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The blinds shot open, showering the room in blinding light.

"Hey son," he said, frowning at the bed. "Why is Scott in your bed?"

Stiles awoke with a start, feeling strong arms pulling him back down into bed and an eager nose warming up his neck. He turned to see a sleeping, shirtless Scott lying next to him. He took a moment to admire his friend's perfectly sculpted torso and light brown treasure trail, then turned back to see his father, squinting against the light.

"Umm, I can explain?"

"And i'm looking forward to it! But i'm late for work, and we're still busy looking for that Derek Hale. When Scott gets up, tell him I called and his mom knows where he is, and that he has a lot of explaining to do!"

"Ok dad."

Stiles' dad slipped out of the room, leaving him alone with his... well Stiles didn't know what they were, but they had all day to figure that out.

"Is he gone?" Scott whispered. "I thought you were asleep!?" "I was, until he opened the blinds. Did you sleep well?"

"Well enough that I didn't hear you come in! You should've woken me!"

Scott sighed. "I know. You look so cute when you're asleep, and I couldn't wake you."

"Why'd you do that when my dad was in the room though!"

"Has anyone ever told you how good you smell!? I couldnt resist."

Stiles rolled his eyes and let Scott pull him into a hug, smiling at the feel of his head against Scott's chest. "So what do you wanna do today? I heard the fair's in town!"

Scott kissed his partner's head, chuckling at the purring sound he made. "That sounds perfect." He made a move to get up, but Stiles whined and tightened his arms around him.

Scott chuckled, wrapping his arms around Stiles back and sitting up, pulling Stiles with him. Stiles, resigned to the fact that he had to get up, wrapped his legs around Scott and pecked him on the cheek.

"I need a shower," Stiles said. Scott grinned. "Me too."

They both got up and walked towards the bathroom, Stiles rushing in and lightly pushing his partner back. "Separate," he said sternly. Scott groaned. "But... why?"

"Cause you tricked me into getting up."

After freshening up, they walked to Stiles' car, Scott taking the keys. "You know, I was sure this was my car," Stiles commented. "Yeah, but this way you can blow me while I drive and make up for the shower," the wolf shot back, grinning crookedly. "As if. You're lucky I don't feel like driving." "Later then," Scott said, looking at Stiles intensely.

Stiles, realizing his personal wolf wasn't joking, blushed bright red and looked down.

"I didn't hear a no," Scott crooned in a singsongy voice. "Just drive." The muscular teen grinned as he complied.

Watching lush trees and forest give way to the more urban part of the town, Stiles contemplated his feelings for Scott. I really like him. That much is clear. And I like the way things are going. But what about Allison? And Lydia must think Scott has feelings for her since they kissed.. God my life is messed up.

"Hey, you've been pretty quiet...what's on your mind?"

"What are we doing Scott?"

"Well, we're heading to the fair right now, did you want to go somewhere else?"

"No, I mean, you must still love Allison, and you kissed Lydia!"

"Stiles, I kissed Lydia to make you jealous," Scott reminded him, keeping his eyes on the road. "And Allison ended things with me. I can't say we're nothing but friends, but we're getting there. And I like you a lot Stiles. Enough to risk getting caught in bed shirtless by your cop dad just to cuddle with you. I like the way things are going, dont you?"

Stiles, surprised, responded with an over-enthused "YES!"

"Good. We're here." He rushed around the car, opening Stiles' door for him.

Stiles chuckled and stepped out of the car and placed the lycanthrope's arm around his shoulders. As they walked down the courtyards of the smallish fair, they attracted a few stares, but a glare from Scott sent the would-be spectators packing. They rode the bumper cars and a couple other rides, nothing too fearsome, until they came to the other end of the setup, with the water rides. Scott looked at Stiles, whipped their shirts off, and pulled them into line.

They rode giant, steerable inner tubes that floated through waterfalls, laughing as each one watched the other get soaked. A couple rides later, as the night approached, the smaller of the two started to shiver.

Stiles looked to the right and saw the look of worry on the wolf's face.

Scott pulled him close, kissing him tenderly. "Are you stil cold?"

Stiles snapped out of his daze, grinned and pulled him close. "Nope, that definently got the blood flowing."

"How about we ride the ferris wheel! I've never been on one before!"

"Alright, but heights and me don't get along," Scott warned.

"Don't worry, i'll keep you safe," Stiles joked, only half kidding. He grabbed the young changeling's hand and pulled him through the crowd, laughing. Not looking where he was going, he was powerless to stop the foot that swept under his motoring legs, knocking him on his face and pulling Scott down with him.

"Oops," the figure snickered.

Scott's head whipped up, knowing that voice anywhere.

"So you're gay now," Jackson sneered. "I always had my suspicions."

Uh oh, Jackson has arrived! I hope you liked it! I probably wont be able to update as soon as I did this time next time. Just a warning.

Stay magical,

Sigil