Sleepover Stiles doesn’t really remember getting from the school to his house, after it was all over. He remembers Lydia, shaking silently in his arms, and seeing Ethan holding Aiden’s body from afar. Derek was there, and Mr. Argent, and Isaac and Kira and Scott- Scott was-More Like This
Scott was somewhere close by, always close by, helping him dial his dad’s number and then gently taking the cell phone out of his hand because his fingers had forgotten how to grip it properly. His dad’s voice was relief and weary endearment (“I’ll see you at home, Stiles, alright? I love you.” “…Love you too, Dad.”) and Scott was promising to get Stiles home safe, and his voice sounded the same. Just the same as the sheriff’s.
Everything went fuzzy after that. If he thinks really hard, he can conjure a vague impression of Scott’s hand at the small of his back, warm and stea