-Stile's POV-

Another look at the clock tells Stiles that it's 2 am now, lying in his bed and attempting to get comfortable, he tries not to think how little sleep he will get once again. But then maybe it's better that sleep eludes him, because the nightmares aren't any more relaxing than staying awake.

Stiles punches his pillow in frustration, stupid nightmares, stupid sleepless nights!

Suddenly his window glides open and Stiles yelps in surprise.

"What the hell are you doing here!"

Yes he knows he should be used to stupid werewolves seeing his closed! window as an open invitation to enter, but this is going too far!

"If Derek wants something he can ask for it himself, and anyway has no one of you heard of something called a phone, I know you use yours, I always see you playing with it in chemistry."

Stiles isn't sure if mentioning that he watched the werewolf in school was a good move. He twists on his bed slightly embarrassed.

Isaac just smirks still standing by the window and not saying anything. Oh how they all annoy him why were all werewolves so good at keeping silent? Stiles could never outlast them.

"Okay, what do you want?" Stiles sighs and leans back on the wall behind his bed, he is just so tired, all he wants to do is sleep but he can't really blame his lack of sleep on Isaac if he weren't having this stupid one sided conversation he would probably have nightmares so it doesn't matter.

One of Isaac's eyebrows pops up it almost seems like an expression of worry, but that is just Stiles's sleepless brain talking.

Finally Isaac speaks, "Derek says it would be good for Scott to have the twins in his pack."

Stiles slams his head against his wall. The already formed bump hurts now even more, but his brain doesn't feel so foggy anymore at least.

Isaac looks shocked at him, Stiles just shakes his head, "So suddenly we think that having murderous teenagers in our pack is a good idea?"

Isaac opens his mouth as if he wants to comment Stiles's behaviour but decides otherwise, "They would make Scott stronger! And anyway Peter is part of the pack, so why not?"

Stiles flailing with his arms a bit, not with his normal amount of energy, "Oh Peter, that is a whole other story!"

Stiles breathes out deflated, this has to have a point!

"Anyway, no matter what my opinion, why are you here, shouldn't this all be a discussion with Scott?"

Isaac smirks again, oh how Stiles loves this cocky look on him, "Don't sell yourself short, it's not as if your opinion isn't the deciding factor for Scott more often than not."

Stiles is surprised at the admission.

Isaac, "Anyway Derek already talked with him, and they decided that they need a bit more proof that the twins can be trusted and you are the perfect person to feel them out."

Suddenly Stiles feels weak, he wants to scream or vomit or cry.

He swallows heavily trying to contain his emotions. Isaac eyes him suspiciously.

"So you want your pet human to get close to them and if I get out alive they can be trusted?"

Isaac shocked, "What? Why? What the hell Stiles, how do you get such stupid ideas! It's just that Scott thinks that you are pretty good at assessing people. Derek seems to share that opinion."

Stiles just nods, he is tired! Does no one get that?

He walks over to his window and gestures Isaac to leave, "I will try, but I can't promise anything." Under his breath he mumbles, "At least they are nice to look at."

Isaac stops abruptly just in front of the window, and suddenly Stiles has a hand in his hair where his bump is hidden and he feels how Isaac absorbs any pain he might have. He feels sleepy in the good way for once. And Isaac is gone.

Next day at school is great, for once Stiles slept the whole night, he is even over his grudge for Isaac's outrageous request, he will just try to concentrate on Ethan, who seems to have at least a conscience.

Not that he isn't still a bit mad at Scott for not talking to him directly, so instead of going to Scott's locker, where Scott is waiting for him, he goes to the twins on the other side of the corridor.

He can't deny that his heart is beating fast.

"How is it going? Already decided what you are wearing for Danny's rave?"

Ethan flinches at the mention of Danny. Aiden just looks at Stiles waiting for an explanation of his presence. Stiles ignores him and lays his hand on Ethan's arm, or better biceps, wow that is just rock hard, not the thing he should concentrate on right now.

"Oh man I am sorry! Shouldn't have mentioned him, but really let's be honest here his loss, I mean his recycled ex has nothing on you."

And despite the fact that Stiles is rather happy that Danny isn't involved with any supernatural creature at the moment he truly means his words.

Ethan eyes him and then his hand and something like realization appears in his eyes, Aiden just snickers.

And all of a sudden Stiles grasps how what he just said could have been taken. He jerks his hand away, moves it through his hair awkwardly while also trying to step away, which with his perfect coordination naturally doesn't work and he can already see himself falling when a strong hand grabs him by his arm.

The strong hand belongs to Ethan who is smiling at him shyly now, "So, I am guessing you are going to the Rave?"

Stiles is nodding completely perplex that Ethan didn't only not just kill him for coming on to him but is also helping and maybe flirting with him, could that be? How could someone like Ethan flirt with someone like him?

Ethan still holding his arm, which feels rather nicely Stiles has to admit, "So would you maybe want to go with me? I could pick you up beforehand."

Stiles swallows hard, he just got asked out didn't he? By one of the hottest people at school. But he isn't even finished with his sexual identity crisis yet, but then who is he kidding, he loves the feeling of Ethan's hand and part of him is already imagining it stroking his chest. And he knows that the thoughts he has for his fellow pack mates with the big exception of Scott aren't all too pure either. So okay why not come out with a date with a really, really hot dude, he can do that, maybe.

Stiles realizes that he has been silent for unusually long, but Ethan still just stands their unconcerned and a bit hopefully letting him have his little identity crisis that makes Stiles smile, "Yes I would love to."

He can hear a growl from somewhere behind him and Aiden is laughing but Stiles is distracted by the grin that forms on Ethan's face.

The day goes by in a breeze, Stiles can't really decide between his feelings of elevation and fear, he still doesn't know what he feels when he enters the dining hall for lunch break. They are all sitting together, and Stiles gets more nervous than he should be. He walks over to them, annoyed that Isaac occupies the place next to Scott when he realizes that that means he will sit next to Ethan.

Scott looks up at him and asks, "Everything alright, your heart is racing."

Well and there goes his dignity, fucking werewolf senses. Stiles sits down next to Ethan who smiles encouragingly at him. Aiden snickers, and Isaac gives him the stink eye.

Aiden cocks his eyebrow in perfectly villainess fashion and asks Isaac, "What's your problem?"

Stiles is just confused they seem to have some kind of discussion that he doesn't understand. Ethan lays his hand calmingly on his arm and whispers, "They are just being stupid. Just let them."

Stiles tries to calm himself, but Ethan's stroking thumb is pretty distracting. Instead of answering Aiden's question Isaac now turns his glare to Ethan, he looks really mad, Ethan just looks back calmly without moving his hand. Isaac pushes Scott in his rips who had been in a discussion with Kira, and says, "Aren't you going to do anything?"

Scott just looks confused, sometimes Stiles finds it really amusing that the fact that he has alpha powers now didn't really help his grasp on situations. Not that Stiles is getting what is going on right now. Isaac glances significantly to where Ethan's hand is stroking Stiles's bare arm. Scott still seems to be confused, "What? We heard them this morning, I don't see the problem here, Stiles can take care of himself, can't you?" He asks Stiles and Stiles grins, sometimes Scott just says the things that confirm his status as best bro for life, "Yeah no problem here, don't really know what crawled up Isaac's ass."

And Aiden is laughing again; he seems to know something that eludes the rest of them.

Isaac just stands up and leaves with an annoyed huff.

Stiles concerned, "Do you know what is up with him? Did I do something?"

Scott waves with his hand, "Nah, he is just moody today and you know pack meeting tonight."

Stiles just nods and lets his knee touch Ethan's this closeness touching thing is weird, his hormones are running wild, but it isn't completely like he expected it to be. He always thought when he would be with someone it would feel magical like the description in books this felt good he was giddy and happy but he also was aware of the looks they got and the weirdness Isaac's leaving left behind.

Stiles is the first at Derek's for the pack meeting, not even Derek is in sight, well that's not too bad, Stiles wanted to go through his DVDs anyway. While he skims the nice collection of Martial Arts and Marvel films someone creeps up on him. He just ignores it, he is used to the werewolves' weird behaviour.

A hand suddenly skims his arm softly and he jerks away and turns. Creepy Peter naturally, Stiles just catches how Peter's uncanny smile falls when he sniffs the air around him.

Thankfully the arrival of Scott, Isaac and the twins interrupts them. That seems to be enough to make Derek appear from another room.

Derek, "Peter don't scare the human!"

Ethan and Isaac both take a step towards them at the same time.

Peter just ignores them, "Did you know that our Stiles has spent a bit of touchy time with this one." He points at Ethan with disgust.

Derek cocks his eyebrow at Stiles. Stiles blushes. And Peter snatches his arm where Ethan stroked him just hours ago and starts to touch it at the same place. His heart speeds up in fear, Ethan growls and almost jumps Peter, but Isaac is faster he pushes Peter away so hard that he leaves a tent in the wall and stands in front of Stiles, "Don't ever!"

Stiles is completely perplex he can feel the stares of everyone else on them but he can't stop concentrating on Isaac's back, he breathes heavily as to contain his anger. Stiles never thought that Isaac would do something like that for him. He just mumbles, "Thank you."

Isaac turns slowly and looks him in his eyes; he seems surprised by Stiles's words. Suddenly Ethan is by his side and lays his arm over Stiles' shoulders giving Isaac a suspicious glance before asking, "Are you okay?"

-Isaac's POV-

After a hideously awkward pack meeting Isaac finally sits in the car with Scott, as soon as they are out of listening range Scott asks, "What the hell was going on with you today?"

Isaac huffs and tries to ignore his inquiring glance. To be honest he has no idea. He just knows that he can't stand Ethan being close to Stiles. He doesn't want to say that out loud he knows how it would sound and with the weird shifty sexual identity thing his friends seem to have going on he doesn't want them to suspect anything. Because he is not gay!

He is slightly annoyed that Stiles is, he knows he shouldn't be, he accepts Danny, maybe even Ethan before today. But Stiles, maybe they weren't friends but close enough and now…

His father would have got a hissy fit just from knowing that he sat on the same table with someone who is gay that he may want to be friends with someone like that… Just thinking about his father's reaction stocks his breathing and reminds him of confined space, darkness and helplessness.

Scott's look grows concerned, he sniffed his fear, well at least he gets better at distinguishing emotions, Stiles would call that a win.

Fuck! Isaac has really no idea why all his thoughts today are circling around this awkward kid.

And what he did with Peter, he can't remember being so furious, ever. Maybe he dislikes Ethan's interactions with Stiles but what Peter did, how much fear he ignited in Stiles… Isaac knows the story of Peter asking Stiles if he wants the bite, but he suspects that he and maybe not even Scott know the whole story. Because that kind of panic from someone like Stiles, who faced a lot more dangerous creatures with a calmer heartbeat, that was just disconcerting and Isaac doesn't get why the others didn't get that. He will admit, only to himself, that he was glad that Ethan got also protective of Stiles and was eyeing Peter with suspicion. But he didn't have to sit as close as he did.

Isaac huffs in annoyance he can't make any sense of his own thoughts!

Scott carefully, "So you don't want to tell me what is going on?"

Isaac, "I don't know, okay? I just… I don't think that Ethan is to be trusted and Peter was acting like an asshole!"

Scott, "Yes he was, I would have intervened too if you hadn't been faster but I mean no offense man, but I didn't even know that you liked Stiles."

Isaac swallows hard, he hates this, why do people always think that he is an asshole, before the bite he was too quiet, too shy and now he is too snarky, too confident. If he would tell Scott now that he watched Stiles before his bite, that Stiles was the kid he was most jealous of, what would he think of him?

Isaac remembers seeing Stiles getting picked up by his father more than once how they obviously loved and trusted each other. And he admired the other boy for being able to speak up for himself and for having a comment for everything when Isaac couldn't even say hello loud enough for others to pick up. And maybe Stiles hadn't been the most popular one but he had always had this one trusted friend.

Yes as long as Isaac can remember he wanted to have what Stiles had. And then he got bitten and he could smell emotions and he realized how broken Stiles really was.

Sometimes, not often, he wants to hit Scott really hard for not realizing how messed up his best friend is. He knows that Derek and Peter can pick it up too, they exchange enough looks to confirm that. But Scott doesn't seem to realize it; he even mentioned Stiles panic attacks like something long past, when Isaac could smell the fear in Stiles room as if the whole room was soaked through. And maybe that is all there is to it, he found out that the person he most idolized was more broken than he ever thought and that's why he wants to keep him safe. Yes that is good reasoning he will go with that.

Later that night Isaac enters Stiles's room once again.

Stiles doesn't look as tired as the night before but he doesn't look relaxed either, he just lays there on his bed staring at the ceiling.

Isaac makes himself known, Stiles doesn't even startle this time; he just sighs.

"Anything important going on?"

Isaac shakes his head and adds, "No, it's not … I just wanted to check up and see if you are okay."

Stiles turns his head and looks at him confused, Isaac sits down on his desk chair.

Stiles, "Well, thanks for your concern, but I really don't get why checking up on me should be your duty."

Isaac looking at his hands, "Someone has to, and since no one else seemed to get what was going on."

Stiles looks at him suspiciously, "What was going on?"

Isaac, "I mean Peter, he … he did something didn't he?"

Stiles sits up abruptly, "No matter what, that is not your concern!"

Isaac still looking at his hands, "I know … I just know that feeling, but I mean if you want to talk about it, I can promise that I would never tell anyone if you don't want me to."

Stiles, "What feeling do you think you know?"

Isaac looks up and directly in Stiles' inquiring eyes now, "I know that feeling of sheer terror and helplessness you get when someone who has tortured you before gets close."

Stiles exhales shocked and moves closer so that their knees almost touch, "I am sorry! I didn't mean to… it's not the same with Peter, it was only one time and it's not as if he hurt me … very much. It's just he, he proposed stuff that was disturbing, I am overreacting, I know!"

Isaac can't help himself he leans in and lays his hand on Stiles' knee it should be comforting, it feels awkward, "No! You are not overreacting, I see how he looks at you how he … smells, I don't want to disturb you, just, I have a pretty good idea what he wants from you."

Stiles shudders visibly, "He is such a creep!"

Isaac smiles, "Agreed"

Suddenly the feeling in the room shifts and Stiles looks from Isaac's hand into his eyes and unconsciously licks his lips. Isaac can't help but look at these lips, because these lips have always been fucking distracting. And another thought he definitely shouldn't have.

He jerks back fast and says, "Well if you don't want to talk about it any more I will just leave you alone."

Stiles looks at him in thought while Isaac moves to the window.

Before he is out Stiles asks, "Why do you dislike me being with Ethan so much?"

Isaac curses under his breath, "I … I don't really know, okay? It's just … we can't trust him, he shouldn't be so close to you!"

Stiles nods slowly and a sad little smile forms on his lips, "I think I get that, but I mean what should I do, he is nice, he is hot and he is interested, I mean how often will I get a combination of that?"

Isaac looks at him astounded, he already knew that Stiles had lower self esteem than most people thought but this, this is just stupid how could someone that is as intelligent as him, someone who made himself indispensible to a werewolf pack say stuff like that. And what the fuck with these sinful lips and graceful hands he would just need one visit to Jungle to have his next boyfriend, not that that thought sat comfortable with Isaac.

"You are stupid! I mean you are the smartest person I know, but you are still dumb as hell. Ethan is for sure not the only one out there, who would be interested, and anyway the question should be do you want to be with him and not is he the only one who wants you."

Stiles looks at him like a deer caught in headlights, "Okay, yes maybe I have to think a bit more about that … thank you. Anyway you know Lydia too."

Isaac just smirks, "I stand by my statement." And he is gone.

-Stile's POV-

The next day Stiles is tired again; he didn't get a lot of sleep the last night but this time not because of nightmares. No Isaac confused him, what was he getting at? Stiles is sure that the other boy isn't interested in him, but still he acted kind of like he cared. And Stiles is self-aware enough to realize that his attraction to grumpy gorgeous looking werewolves has been including Isaac for a while. Derek is now more like a big brother anyway. Stiles just thought that Isaac didn't like him, that doesn't seem to be true though. If it were, he wouldn't care so much or would he? And that was the circle his thoughts took all night long, with some happy replays of the smack that Peter's body made when he hit the wall.

Stiles always thought that when he finally had someone to date he would be solely dedicated to that person, with some special time for Scott naturally, but now he isn't even sure if he should go to Ethan or to Scott and Isaac. He feels like he is drawn in two different directions.

He walks over to Scott, and not because of Isaac, but because that is what he does every day.

He leans against the locker and asks, "Any conclusion if they are in the pack yet?"

Scott looks at him confused, "Well that depends on what you think, doesn't it?"

Stiles also confused, "What?"

Scott looks at Isaac, "I thought you explained it to him."

Isaac mutters to the ground, "I might not have expressed myself very well."

Scott shakes his head, "Anyway, you will asses them and then tell us what you think, if you trust them I trust them too, if you don't, well you get the gist."

Stiles can't help but grin suddenly and embarks in an epic hug of Scott, "Ah man sometimes you truly deserve being my BFF."

Scott huffs, "Only sometimes?"

Isaac grins at them both, Stiles looks up from his hug at Isaac, and their eyes meet, Isaac's smile gets more intimate and Stiles has to bite his lip to hide his own shy smile.

As soon as they break their hug Scott looks around, "Did Ethan just walk by?"

Stiles looks at him questioningly.

Scott, "Well you just smelled like, you know."

And Stiles gets red like a tomato, "I need to run, don't want to be late for Math." He avoids looking at Isaac.

The next two days consist of a lot of ducking to keep the time he has to spend in speaking distance with Isaac to a minimum, on the positive side he and Ethan have talked more and it seems that the other one isn't only really hot but also interesting, and their hate for Math is equally deep. Ethan kept touching him, it has been weird they seemed to have jumped right from okay we want to go out with each other to being together, without even having a date before. But Ethan talked to Stiles about that yesterday after school, he explained that since werewolves could smell emotions a lot of them just went with the unconscious response of their vis-à-vis.

So his unconscious response is obviously that he likes the touching part and that is fine with him, but also a bit scary, because Stiles feels as if he never gets the chance to say he wants something in this relationship because his body answers before he even realizes.

And now he is standing in front of a pile of his t-shirts and can't decide what to wear. Because despite everything that already happened this would still be his first date with Ethan and he wants to leave a good impression not that he seems to have to. Ethan seems to like him anyway, not that Stiles really gets why. And for once that is not because of some low self-esteem issue but because of the fact that he isn't his funniest or even normal self around Ethan. He always gets self-conscious and weirdly silent. And if that is what Ethan likes?

Ah Stiles is getting crazy here, with nightmares and stuff like first man-to-man kisses he didn't get any sleep last night again. Because after their weird talk Ethan kissed him, which was nice, it felt good. Ethan had been gentle about it, had taken his head into his hands and slowly opened his lips with his tongue before darting inside. It was nice and Stiles's body wanted more that much was obvious that was probably why Ethan left grinning. But if Stiles is honest with himself he has to admit that he isn't sure if he really wants more. Yes he said often enough that he wants sex, that he finally wants to loose his virginity and that still stands, but this, he is not sure if this is working for him. One thing he knows about his obsession with Lydia, no matter how ill advised and useless it was, was that it had been romantic. Maybe it had just been a phantasy, yes, but it had been the way he wanted it to be. It still is what he wants, maybe not with Lydia, or a girl per se, but he still believes in being swept away and being fiercely unconditionally in love. And Stiles is beginning to see that that really is not what he feels for Ethan and okay it has only been four days since this whole thing started, but he should feel a bit more romantic attraction shouldn't he? Stiles lets himself fall into the pile of shirts on his bed while grunting frustrated.

His father knocks carefully before letting himself in, "I am sorry son, but I couldn't help overhearing a sound of discomfort?"

"Oh my god! Have you been reading parental guidebooks again?"

His father smiles and sits down on his desk chair, "Nah, Jeff from work just keeps talking about all these 'right' ways to talk to teenagers."

"Please tell Jeff that he shouldn't start giving you tips before his daughter gets to know a few werewolves and starts dating one of them."

"What?"

"Argh, I didn't mean to… I think I have to tell you something."

Slowly Stiles sits up and looks his father in the eyes, for once he doesn't mind that he talked too much, because he doesn't want to have secrets from his father anymore and he already thought a lot about how to tell him.

"I think, I mean I know that I probably am, no I mean definitely am at least bisexual."

His father waves with his hand in a gesture as to continue, "Yeah got that, no problem with that, but which werewolf are you dating?"

Stiles stares at him disbelievingly before his face breaks into a grin, his father is awesome!

"Don't worry about that, I don't think it will go on much longer."

"And why would that be?"

Stiles fiddles with his hands nervously, "Do you remember when you told me about how it was when you first met mom, how everything stood still and even fighting felt like something new and exciting?"

His father nods.

"Well it doesn't feel like that, not that we ever fought, but it just … I always believed that it has to feel like, I don't know, more."

"I am proud of you son, not a lot of teenagers admit to themselves that just because they are slightly attracted to someone it doesn't mean that they should be together."

"So you don't think I am overreacting and like want too much?"

His father hugs him fiercely and says, "You can never want too much, you will find the person that makes your heart shudder, that lets the butterflies loose and that is worth fighting for and with."

And with that his father leaves him to his initial outfit dilemma.

-Isaac's POV-

Isaac isn't sure what he is doing here. Everything is wrong now!

Just a week ago he thought about taking Allison to Danny's rave and continuing their awkward flirting, and now ah! He can see Allison standing close to the DJ console getting talked up by some guy with paint in his face and the only feeling that steers up is slight annoyance. He has no clue what happened between then and now that had such an impact on his feelings. Okay he gets that this rave can't get him excited anymore since it started that whole Ethan and Stiles thing but it shouldn't have had such an influence on his thing with Allison. But it is probably better like this anyway, this way he won't compromise his friendship with Scott.

Without his permission his eyes search for Stiles in this crammed room. His whole body is prepared to see him dancing way too close with Ethan, what he sees instead surprises him.

Stiles is leaning against the wall close to the balcony wistfully watching the crowd. Ethan dances with some guy on the other side of the room. Before he even realizes Isaac is on his way to Stiles.

Finally after way too many people tried to dance with him Isaac is standing next to Stiles, "What happened with Ethan?" he screams over the music.

Stiles shakes his head gesturing to his ears and screaming "Can't hear you!" he then gestures to the balcony door, and Isaac follows him outside, closing the door behind them.

Stiles leans onto the balustrade gazing into the night smiling calmly while taking a sip of his beer, "It's nice out here!"

Isaac looks at him contemplative, he has rarely seen Stiles like this, so calm and thoughtful.

Stiles turns and now looks directly at Isaac, calm smile still in place, "You were asking something?"

Isaac nods slowly, he has a weird lump in his throat, it seems hard to breath out here, "I just, I saw that you weren't with Ethan."

"Ah that, well as it turns out we are not that good of a match after all, nothing bad just no butterflies."

Stiles grins at him and turns again, admiring the view.

And Isaac is suddenly furious, how does Stiles do this, say the simplest things that would sound awkward and weird if other people said them and just sounded utterly sincere with him? And how could someone who had been through so much, who had such big self-esteem issues, be such a fucking romantic? And why the hell did he tell Isaac that, and why does he care, why is he still standing here staring at Stiles's back and not inside glaring at whoever Allison is with, why doesn't he care what Allison does, but still gets angry to a fault if he thinks of Ethan touching Stiles?

Suddenly Stiles turns and gestures his beer in his direction, "Do you want some?"

Isaac looks at the beer dumbly and then just takes it, which means he has to get closer to Stiles, which means he can finally really smell him, and a weird tension he didn't know he had leaves him when he smells Stiles without an overlay of Ethan. He takes a sip of beer when he realizes that he can taste Stiles on the bottle, that he can taste the slight pepperminty, grassy, airy essence that is Stiles. He gives the bottle back abruptly and steps back.

Stiles stares at him, "Everything okay? You seem a bit freaked tonight."

Isaac tries to nod, but his hands are balled to fists and Stiles just makes him so angry sometimes, how can he be so confusing?

"You are just… I don't get you, just days ago you thought you were attracted to him and now you decided 'no, not enough'?"

Not really what he wanted to say, but way better than the truth.

Stiles looks at him surprised, "I thought you would be thrilled! I didn't say that I wasn't still attracted to him" Isaac has a hard time keeping his growl in "but that doesn't mean that I want to be with him, I am not in love with him, I don't even have a crush on him, that can't be a good start for anything. And Ethan agreed, he said that I was a nice pastime but that if he was honest he still had feelings for Danny. So everything's good."

Isaac heard the little flutter when Stiles mentioned Ethan's agreement, and again he gets angry this time not at Stiles.

"He hurt your feelings."

Stiles stunned "What the hell! Yeah okay, but I ended it, so I wasn't any better, and why do you care anyway?"

Isaac just ignores the question; "You didn't start something while having feelings for someone else so he was in the wrong obviously!"

Stiles suddenly blushes, and Isaac is getting confused, he doesn't know what he said that could have such a flustering effect on the other teen.

Stiles swallows hard, "Well, I mean, maybe not a definite … not that it is important or any of your business, but I mean I just took Ethan up on his offer because he asked, I mean before, it was not like Ethan was on my thoughts when I thought about guys I was attracted to."

Isaac is stunned that is way too honest and he isn't completely sure if he wants to know where Stiles is going with this, he is feeling slightly panicky and has the hunch that if this continues they can't go back to the comfortable place between like and dislike they are inhabiting now.

Stiles smiles awkwardly, "Sorry I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, do you want to go back in?"

Isaac nods and follows Stiles back to the party and loud music, he has no desire to be in this crammed room, but at least it stops him from thinking too much.

-Stile's POV-

Stiles is sitting at his desk chair and staring annoyed at his phone, as if Scott's text would change if he stares hard enough.

Yes Stiles gets that Scott wants to spend time with Kira, but he really thought that he would get some time with his buddy after Allison before it all started again.

Cinema alone is really not the same and he won't go with his father, not again. And even if he is on friendlier terms with Derek now he can just imagine the look of disbelieve he would give him if Stiles called him without a life or death threat on his hands.

He could text Isaac.

Stiles looks at his phone questioningly as if it has the answer. He probably shouldn't but still, they have been friendly with each other, and Isaac seems okay if he isn't smirking or looking at Stiles as if he is the stupidest person in the room. Okay maybe the smirking is kind of sexy. And that's why it isn't a good idea to text Isaac!

Still he doesn't want to spend his Sunday alone in his room and he really wants to watch the movie, so he just texts a non-committal 'Wanna go see the new Thor movie at six?' before he can think too much about it.

And then he stands up to take a shower or maybe make a sandwich, anything to not look at his phone constantly; before he is even out of his room it vibrates.

Isaac's answer is as short as his text, 'Sure, meet you 5:45 in front of the cinema.'

Stiles can't help his smile, he knows this doesn't mean anything, he knows that Isaac isn't gay and wouldn't be interested even if he were, still they are on their way to being friends and that feels good, that feels better than the maybe relationship he had with Ethan. And that is a thought he shouldn't have. He shakes his head quickly and goes to take a shower, no shame in not wanting to stink for a friend.

-Isaac's POV-

Stiles is standing in front of the cinema hands in his pockets, the nervousness exudes him in waves. He looks kind of cute as he walks up and down biting on his lower lip. No not cute, wrong adjective here! Boys are not meant to be cute, girls are. This is a bad idea, but when Isaac got the message he just couldn't find any good reason not to go, he wanted to see the movie had even talked with Scott about it and he had already decided to not appear so grumpy anymore. So just turning around and leaving Stiles here isn't an option unfortunately.

"Hi, hope you didn't wait long?" It is 5:47 even if Stiles would say yes it would be his own fault.

"Nah, just arrived." He answers with a charming smile on his lips. Isaac should start bumping his head against the wall if he continues thinking such stupid things.

They buy their tickets in silence and sit down in the cinema; obnoxious advertisements start to play and Stiles hums along almost every jingle. Isaac can't help but stare at the annoying teen.

Stiles looks up at him suddenly self-aware and blushes, "Sorry! I just, I forget that I do that."

"So you always do that, even when you are with Scott?"

Stiles looks at him confused, "Yes, why?"

"How does he bear it?" Isaac says before he really thinks, well there goes his resolution to be nicer.

Stiles angrily now, "You didn't have to come, you know! And just so you know Scott thinks I am a delight."

"And the reason he isn't here right now would be…?" Okay this is getting out of hand, just because having Stiles so close by is making his whole body tense, doesn't mean he has to lash out like that, especially since he knows why Scott isn't here.

Before Stiles can answer the movie starts, the tension between them is still palpable.

But thanks to Stiles short attention span and love for Loki, he soon starts to grin, laugh and even talk again.

And Isaac for once doesn't mind, he can't help himself but he finds Stiles's comments quite funny, sometimes he can't even stop a chuckle from escaping his lips.

"Yeah, sure walk around alone in an abandoned warehouse with a physical anomaly, you know Natalie Portman went to Harvard she would never act so stupid in real life!"

"Oh my god how can someone have so many muscles, I mean that doesn't even look healthy anymore, not that Henry Cavill's man-boobs weren't at least as weird."

"Loki! He is the best! We all need a movie just with him, he could possess me any day."

Stiles smiles when they leave the cinema.

"Well that was great! What did you think?"

"It was good, at least what I could hear over your constant commentary."

Stiles continues smiling, "Yeah sure, don't think I couldn't hear you laugh, you think I am hilarious admit it!"

And Isaac can't help but smile, "Don't think too much about yourself, just because some of your references may have been slightly amusing."

Stiles jumps around and laugh "You think I am funny! Isaac the silent grumpy werewolf thinks I am funny!"

Isaac smiles down at Stiles, "So from all your commentary I got that you prefer Loki?"

"Oh yeah, oh my god who wouldn't? The movie had way too few scenes with him!"

"Don't you find him, I don't know, a bit too pale and scrawny I mean compared to Thor?"

Okay Isaac knows what he is doing right now, but he can't help himself, he always had a suspicion that Stiles was into Derek, but if he is into Loki then maybe…

Not that it mattered not that he would want him to be …

Stiles blushes slightly and mumbles, "Nah, you heard my comments I really think that Thor is too much, I mean not bad to look at, just a bit much. Loki has something graceful with his aura of superiority and his smirk."

Isaac watches Stiles as he talks while staring at his feet. He has heard Stiles complain about his unreadable smirk more than once.

They both start talking at the same time.

Isaac, "Well, I will just …"

Stiles, "Do you want to grab … "

Stiles laugh awkwardly while stroking his hand through his hair, "I mean yeah it's late, we should just go home."

Isaac nods keeping his mouth firmly shut, he knows that it would be a bad idea to go grab something with Stiles, either he would insult him again or he would just get more confused.

Back at Scott's house, he can't bring himself to call it home yet, he goes straight to his room and closes the door maybe with a bit too much force. Scott doesn't seem to care and just walks in.

"How was the movie?"

Isaac just nods his head buried in his pillow, which means Scott probably didn't see him. He sits up in annoyance, "Fine, not as good as Avengers though."

"Obviously, no Black Widow and no Captain America!"

Isaac roles his eyes. Loving Captain America, could Scott be more the squeaky-clean hero type. He personally prefers Batman.

"So how did it go with Stiles, you didn't murder each other that is good I guess."

Isaac huffs, "What exactly is it you think of me? Do you think I would have gone to the cinema with him if I hated him like you seem to think I do?"

Scott looks at him surprised, "You can't blame me for thinking that, didn't seem like you two were friendly with each other in the past."

"Okay, maybe you are right, but we are good now, we had a good time."

Scott grins, "That's great! So we can all hang out together!" with that he finally leaves Isaac alone in his misery.

Because now he wouldn't have any excuse anymore to avoid Stiles. And the worst part is that he can't think of any reasons why he would want to at the moment.

-Stiles's POV-

Mondays are the worst! Mondays with Math are like torture. Stiles can't help being grumpy when he arrives at their lunch table, he was late in the morning and didn't have any breakfast yet and the cafeteria's offer looks like something already digested. He sits across from Isaac picking on his dry cheese sandwich, the most appetizing thing they had.

Isaac hands him half of his delicious looking sandwich that Mrs McCall probably provided.

Stiles looks at it suspiciously.

Isaac, "Eat, you are grumpy when you haven't eaten enough!"

It seems like the whole table stops speaking and looks at Isaac. Aiden snickers again, Ethan looks a bit pissed, Lydia has a tiny smile on her lips while Scott just looks confused.

"What? I am trying to be nicer, wasn't I supposed to!"

Stiles realizes how uncomfortable their staring is making Isaac, "Well thank you, it's great to realize that someone still has manners!"

The chatter continues again and Stiles can't help shooting suspicious glances at Isaac. He feels that something changed between them, but he isn't sure what yet.

When he finished the delicious and the dry sandwich, Ethan shoves his bag of crisps at him. He smiles tentatively at Stiles, "I am finished you can have them."

Stiles smiles back and takes them, from the side he sees that Isaac watched them and looks grumpy now.

Stiles, "We watched the new Thor yesterday, Loki was great again!"

Lydia, "I thought Scott spent his day researching stuff with Kira?" Allison looks a bit put out by that.

Isaac, "He went with me."

Ethan looks at him suspiciously, "So you and Stiles went to the cinema, just like that?"

Isaac gives him a cold stare back, "We both wanted to see the movie, so why not?"

Ethan, "Well, for one I didn't think you cared for Stiles."

Isaac smirks, "I went so that disputes that, and anyway shouldn't it be more important to you if Stiles cares for me?"

Ethan stares at Isaac angrily, Stiles can feel the start of a fight, when Danny walks by waving at them.

Isaac, "Look who it is, maybe you should stop concerning yourself with Stiles and focus your attention on people you really want."

Ethan almost growls now and gives Stiles a questioning look.

Stiles whispers, "He asked."

Thankfully the bell tells them that their lunch break is over and they are all leaving to their respective classes.

The next two days continue similar, there still lingers a weird tension between Ethan and Isaac, but they are at least not fighting. The only big thing that happens is that Ethan and Aiden get accepted into Scott's pack officially after Stiles tells him that he thinks they can be trusted. To be honest Stiles isn't completely sure, and he still didn't get a good read on Aiden, but he doesn't see a reason for the twins to work against them. And if they are in the pack Scott has a bit of control over them.

Again he is the first at the weekly pack meeting Wednesday afternoon, at least Derek is sitting out in the open tonight. He is sitting on his big couch in front of his newly bought TV.

Stiles just sits down next to him, "So a Supernatural fan are we?" Gazing at the tivoed programme that is playing. Derek looks at him with his dark gaze and continues watching. Stiles tries to keep quiet, but well he is still Stiles.

"So who do you like most, Dean or Sam, I personally think Sam is a bit whiny and Cas is the absolute best!"

"Stiles"

"Ah come on, watching TV while having company is an open invitation to talk about the TV programme!"

Derek switches off the TV.

"I didn't mean for you to do that, I can admire Dean silently too if I have to."

Derek gives him his look again, "The twins just arrived and Scott's car turned the corner."

Stiles nods, "Okay, Lydia and Allison will be here soon too, Lydia texted me before, so only Peter is missing not that that is anything to bemoan."

Derek, "He said he would be here."

A knock saves Stiles from expressing his distaste for the missing werewolf.

Derek opens the door. The twins enter quickly followed by Scott and Isaac.

Ethan smiles at Stiles, "So you are a Cas fan? I have to admit I also loved Gabriel."

Werewolf hearing is just eerie sometimes, still Stiles says euphorically, "Oh yes, he was amazing! I miss him, his gimmick episodes were great."

Isaac looks a bit glum next to Scott. Scott just smiles at Stiles, "Look you have a new friend who you can force to watch a whole season in one weekend!"

Stiles is pretty happy that the arrival of the rest of the pack interrupts any answer he should have given. Because he isn't sure if he is comfortable with being just friends with Ethan yet.

Peter leans like always way too close and sniffs, "Ah the fine odour of you without any overlays!"

Isaac shoves himself between Stiles and Peter looking gloomily at Peter.

Peter just smiles, "Ah come on you can't deny that he smells better, right this way."

So close Stiles can see that a little blush creeps up on Isaac.

Derek exhales exhausted, "Well can we start the meeting now."

Aiden, "I don't remember you being our Alpha shouldn't Scott be the one to start it?"

Derek looks at him annoyed.

Scott steps between them and says, "Stop it! No fighting we are all one pack and Derek's right we should start the meeting. Isaac had a strange experience last night, which we should discuss."

Peter "I don't want to hear about any teenage issues that happened to our little pup."

Scott and Derek growl at Peter together and Stiles stares at him angry.

But instead of again complaining about Peter's part in the pack Stiles asks Isaac worriedly, "What happened?"

Derek gestures them to sit down, and they all sit in the circle of cushions on the floor, for once Stiles takes place next to Isaac without thinking about it.

Isaac, "It's not as bad as Scott makes it out to be. There were these weird warriors that just appeared out of the shadow and then I felt unconscious and when I woke up I had this thingy behind my ear."

Stiles looks at him concerned and touches the mark that Isaac shows them. For a moment he just observes it the wheels in his head turning with questions of why and who. When he realizes that his fingers are still lying in the hair behind Isaac's ear and that Ethan and Peter are staring at him, he abruptly takes his hand away and says, "Okay let me take a picture so I can research it later."

He tries to keep his breathing under control, and not for the first time hates the heightened senses of werewolves. He can just hope his fear for Isaac and of being exposed overlays any smell the tingling feeling he got in his fingers might have caused.

He takes a picture with his phone, studying it while the others discuss how these warriors could come in and how Scott didn't hear a thing.

Stiles says offhandedly still staring at his phone already starting his research, "Isaac said they appeared out of the shadow, so how could he have seen them or heard them if they are one with the shadow?"

Everyone looks at him like he is crazy, Stiles looks up from his phone, "Come on! We have had weirder things happening. Kanima, Darach anyone? For that matter super alpha twins that merge together!"

Isaac snickers slightly and Stiles gives him a grateful look from the side. Their eyes meet and for a moment it seems like time stands still. How can someone's eyes be so blue and so intense? And Isaac is able to be so still, so concentrated, Stiles always admired him for that. Not that he has problems staying still at the moment; it feels like the air has been knocked out from him.

Peter clears his throat and the mood is gone, Stiles looks back at phone very intent on not looking up.

Peter, "He is right shadow warriors wouldn't be the weirdest thing we have ever heard of. Maybe you should ask your dad about them Allison, warriors are probably in his area of expertise."

Scott nods, "Yes that is a good idea. So anything else to discuss?"

Derek shakes his head in frustration, "Scott, we talked about it, if you accept the twins in your pack you need to redefine pack hierarchy. Or anyway define it since you haven't done that yet."

Stiles looks up confused, "Pack hierarchy?"

Isaac, "Just stuff like who is second and third in command."

Stiles, "Well what is the fuss about that, Derek is the second and you are the third in command isn't that clear?"

Lydia chuckles lightly at that but doesn't care to elaborate her amusement. Peter looks also amused. Aiden looks a bit shocked to be honest and Derek slightly pissed. Stiles really doesn't get their reactions.

Scott, "Well that sounds reasonable, doesn't it?"

Derek, "Oh my god! If you do what Stiles tells you to do then he is obviously your second in command!"

Stiles and Scott look both stunned at Derek.

Stiles, "But I am human."

Derek, "And? Hasn't hindered you before so why should it now?"

Stiles looks at Scott questioningly and Scott just grins, "Yes I like that, Stiles can be my second in command, and Derek is my third in command, that is okay with you Isaac isn't it?"

Isaac just nods.

Stiles whispers to Isaac while the others discuss some arrangements with the twins, "And you are okay with a human being above you in the pack order? I wouldn't want to, I don't know step on your tail or something."

Isaac raises one of his eyebrows, "Step on my tail really? It's not like it wasn't obvious before. You are his number one, I get that, and he is right anyway, most of the time you tend to have the better ideas."

Stiles can't help but grin proudly.

When the meeting is finally over Peter slaps him on his back hardly, "I always knew it, you will make a fine wolf one day."

Isaac just growls at him and Stiles says with a chilly undertone, "I would be more careful in your position, don't want to become an omega all of a sudden."

Isaac turns to him with a slightly concerned look, Stiles just raises his shoulders and they all leave Derek's apartment.

Scott, "Do you want to come to our place to play a bit?"

Stiles nods happily, and for the first time since this whole werewolf thing started he really feels like he belongs.