Fanfiction: Teen Wolf: Open The Door Because I'm Coming In: Chapter 02
Open The Door Because I'm Coming In
Title: Open The Door Because I'm Coming in
Category: Teen Wolf
Genre: Drama/ Romance/ Smut
Rating: M
Warning: Slash m/m
Paring: Jackson/Stiles, mentions of Danny/Brad
Summary: Derek gave Jackson the bite, with the change comes something he didn’t expect. He can smell it all around town; it’s sweet, the sweetest thing he has ever smelled. He can’t seem to get a lock on it; it shows up pretty much everywhere. He finally finds it when school starts back up, and is surprised but pleased to find that that alluring scent belongs to one Stiles Stilinski. He’s going to claim the teen and make him his. However Scott has a problem with this, as does Lydia.
Disclaimer: I own no one and nothing
A/N: I don’t know too much about werewolf lore or anything so I just made it up as I went along and added a little of what I’ve seen in movies and such. So if that bothers you, then you should not bother reading.
Special thanks to Laraneia for betaing!
Thanks to all of you who reviewed! It’s fantastic to see what you think.
Chapter 02
“Stiles, I need you to distract Allison during lunch” Scott said the next day as he walked up to his friend as he was putting books in his locker between third and fourth period
“Why?” Stiles asked, turning to give his friend a confused look before sorting through his books.
“Because I have to take care of something.” Scott told him, glaring at the raised eyebrow he received. “I can’t tell you.” The curly haired werewolf said, receiving a glare in return.
“Then I’m not doing it. I have no desire to talk to your bipolar girlfriend.” Stiles hissed as he slammed his locker shut.
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“What do you think they are fighting about?” Danny asked as he leaned against the locker next to Jackson’s, his chocolate brown eyes lingering on the arguing friends.
“What do you care?” Jackson said , tense, he could smell Stiles on his friend even now, and it worried him.
“You were only around via text this summer, I ended up becoming friends with Stiles, and he’s not that bad once you get pass all of his annoying habits. Brad likes him too so we dragged him out with us a few times when him and Scott were fighting and he was being mopey.” Danny said piquing the blonde werewolf’s interest.
“Really?” He asked, this would work in his favor; Danny could help him out with the brunet. “Who’s Brad?” He asked with just a touch of jealousy.
“My boyfriend, you’ve meet him.” Danny said, rolling his eyes, exasperated with the blonde.
“Oh right, sorry.” Jackson said, blushing and feeling bad for not remembering him from the dance. A lot had happened that night. “You should invite Stiles to sit with us at lunch.” The werewolf said, closing his locker and glancing over at the two fighting teens, his heckles rising as he saw Scott push Stiles into the lockers.
“Fine. GOD!” The entire hall heard Stiles yell as he pushed the shorter teen away from him before stomping off, tripping a little but managing to upright himself before he hit the floor, continuing on his way to class.
“Why do you want me to do that?” Danny asked ,turning a suspicious eye on his blonde friend.
“I just want to get to know him better.” Jackson said, giving him a smile before walking off to class, leaving the Hawaiian teen still suspicious as he walked off the his own class.
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“Hey, Stiles wait up.” Danny called as he jogged towards the brunet who still had a sour look on his face from the confrontation he had with Scott earlier. “Wanna have lunch with me?” The tan skinned teen asked, giving the shorter male a bright smile.
“Sorry, I can’t. I told Scott I’d do something for him.” Stiles said, making a face, his nose scrunching up cutely.
“What are you supposed to be doing?” Danny asked, he wasn’t going to let lunch go. Jackson was up to something and he was going to find out what. The blonde had been keeping secrets all summer; this was one secret he was actually going to get to the bottom off.
“He wants me to distract Allison.” Stiles said, sounding confused by his long time friend’s demands.
“Why?” Danny asked, suspicious.
“He wouldn’t tell me.” Stiles said, pouting.
“Then don’t do it. Come have lunch with me.” Danny said, pulling him into the cafeteria. “You can’t just let him badger you into doing things.” The goalie said when he saw the quirky teen open his mouth to protest, quickly snapping his mouth shut with an audible click at the words, flushing. “Good.” The taller man said, smiling as he pulled Stiles over to the table he normally sat at, pushing him into a seat next to Jackson and taking up residence on his other side.
“Hey.” Jackson said, smiling brightly at the brunet next to him. The teen sat there, stunned, blinking at him. Jackson Whittemore had never smiles at him, he’d smirked and grinned but he’d never given a real smile even in his general direction, it was kind of breath taking. “Stiles, you alright?” The blonde asked with a little laugh, breaking him from his mental overload.
“Yeah ,I am fine. Super! Just got stuck in an infinite brain loop.” Stiles said, shaking his head to break away any leftover melting goop from being the target of that smile.
“Really? And what was it stuck on?” Jackson’s smile widened as he watched the brunet splutter, maybe things wouldn’t be as hard as he thought. Danny saved Stiles from any more freak-outs by suggesting they get lunch, the brunet readily jumped at the chance to get away from the blonde. Jackson was annoyed by this but let it pass as his friend threw him a look over his shoulder, mouthing ‘we are going to talk about this.’
Jackson smirked as he saw Allison walking past and grabbed her wrist. “What do you want Jackson?” She asked with a glare, he hadn’t been her favorite person since Scott had told her all the things he had said to him about her, not that he cared.
“Are you looking for Scott?” The blonde asked, feigning curiosity.
“Yes, do you know where he is?” She asked, her lips pursed as she pulled her wrist from his hand, and he let her. He really didn’t want her to find out what he was; she’d end up shooting at him just like she did her boyfriend. Derek had been adamant about not letting any of the Argent's onto him.
“Yeah.” He told her as he used his enhanced hearing to make sure Scott was still in Coach Finstock’s office, where he had seen him enter as he was headed to the cafeteria. He could hear the werewolf’s heartbeat and the distinctive giggle of his ex-girlfriend Lydia just as he’d suspected he would.
“Well?” Allison asked, lips pursed as she tapped impatiently on the stained tiled floor.
“I saw him heading into Coach’s office on my way here. He might still be there.” Jackson told her with a tight-lipped smile. Allison said nothing as she flipped her hair, turning and walking off. It wasn’t long before Danny and Stiles were back, the two talking animatedly about some show the quirky teen had gotten the goalie into over the summer. The werewolf just observed them, happy to be near the brunet breathing him in deeply.
When lunch ended they split off from Danny; Jackson and Stiles walking together since their next class was shared. Jackson grabbed the human’s arms, stopping him before he entered the class. “Are you doing anything later? Do you want to hang out?” Jackson asked, giving his best smile.
“Wh-What? Why do you want to hang out with me?” Stiles asked, suspicious as he hiked the strap of his book bag up higher on his shoulder.
“I just do and it’s not like your mister popular so what else could be on your social calendar.” Jackson said, not meaning it to sound so awful and regretting it the moment it was in the air. Stiles just glared at him and walked into the class room. He was well aware of where he stood in the popularity ranks, he didn’t need the blonde rubbing that in his face; Scott inadvertently pointed it out every time he ditched him.
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Stiles was just about to walk out the door when his wrist was caught by Jackson. “What?” The brunet asked, eyes narrowed, lips pursed.
“Look, I’m sorry.” Jackson said in earnest, truly regretting having upset his mate.
“Fine. Can I go now? You’re going to make me late for class and if I’m late then Coach will make me run suicides all practice.
“I really am sorry.” Jackson gritted out again, he hated apologizing. “Let’s hang out tonight; I’ll bring Danny to make sure I’m on my best behavior.” The blonde said, he really didn’t want to bring the goalie but figure it would help him get the answer he wanted.
“Why do you want to hang out with me?” Stiles asked, perplexed, he didn’t know what the blonde was up to. Something told him he could trust the blonde but he hadn’t proved overly trustworthy in the past.
“I want to get to know you better. Just say yes. I’ll come over, bring Danny and we’ll watch whatever movie you want.” Jackson told him, determined, as he watched the brunet worry his lip.
“Fine, show up around seven.” Stiles gave in as the warning bell rang before running of for his next class, Jackson watching him till he was out of sight, unworried about being late for class.
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“Thanks a lot.” Scott growled as he slammed his Stiles’s locker as he was trying to pull things from it, his eyes flashing.
“What is your problem?” Stiles asked, glaring at his friend before unlocking his locker again. Scott had been more and more aggressive as the months had passed, but he seemed to be getting worse since school started again. The brunet was starting to think that making a trip out to the Hale house to talk to Derek might actually be a good idea; if he wasn’t worried that the new alpha might actually rip his throat out he would have done it by now.
“You were supposed to distract Allison, you didn’t” The curly haired werewolf growled at him, pressing him hard against the lockers, his hot angry breath ghosting across the brunets face.
“I didn’t even see her.” Stiles said, trying to press his friend away from him, annoyed, but he wouldn’t budge. “Why did you need me to distract her anyway?” He asked again, not surprised when he still got no answer just another low growl. “Look, Scott, I have to go. I have to make dinner.” The brunet said, wiggling to the left to get away from the werewolf, Scott growled but allowed the teen to escape.
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“Stay away from him.” Scott growled as he approached Jackson leaning on his Porsche; the blonde was waiting for Danny.
“Stay away from whom, McCall?” Jackson asked, a smirk in place, his arms crossed over his chest, his wolf growling inside knowing exactly who.
“Stay away from Stiles. I could smell you on him. I don’t know what you’re up to but stay away.” Scott growled, his eyes flashing yellow and Jackson had a hard time suppressing his own wolf from showing as he was told to stay away from his mate. His!
“You couldn’t keep me away from Allison and I really only wanted her to piss you off, what makes you think you can keep me away from Stiles?” The blonde werewolf asked, smirking again. Scott opened his mouth to reply or maybe just to growl but then Danny was coming towards them and the curly haired werewolf was storming off.
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“Alright, why do you want to hang out with Stiles?” Danny asked once they were in Jackson’s room at his parents’ house, lying across his friend’s bed.
“Because I want to ma-date him.” He corrected himself from saying mate at the last minute, his friend didn’t know he was a werewolf and therefore had a mate.
“Since when do you like guys?” Danny asked, a little offended since he’d tried to hit on the Jackson when he’d first figured out that he was gay. He’d long since gotten over his crush but it still stung a little.
“I don’t. I just like him.” Jackson said, lying down by his friend, their shoulders touching,
“You’re not gay, it’s just him?” Danny asked, sounding skeptical. “This had better not be some ploy to get under Scott's skin by using Stiles.” The goalie warned, giving his friend a glare.
“It’s not, Scout’s honor.” The blonde werewolf said with a smile.
“You were never a scout.” Danny told him with pursed lips, rolling his chocolate brown eyes. “You hurt him and I hurt you.” The goalie told him, he’d become rather close with Stiles over the summer.
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“Hi, Danny.” Sheriff Stilinski said as he headed out the door just as Danny and Jackson arrived. “Jackson.” He said, sounding suspicious about the blond being at his house.
“Hi, Sheriff.” They both said in unison, Jackson giving the smile he used to give Lydia’s parents in an effort to help him win over the aging man in the long run.
“I didn’t realize you were friends with Stiles.” The Sheriff says it like a statement but they both know it’s a question and he expects it to be answered. He took the wellbeing of his only child very seriously, especially since he couldn’t be around as much as he liked with all the hours he worked.
“We just started trying to be friends.” Jackson said, hoping that would be a good enough for the patriarch of the Stilinski family. He still eyed him warily but seemed to accept the answer given and he nodded his head and let them in the house before heading to work.
“Stiles, what are you eating?” Danny asked as they walked into the kitchen to find the brunet leaned over the sink eating something fried on a stick. “I thought your dad was supposed to be eating healthier, are you trying to kill him?” He joked as he walked over, Jackson lingering by the entrance watching as juices ran down the quirky teens chin.
“He brought it home for me.” Stiles said around a mouthful using his hand to wipe up his chin before licking his palm. “It’s a fried pickle, the fair is going to be here this weekend, and he made them make me one when he went out there.” He said taking another bite. “Perks of being the Sheriff’s kid.” He said, smiling around the green and brown mess in his mouth.
“That’s disgusting and for showing me that, I get to pick the movie.” Danny told him, ignoring the brunet’s protests as he headed to the living room.
“You missed some.” Jackson said as Stiles took another bite, sliding into the spot where Danny had been leaning against the counter near the other teen. The brunet looked over him still wary as he used his palm to wipe up the juices again. “Let me.” Jackson said with a laugh, using his thumb to wipe up the pickle juice the other had missed before running his tongue over it.
“Do you just do that with everyone?” Stiles asked with a glare before he wiped his face off with a cloth, throwing the stick in the trash and leaving a gaping wolf standing in his wake. Stiles was perplexed by the blonde’s action and annoyed by the flush he felt heating up his cheeks, he’d seen the other teen do that to Lydia at least a hundred times, he’d also seen him do it to Allison, he couldn’t really fathom why he’d just done it to him though. “What are we watching?” He asked, leaning against Danny's shoulder as he sat on the couch.
“Still browsing.” Danny told him as he flipped through the movie channels, leaning his cheek against the other teen’s short, brown hair. Jackson walked in, sitting down hard on the other side of Stiles, feeling his jealousy rising as he looked at the two out of the corner of his eyes. He folded his arms over his chest, hiding his hands as he felt his claws lengthening, itching to rip the Hawaiian teen from his mate. He fought the wolf over this, averting his eyes to keep their flashing from being noticed. Logically he knew they were just friends, however logic was having a hard time getting through.
“I’m making popcorn and then we are watching Step Up 3.”Danny announced, Jackson let out a sigh as the wolf relaxed when Danny got up and headed to the kitchen. Stiles staying seated since the other teen knew his way around the kitchen.
“So you and Danny have gotten close” Jackson said with a raised eyebrow, sliding an arm around the teen’s shoulders and pulling him slightly closer once his claws had retracted.
“Yeah, we’re buddies.” Stiles said, eyeing the arm around him in suspicion as he tried to ignore the warm feeling it left in his gut.
“That’s good. He’s a good friend. Much better than other people.” Jackson said, getting a glare from the brown eyed lacrosse player. “You know I’m right.” The blonde said, watching intently as Stiles bit his lip, turning away annoyed. “He doesn’t deserve you.” He repeated his words from a few days ago, running his nose against the teen’s neck breathing him in. Stiles froze at the touch against his neck, instinct telling him not to move, to stay still, submit to the odd behavior.
Jackson pulled his face away, leaving his arm but letting it fall loosely on the brunet’s shoulders as Danny came back in with a large bowl of popcorn. The goalie gave them an odd look, the blonde smirking as the brunet sat still with wide doe-eyes. Danny dropped the popcorn bowl in Stiles’ lap, breaking him out of his shock as he pressed play on the movie.
Danny was the only one actually watching the movie. Stiles tried but he could feel Jackson watching him, it made that warmth spread but it also made him terribly uncomfortable. He hardly had any concentration or the ability to sit still when he was in to a movie; dancing wasn’t his thing and it only made it harder for him to focus. He was fidgeting, on edge, warring with the warmth that threatened to consume him throughout the entire movie.
“What now?” Jackson asked, all calm and collected and right under Stiles skin.
“We go home. I still have homework to do.” Danny told him, rolling his eyes at the blonde.
“Yeah, home work. I have a ton of homework. You must leave.” Stiles said, standing hurriedly to get away from the blonde like he was on fire; that warmth was like being on fire.
“You alright, Stiles?” Danny asked ,biting his lip to hide a smirk, he knew Jackson was making Stiles uncomfortable but he also saw the flush heating his pale friend’s cheeks, it was really only a matter of time. He trusted Jackson and he’d grown rather protective of Stiles, but the blonde didn’t seem to have any devious plan up his sleeve, maybe he’d be good for Stile’s.
“I’m super. Is it hot in here? I think it’s hot in here.” Stiles said, feeling nervous as he fanned himself with his hand, the effort having little effect on cooling him off, he felt like he was burning up from the inside.
“You look like you've got a fever, maybe you should lay down.” Jackson said, suddenly worried as the brunet broke out in a sweat, his scent smelling even sweeter, his heart pounding, pulse racing.
“Yeah, yeah, I’ll do that. You guys should go, I’ll be fine.” Stiles said, waving them towards the door.
“Call me if you need anything.” Danny said, giving him a concerned look, worrying his bottom lip, but heading towards the door, maybe the flush wasn’t for Jackson.
“Same here, anything.” Jackson said, eyes heavy as he looked at his flushed mate, resisting the urge to get closer, the slight change in his scent working the wolf up as Stiles herded them towards the door.
“Yeah, okay thanks, bye.” Stiles said as they walked out, closing the door and locking it hastily before heading upstairs to take a cold shower to try and relieve the heat.
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Jackson dropped Danny off before heading back to Stiles just to watch him, by the time he got there the teen seemed to be doing better. He was still flushed pink as he lay in bed reading some werewolf book but his heart and pulse were back to normal, reassuring the wolf that he was okay. An hour later Stiles closed his book, turned his light out and rolled onto his side curled around a pillow as he tried to get some sleep. Jackson left once he heard the brunets breathing even out as he finally fell asleep; heading to his house, his parents’ house, they were back for the week.
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T.B.C
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