Forever and Always (Sciles)

Scott POV

I know that Kara and I have both agreed to keep Thalassa's evil intentions quiet and under wraps. I understand why we have to do it. We would be caught by Thalassa and she wouldn't hesitate to kill us. Kara and I just have to sit and wait for Deaton to come up with a cure, once he knows what the love potion actually is. I get all of that. I do. I just... I'm so scared. I don't want Stiles to get hurt. It would kill me. Stiles means everything to me. I need to try and warn him about what's happening. I have to at least try. I know it won't break the love spell, but at least if Stiles knows to be cautious around Thalassa, then that will be enough for me. Kara would be annoyed if she knew what I am about to do, but if Stiles actually listens to me, then the risk might actually pay off. I've asked Stiles to meet me at my house, so we can just talk about things. I've asked him if we could still be friends, even if we aren't lovers anymore. Surprisingly, Stiles agreed to the meet up. I was kind of expecting him to say no.

I'm sitting on the sofa in my living room, staring at a wall, zoning out quite a lot. I tap my hands against my knees nervously as I wait for a Stiles to arrive. I really don't know what to expect. What I do know is that I have really missed him and it will probably be hard to restrain myself from pulling him into a hug or kissing him. If I did that, Stiles would definitely leave. I also don't want to burst into tears either because I will be hit with another wave of heartache when I realize yet again that Stiles is with Moselle now, but under a horrid love spell. That would be very embarrassing. My heart is still beating faster as I wait nervously for Stiles to arrive. The ticking from the clock in the kitchen is very loud in my ears.

Finally, I hear the familiar sound of the jeep pulling up into the driveway. I breathe a sigh of relief, glad that Stiles actually decided to come. I stand up quickly and brush myself, fiddling with my hair a little, wanting to look good. I stop what I'm doing as soon as I realize what I'm actually doing and sigh sadly. There's no point in trying to fix myself up and look the best for Stiles because he won't see it or appreciate it, thanks to the love potion. I don't think he can even see me. Not properly, anyway. He always has Moselle on his mind, clouding his thoughts and judgements heavily. The sound of the door knocking pulls me out of my wandering thoughts. I slightly jump in surprise before I rush out into the hallway and make my way to the front door. I hesitate for the tiniest fraction of a second before I reach out and grab the door's handle and open up the door to reveal Stiles standing just outside the door. For a small moment, I admire how handsome Stiles looks in those adidas shoes, black jeans, yellow shirt and black leather jacket. I mean, he always looks good, but maybe since Stiles isn't with me anymore, I'm appreciating that fact more. It's silly how life works like that. You take things for granted until they're gone and you realize that you should've appreciated things more. Maybe it's also the fact that I do really miss Stiles and I want him back in my arms again.

Stiles coughs awkwardly and I suddenly realize that I'm still staring at him. I blush in embarrassment, looking away from Stiles for a moment and rub the back of my neck awkwardly. "You wanted to see me?" Stiles asks, raising his eyebrows curiously. "Uh, yes. Would you like to come in?" I offer the merprince. Stiles shrugs and then walks on inside. I close the door behind him and we make our way to the living room. Stiles sits down on the sofa while I stay standing up.

"Okay, so... What's up?" Stiles asks me as I pace up and down the room worriedly, trying to figure out how to word this.

"Well, I don't really know how to say this. I don't want you getting angry or freaking out about it." I say as I turn back to Stiles, staring at him worriedly. He shrugs nonchalantly. "Try me." He offers casually with a small smile. It is different to the way that he used to smile at me. It saddens me to see this difference, to see that he doesn't smile or look at me with love anymore, but I push those thoughts to the side for the moment. The most important thing right now is Stiles' safety. After everything that I have learned recently, it has become clear that Thalassa does intend on killing Stiles and Moselle at some point. I'm not sure when though, but I won't even let it get near that point.