#mcall

8/12/19

-atticus

but she was strong, she could have both. 

Word Count: 519

Request: 14 with Scott please maybe he’s injured during a fight with Liam from the end of season 5? -Anon

“Just sit down and let me take care of you”

You were laying in your bed staring up the ceiling with a frown on your face. Scott hadn't let you go out to fight with them, and you were worried. Anything could happen and you wouldn't know. The thoughts flooded your mind of what could happen while he was out.

You turned to the side and sighed. He wasn't back yet, and you normally slept with him by your side. You took in short breaths before shutting your eyes. You laid for around thirty minutes before you groaned from boredom and pulled out your phone. You literally rolled out of bed and landed with a thump on the ground before standing back up and making your way to the kitchen. You rummaged through the fridge and pulled out a box of pizza. You opened it to look at the cheesy goodness. You nodded in approval and set it on the counter and then jumped on the counter yourself.

You opened your Tumblr blog and scrolled through the many posts lining the screen. You laughed lightly as you looked at gifs of some guy from a show about vampires. You quickly shot up as you heard a furious knocking on the door.

You slowly moved to grab your extra baseball bat you had in the kitchen, for midnight snack purposes of course and walked over to the door. You peered through the door hole thingy but didn't see anything. You shook your head before clutching the bat tighter and opening the door.

You looked to the right before screaming and flailing the bat as you saw a shadow of a person right beside you. In response, you heard a familiar yelling too. You quieted once you recognized the sound and steadied your breathing.

"Scott?" You questioned as you looked at him. He was clutching his side with a groan.

"Holy crap, you're almost as bad as Stiles."

Your eyes widened as you pulled him into a hug. You mumbled about how you didn't now it was him and how happy you were to see him. He just smiled in response before placing his chin on the top of your head.

You quickly pulled him inside and into the kitchen, where you turned on the light and placed him beside the counter. You looked at him under the light and searched his face. He grinned at your worried face as you lightly touched the few cuts he had. You grabbed the first aid kit from under the kitchen sink and grabbed the Band-Aids and such. You sat him on the counter and pulled his face down to your height as you stood in between his legs.

"What happened?" You growled as you continued to patch him up.

"Liam," he mumbled out as you nodded.

You lightly touched his face with a frown still on your lips. He ducked down and kissed you making a small smile appear on your face. He started to stand up but you immediately pushed him back to the counter.

"I'm fine, it's just a few scratches."