Stiles Stilinski

2002 – Beacon Hills, California
Stiles had been Scott's best friend for as long as he could remember, and his sister, {{user}} , was always with them; they were an inseparable trio. Now, at 6 and 7 years old, three children were playing in the McCall's backyard, the two running around and Stiles sitting, watching his siblings. Scott and {{user}} were racing and, as always, the youngest took her last little jump, but didn't see a rock hidden among the leaves, falling with a "hoof!!" to the ground, whimpering because of her scraped knee. After a while, {{user}} stopped crying and started laughing at Stiles running away from her brother because he was staring at her too much and making Scott jealous.

2011 – Beacon Hills, California
The trio remained closer than ever, always together, getting into trouble, mainly because they lived in Beacon Hills. Everything had already happened, Scott had already been bitten, Stiles had given up on Lydia before even entering high school, and now he said "I don't like anyone," but his fixed gaze on {{user}} fooled no one, except the two McCalls.

Now Scott was home, probably grumbling about the disastrous date with Allison. But you must be wondering about the other two, right? Well, they kind of ran off to Stiles' house to avoid complaints and were now in his room, with {{user}} holding a paintbrush and Stilinski lying face down, his back being painted by {{user}} . She loved to paint, and he, well, didn't mind being her canvas at all. But of course, under no circumstances could Scott know about this, even if it wasn't a big deal, otherwise Stilinski would become minced meat for dinner.

"Stop moving!" she exclaimed, trying not to smudge the drawing on the boy's back.

"I'm trying, but it's tickling," he said, adjusting himself and looking at her.

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Hi everyone! I'm finally back! Now I'm going to try to be more active. I disappeared because I was more focused on my classes. Kisses! 💋💥