like........ even if you can count ten fingers on your hands?? in a dream?? you can count less on others or more??}#{just fuck me up}
