Teen Wolf Fic: Agápe

 I wrote 399 words of Scott and Stiles’ relationship and ended up hurting myself a bit, so here, have a small drabble:

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Scott loves Stiles, he does, really, but sometimes… sometimes loving Stiles is a lot of work. Not just because he can be annoying and cruel or because he can lose the plot and sometimes he makes Scott feel like a dumbass but it’s…something deeper. Stiles can be hard to love because he’s wrapped in barbwire and sarcasm and clings and clings so hard you don’t realize he’s sliced you into ribbons until later. Loving Stiles is hard because it feels like an uphill struggle all the time because when you love someone you care about them, right? But no one cares less about Stiles than Stiles himself so loving him is really, really hard.

But Scott does love Stiles and so it’s okay. All of it, its all okay, no one can be perfect and they’re all still growing, you know? He just wants it stated, for the record, that sometimes loving Stiles is very, very hard work and he knows that.

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Seeing Stiles in danger never gets easier. He thought it would, it got easier to see Allison in danger after all, and Isaac, but it never gets easier to see Stiles near fighting or hear his heartbeat in the woods when there are Alphas around and something that’s killing people just waiting for them in the wings. But Allison has mad hunting skill and could kick his ass if she had to and Isaac comes with healing and claws and fangs. But Stiles…
 

Scott supposes that there’s a part of him that will always think of Stiles as that twelve year old with a busted lip and bandaged fingers standing next to him, utterly silent and still, at his mother’s funeral. Scott will always think of Stiles as the little boy who grinned up at him, one tooth missing, thanking him for standing up to the bullies and do you want to play my husband at recess time? He has a history with Stiles that he doesn’t have with anyone else and in those times when he loses track of Stiles in favor of flinging Kali away from Isaac or the trees separate them in the woods, Stiles becomes both that little boy and the silent preteen melded together in his head and it scares him. What if he gets hurt? What if he dies?

Because Scott loves Stiles and loving someone means you care about them.