#shxtterxd

He'd asked his mom to ask Stiles not to come. It was hard enough seeing her, having her look at him with that wounded expression, the one that said everything she'd never actually say:that Scott should've been stronger. That after everything else, he should've been able to fight this too. That he was a disappointment.And Scott didn't want to read all those things on Stiles' face too, and yet here he was.Lifting his medicated gaze to the other, Scott swallowed around the lump in his throat."You shouldn't have come." 

Bumping their hips together, the younger shook his head at his twin. "You always do, darling. Always and completely. Sometimes, it's rather annoying."

Rolling his eyes playfully, Stuart pinched his back lightly. "Oh, whatever. I could very easily help you study. I just choose to act as a distraction instead.'

[text]; I will as soon as I can, okay?[text]; Stuck in a pack alliance meeting, have to help Scott keep the peace.[text]; Just another hour or two and I’ll call you. Love you.

Humming, Stuart shook his head. "You're never bothering me, darling," he murmured, pressing his face into Stiles' hair. "But, to be honest, I'm surprised you didn't come sooner."

He was surprised by the sudden contact, but it was by no means unwelcome. He wrapped his arms around Stiles, kissing the top of his head. "Hello, mon amour."