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Step by Step, We'll Get There	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: S through Z > Teen Wolf Views: 4674 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's note: It's officially not a month yet since I posted the previous chapter LOL
Thanks to the following reviewer: Sickening_pessimist (I'm posting on Archive of our Own as well under the penname SasuNarufan13)
Warnings: Hm, nothing really special that I can think of
I hope you'll like it!
Chapter 4
The ride to whatever place Theo had chosen went by in silence. As happy as Stiles had felt this morning after his talk with Derek, as uneasy he felt right now. He knew he had to power through this, try to make the best of it as he still had six months with Theo, but all he wished for was for the upcoming half year to go by as fast as possible.
The place they ended up at turned out to be the quant café which had opened its doors around a year ago. It was located in the better part of Beacon Hills and that reflected in the prices as well. Stiles had never set foot inside, both because it was on the other side of the town and because it was rather expensive and he knew better ways to spend his money.
A bell rang somewhere when they stepped inside, letting the glass door swing shut behind them. The café was already half filled with some couples, some girls chattering and letting out peals of laughter every once in a while and a businessman working on his laptop.
As they waited in line behind an elderly couple who were taking their time to decide what they wanted, Stiles looked around; curiosity peaking in spite of himself.
The walls were covered midway with wooden panels and the rest was painted a creamy white. The tables were round and made out of dark wood while the chairs were padded with a red cushion. The space was lit by fake candles hanging on the walls, though there was barely a need for those as daylight was spilling liberally through the large windows.
The display case was filled with all sorts of cakes and pastries and Stiles made a mental note never to bring his dad here. They did look rather tasty, though; he might as well try a slice of that chocolate strawberry cake now that he was here anyway.
"What do you want? My treat," Theo smiled when the elderly couple shuffled away with their coffees and apple cake.
Normally Stiles would insist on paying for his own stuff, but he still needed to refill his gas tank and the prices in front of the pastries and written on the chalkboard behind the perky barista were too high for his wallet – unless he wanted to get stranded somewhere.
Which he really didn't, so. Yeah.
"Just a coffee and a slice of that strawberry chocolate cake, please," he smiled strained, ignoring the way the barista's eyes were flicking between him and Theo intently as if she was trying to figure out whether she was serving a couple on a date or not.
Honestly if she wanted Theo, she was welcome to have him if she could convince the Council.
Theo picked up their tray before Stiles could and he nearly bit through his tongue in an effort to keep his sharp remark back. He might be an Omega, but he was perfectly capable of carrying a tray, thank you very much.
He needed to act at least civil towards Theo if he didn't want the Alpha to file a complaint with the Council, though, so instead he followed the other man towards a more secluded corner of the café, the furthest one away from the counter and the exit.
As soon as they had sat down across from each other, Stiles decided to no longer beat around the bush and asked bluntly, "So care to tell me why you chose me? No offense, but it's not like you and I have talked that much."
"Straight to the point, huh?" Theo chuckled and gently pushed Stiles' cup of coffee towards him, together with the dainty, white plate which held a thick slice of gooey chocolate cake with strawberry filling in the middle.
Stiles shrugged, cutting off a piece from the cake with his fork. "It's why we're here, right?" He gestured with the fork around them, nearly flinging the cake of it. "To get to know each other better?" He shoved the cake in his mouth before he could accidentally drop it on the floor. The flavours instantly burst apart in his mouth and it took him quite some restraint to not close his eyes and moan in bliss as the rich taste of chocolate filled his mouth.
Fuck, but this was some good cake. No wonder this place was popular despite the outrageous prices.
Theo was eyeing him oddly when Stiles looked at him, but as soon as he met the Omega's gaze, he shook his head and leant back in his chair. A faint rose hue dusted his cheeks all of a sudden and all the confidence that he'd exuded before seemed to evaporate just like that.
"It's true we haven't talked much," he admitted, sounding a bit chagrined.
How about not at all?, Stiles wanted to suggest, but he kept his mouth shut for once. His dad would be so proud of him for showing so much damn restraint.
"But I've had my eye on you for quite some time now," Theo continued, playing with the spoon in his own cup of tea.
"Then why not just approach me at school? Why go through all the trouble of the Run?" Stiles questioned bemused. Banking it all on the Run seemed like a dangerous thing to do. If Derek had caught him sooner, then Theo wouldn't even had had a chance to exert his right as an Alpha.
His chest clenched at the thought of how close he'd come to being Derek's mate from the start and he forced himself to concentrate on what Theo was saying.
"You're going to think it's ridiculous," Theo laughed softly, embarrassment colouring his voice as he looked away, seeming more interested in the empty table next to them than in the man sitting across from him.
"Try me," Stiles retorted dryly.
"My parents – they met during the Run and they always told me and my little brother how happy that had made them. It made them feel like they were destined for each other," Theo said quietly; his eyes gaining a distant sheen. "They looked so in love every time they told us that story that I – I promised myself I would have a story like theirs too one day. That I'd catch my mate during the Run too and that we'd be as happy as my parents were."
Oh crap, now Stiles felt like such a dickhead and he stifled a groan. Of course Theo would have some kind of romantic reason behind approaching Stiles only during the Run instead of asking him out at school. Of fucking course. It couldn't have been something as easy as Theo just wanting to rub it in Derek's face.
It hadn't escaped his notice either that Theo was referring to his parents in the past tense and there could only be one reason for that.
Being in the same situation with his own mother, Stiles was aware that offering platitudes as "I'm sorry for your loss." would be useless and instead he steered the conversation back to a safer place. "I still think it would have been easier if you'd just asked me on a date at school, you know. You were taking a big risk there, trusting the Run and all that."
Theo shrugged and offered him an impish smile, his eyes glittering mischievously. "No risk, no gain, right? I just decided to trust on destiny." He winked, sipping from his tea.
It burned on Stiles' tongue to correct him and set him straight about the whole destiny bullshit when he hadn't done anything to really chase Stiles, but he knew he had to play nice for now. If he didn't at least pretend to try getting to know Theo better, then it would take him much longer than six months to be with Derek.
Six months and then I'll be with Derek, he reminded himself before plastering a smile on his face and cutting off another piece from his cake. "So, what movies do you like?"
"His explanation is actually quite romantic, no?" Scott mused aloud, star fished across Stiles' bed. "That's not that bad, right?"
"So he isn't a complete douchebag, yay," Stiles retorted sarcastically, turning his swivel chair back and forth. The wheels squeaked a bit in protest, but they had been doing that for a couple of years now and they still hadn't given the ghost, so he'd be fine. Probably.
"Hey, it could be worse," Scott pointed out, turning his head to face his best friend.
Their holiday was nearly finished, but the two friends had only seen each other for the first time today since they had parted ways last week. The day after the Run, Scott and Kira had left to stay a couple of days in a cottage that Kira's family owned. The reception in that area was shit, so Stiles hadn't been able to talk to the Beta until today.
Scott had returned home late last night, but aside from the occasional yawn, he didn't show his exhaustion as he listened to Stiles rant about Theo.
"Maybe, but now I kind of feel like a dick." Stiles frowned, despising that feeling. He was self-aware enough to realise that yes, he could act like a dick a lot, but the majority of those times the other person really deserved his attitude.
Theo's reasoning for waiting until the Run made acting like a dick more difficult, given that his reason was attached to his parents' memory. Even Stiles wasn't such a jackass that he would make fun of a loved one's memory.
Sometimes having a conscience really sucked balls.
"Well, you didn't laugh right in his face," Scott spoke comfortingly, giving him an optimistic smile. "That has to count for something! It's not your fault you're not into him."
"Still doesn't make this whole thing easier," Stiles grimaced, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"Maybe not," Scott allowed; his smile dimming a bit. "But it's only six months. After that you'll be free to be with Derek, so just concentrate on that, okay?"
"I guess," Stiles sighed before deciding to be a gracious best friend and asking, "So, what have you and Kira been up to when you were gone?"
Scott had listened to him ranting about Theo, the least he could do was listen to Scott wax poetry about his girlfriend for the umpteenth time – even if his gushing would last a whole lot longer than Stiles' whining had done.
But at least it would allow him to forget this whole situation with Theo for a moment, so there was that.
"You managed to catch Theo Raeken?"
The prim voice had him blinking as he resurfaced from his chemistry book and he looked up dazed. "Lydia?"
Lydia, the first and only woman he'd lost his heart to big time, stood in front of his table, looking down at him with an unimpressed look on her face. Not a surprise there.
Her strawberry blonde hair was done in loose curls today, which fell softly over her breasts. Her emerald green sweater made her eyes pop even more than her eyeliner did and her short, brown skirt showed off her long legs, which ended in a pair of high, black heels.
She was a vision of the gods and if Stiles hadn't realised a couple of years ago that they worked better as friends during a literature project – and that he would never have a shot with her – he'd probably be drooling all over himself at the sight of her.
As it was, he still swallowed a bit when she folded her arms underneath her chest, emphasising it a bit.
"You, Theo Raeken, spill," she ordered, before plunking her designer bag on the table and sliding into the chair across from him.
"How did you hear about that? School's barely started," he hissed, looking around quickly to check whether someone else was listening.
None of the others looked to be eavesdropping, though a guy – one a year younger than them – was gaping at Lydia.
"You think news like that won't travel fast?" she scoffed, throwing her hair backwards. "Please, Stiles, we're talking about Raeken here – be glad I'm the one confronting you about it and not someone else."
"There's nothing to talk about." Stiles scowled, putting the cap back on his marker. With Lydia intent on squeezing information out of him, there was no way he'd get any studying done until she was gone.
She'd also probably pierce him with her bright red painted sharp nails if she even thought for a second that she didn't hold his complete attention.
"You don't really expect me to believe that, hm?" The smile she gave him was dangerously sharp and for a very brief moment her eyes flashed blue; her animal side breaking through the surface.
"Okay look." He raised his hands in surrender and sighed. "If I had had my way, I wouldn't be with Theo at all. But those stupid Run rules have basically shackled me down for the next six months."
That had her calming down and she leant forwards; irritation making way for interest. "You're interested in someone else?"
"Yes, and he had actually caught me before Theo showed up," he replied sourly, running a hand through his hair. "He used his Alpha Status to get the other one to back down."
"The one you want is a Beta then?" she asked knowingly and there was a flicker of sympathy stirring in her eyes.
For all that she could be quite ruthless, she was capable of showing sympathy – if she deemed you worthy of it, that was. Fortunately for Stiles he had gone from being considered nothing but an annoying pest to an actual friend of hers. He still wasn't quite sure how he had managed to inflict that particular change.
Maybe it was because he had realised that she was more than just a pretty girl and once he had got to actually know her, he had acknowledged that they would never work out romantically. Not in this lifetime anyway.
"Yeah, he is," he admitted, twirling his marker between his fingers. "And you know how the rules of the Run work."
"I do," she murmured, crossing her arms on the table. Lucky girl that she was, she had been exempt from taking part of the Run, because she already had a mate. "You got an idea as to why Raeken is interested in you? I didn't hear about him approaching you before."
"That's because he didn't," he said wryly. "He told me it's because his parents met during the Run and he wanted a romantic tale like that too."
She tilted her head to the right. "So what are you going to do now?"
"Be civil to him, wait out the six months and then I'll go be with the one I'm actually interested in," he explained bluntly.
She pursed her lips. "Sounds like a decent plan."
"But? You sound like there's a 'but' coming," Stiles demanded, narrowing his eyes slightly.
"Just be careful," she cautioned him, rising up from her seat. "You might not be interested in Raeken, but plenty of others are and there are quite a few of them who are not happy now."
"They're welcome to have him," he said irritated, throwing his marker down. "Be my guest, I'd say!"
She clucked her tongue. "Don't let them get to you," she advised him before picking up her bag again. "To be honest, though, you could have done worse than Raeken." She smirked and walked away; her high heels clacking sharply against the floor.
"I could do a whole lot better too," he muttered underneath his breath, grabbing another marker from his pencase. "What are you looking at?" He glared at the brunette who was practically gawking at him for some reason.
She glowered right back, but retreated behind a row of bookcases. He wondered whether she was one of those people Lydia had just warned him about. He couldn't think of any other reason why the girl – who he had never met before – would be staring at him now.
Well, if she and all the other fans of Raeken just kept it to foul looks, he figured he'd be fine.
"What are you doing?" Stiles asked blankly when Theo smoothly slipped into the seat next to him, placing his own lunch on the table.
The other man quirked an eyebrow, looking at him amused. "Sitting with my mate, what else do you think I'm doing?"
Seriously? Stiles frowned. "You do realise that we're not officially mates, right? Only after the six month period is over and we both agree to keep going." Which I won't, he added mentally.
"Not officially, no, but this period is also meant to get to know each other better, remember?" Theo smiled, looking a bit smug. "Nothing wrong with sitting together at lunch and getting to know your friends, right?"
Stiles automatically caught Scott's eyes, who shrugged at him helplessly. Damn, he supposed he didn't really have a choice. Well, he supposed there was nothing wrong with getting to know each other better. Maybe he'd even be able to consider Theo a friend at the end of all this.
"I suppose so," he agreed reluctantly before waving haphazardly at Scott and Kira. "This is Scott, my best friend, and Kira, his mate. Guys, this is Theo."
"It's nice to meet you," Kira smiled, holding out her hand. Her long, dark hair was into two braids today and she absently swept them over her shoulders.
"Nice to meet you too," Theo smiled back, shaking her hand, before shaking Scott's. "So you two are mates, huh? From before the Run or during?"
"From before," Scott grinned, instantly adopting that stupid, dopey look he always had on his face nowadays whenever he had the chance to talk about Kira. "I met her five months ago when she brought in an injured kitten to the vet – I work part time there."
"And you instantly clicked?" Theo asked curiously, absently stirring his fork through his mashed potatoes.
Scott and Kira shared a look and they both grinned; Kira blushing even a little bit. They were being so ridiculously adorable, it made Stiles want to vomit.
"Pretty much, yeah," Kira told him, smiling widely. Her blush deepened a bit when Scott wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "I kept going back there to check on the kitten and we started talking to each other and I don't know, it's just clicked, you know?"
"It really did," Scott agreed enthusiastically, dropping a kiss on her cheek.
Stiles wrinkled his nose at the sight, but couldn't find it in him to be really annoyed. His best friend was obviously really happy and Stiles was happy for him – but it wouldn't hurt if they toned down the whole lovey-dovyness just a bit. He felt like he was watching one of those ultra-cheesy romantic movies on repeat and let it be known that he'd never been quite fond of movies like that.
He also didn't want either of them to give Theo any stupid ideas like wrapping his arm around Stiles or god forbid, kissing him. All right, maybe he'd allow the arm part just to prove he wasn't actively sabotaging the whole process, but he drew the line at kissing. He still had the right to some boundaries.
"So you think you're going to stay mates?"
Theo's question drew Stiles out of his thoughts and he blinked, focusing back on the conversation going on around him.
"Yeah, I really think so," Scott answered and this time the dopey smile on his face was gone, replaced by a softer one aimed at Kira, who smiled equally as soft back, her dark eyes glittering.
Hm, maybe Stiles should be thinking about how he would write his best man's speech – because there was no way Scott wouldn't choose him as his best man – because clearly Scott and Kira were more serious about their relationship than he had expected.
Not that he had thought it was just a whim, because his best friend wasn't like that, but he hadn't realised they were this serious about their relationship either. He didn't think he could be blamed for that, though, considering they had only been together for four months so far.
"Must be nice to be so certain of that," Theo murmured and his tone was so wistful, Stiles didn't dare to look at him.
Fortunately for the Omega, Kira decided to be merciful – whether she did that on purpose or not, that didn't matter – and asked, "So how did your chemistry test go, Stiles?"
He gave her a deadpan look, even if he was secretly happy about the change in subject, and replied sarcastically, "It went amazing, how could it not with Harris as a teacher?"
She grimaced, wrinkling her nose. "That bad?"
Harris was like the bogeyman out of the scary stories. Every student, no exception, hated his guts and the feeling was quite mutual they were all sure of that. Harris seemed to thrive on the misery of his students and appeared to be in a competition with himself about how hard he could make each test.
If you loved chemistry before you had him as your teacher, you would develop a burning hatred for it just because it became associated with Harris. He was just that miserable and awful as a teacher.
Frankly Stiles wasn't certain how the man was still working here, given the fact that many people complained his tests were unfair and impossibly difficult on purpose and the failing grade was exceptionally high compared to the other classes.
Why the man had even accepted a job as a teacher when he clearly loathed the profession would remain a mystery for the ages.
"I should normally pass it," Stiles said, pursing his lips. "I studied with Lydia and when I went over the answers with her afterwards, she had the same ones, so."
Nobody dared to fail Lydia Martin, not even the infamous Harris. Meaning if Lydia passed the test, Stiles would too, given that they had written down the same answers. Even Harris wasn't so stupid as to deliberately fail a student while passing another one when the proof was literally there on paper. Not even the principal would be on his side then.
Scott groaned miserably, thumping his head down on the table. "I probably failed so badly," he mumbled against the sticky surface of the table.
"I'm sure it won't be that bad," Kira soothed him, running her fingers through his hair.
Stiles snorted and smirked, "Yeah, it will be considering he was distracted when he was supposed to be studying."
He had even warned the Beta boy that letting himself get distracted by his girlfriend's messages would come back to bite him in the butt, but of course Scott hadn't wanted to listen to him.
Scott looked up briefly to glare at him. "Some kind of best friend you are," he complained and sat up with a grunt. "Mom's going to kill me if I fail this test."
"Should have thought about that sooner," Stiles hummed, ignoring the way Theo was looking back and forth between him and Scott with an amused look on his face.
"I'll just have to make it up with the exams," Scott said determined, nodding to himself.
"Good luck with that!" Stiles couldn't help but snicker, because he knew all too well just how abysmal Scott's marks were for chemistry. He'd have to study day and night, not be in contact with Kira at all, and pray for a goddamn miracle all at once if he even hoped to have a shot at passing the class this year.
"You're supposed to be supportive, Stiles," Scott complained, grimacing. He plopped his elbow down on the table, narrowly missing his plate. "You're planning to do something before we have to start studying?"
Stiles opened his mouth to suggest they could hold a game night before they had to buckle down to study, when Theo suddenly placed his arm around his shoulder, tugging him flush against the Alpha's body.
Stiles could only freeze and stare at him in shock as he said grinning, "I thought I could take Stiles out to the park. We might as well have some fun times before the exams take over."
"The park? Oh, that sounds like a great idea! We all could get together and play some frisbee," a female voice suddenly piped up behind Stiles. "What do you think, babe? I think it's a great idea to relieve some stress before the exams."
"Whatever you want."
There was no mistaking the way Theo stiffened next to him and when Stiles twisted around in his chair, forcing Theo to remove his arm, he blinked owlishly at the three people standing right in front of him.
Isaac nodded at him politely, his ever present scarf wrapped around his neck even in this warm weather, and Boyd inclined his head silently. The big muscled guy never had been particularly loquacious. Holding his hand was his girlfriend, a blonde bombshell with bright red painted lips and a dangerous grin playing around her mouth, who listened to the name Erica.
As the four at the table stared at them, Erica winked and promptly sat down next to Stiles, tugging Boyd with her. Isaac followed easily, sitting down next to Scott.
Turning around to face Theo, she asked brightly, "So when do you want to meet up? It'll have to be somewhere next week, though, given that the exams start the week after."
And as Stiles could practically hear Theo gritting his teeth together, all he could think of was, What the hell is Derek's posse doing here?
AN2: I'm taking quite some liberties with when exactly the exams take place and when school ends for them. Just an FYI.
Please leave your thoughts behind in a review; should you spot any mistakes, please point them out to me.
I hope to see you back in the next chapter!
Cuddles
Melissa
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