Ficlet: How Do You See Me? (Part 1)
Author: on_the_ground
Title: How Do You See Me? (Part 1)
Rating: G
Pairing/s: Stiles/Jackson
Character/s: Stiles, Jackson
Summary: Stiles decides it's time to tell Jackson how he feels and what he wants.
Content Notes: Fluff, nobody is dead, future fic, mpreg.
Warnings: None
Submission Type: Ficlet
Word Count: 906 words
Prompt: #218 - Loud
Author's Notes: So difficult to write a summary. This will be part of my series "All I Saw Was You." I've finally created a community for my fiction called onthegroundfics where I hope that interaction with the readers interested in my stories will be much better than on AO3. It's a place where I'll post anything related to my series in a way I've never been able to do before. Apart from posting chapters, I'll post thoughts, polls, questions, things that remind me of my stories... just anything... that is if people join and are interested; it'd be cool to have at least five or six members but we'll see what happens. It's members only and any member has access to post, so it's not just me. If you have any doubt about it, just ask me.
Jackson is in bed reading some documents that Kane had asked him to check over for his latest case when Stiles enters the room, closing the door behind him. It’s not something they usually do, so Jackson looks at him and he doesn’t really have to pay attention to know that Stiles’s heart is beating slightly faster and sounds louder too.
“Everything okay?” Jackson asks. His black glasses were sliding down so he pushes them back in place.
“Yeah, I read him that new story he likes about the bear and he’s fallen asleep.”
“I’m not surprised. Scott says he was running around all day. Did you have a good time?” Stiles and Daniel had spent all day at Scott’s house for Andrea’s birthday. It had to be pretty crazy with so many kids from school apart from the pack.
“Yeah, Daniel was so excited and happy… it was nice to see him like that, you know.” Stiles sits down sideways on his side of the bed resting his right hand on the quilt.
“Like a normal kid?” Jackson asks.
“Yeah, just a kid with friends… playing… having cake and probably too much sugar.” Stiles smiles. “Not a kid living at his grandpa’s with a father in a coma… You think he’s forgotten what happened?”
“Honestly… I don’t know. Probably not… but if he hasn’t, he will. He’s too little. When you grow up, you forget all those years.”
“I wish you had been there,” Stiles says with sincerity.
“Me too…” but looking the way he does right now, it certainly wasn’t an option. “But I’ll be there next year. Don’t worry, there will be more birthdays.”
“Yeah, I know.” Stiles nods. He licks his lips and looks at Jackson but doesn’t say anything.
Jackson looks at his eyes, then at his mouth but doesn’t say anything either. It reminds him of one of those awkward moments when they were just friends but he could feel that weird electricity in the air. That thing that made him feel like maybe Stiles felt the same way he did.
He thinks that Stiles is going to say something but nothing comes out of his mouth. Instead, he can hear Stiles’s heart starting to beat a little faster again and then Stiles starts to unbutton his shirt slowly but he probably figures that it’s easier to do it standing so he stands up. He continues until the last button and takes it off.
His chest looks so good just with the light from the lamps on the nightstands that Jackson can’t help staring.
“What are you doing?” It sounds kind of lame but he’s honestly surprised. It’s like deja-vu… That’s something Stiles used to do before the accident… that’s not Stiles finding his pajamas and getting ready for bed.
“What do you think?” That’s Stiles trying to sound confident but not really achieving it.
Stiles unbuttons his jeans next and takes them off too. Only his briefs remain.
“Stiles…” Jackson isn’t sure what to say because he’s not sure what’s going on. Not really.
Stiles sits on the bed like he was before. “I…” Stiles hesitates. “You know… I thought we could have sex. You know, because I know you were probably waiting for me to be ready or maybe you weren’t ready after what happened but I think your wolf is used to having me back home and I know we haven’t done it in a long time… like since before the accident... So yeah, it’s like I’m an adult and I’m married and it sucks that I don’t remember a single time... so you know, if you want me, I wanna do it. I do, okay? I don’t want you to think that I’m avoiding it or something...”
Jackson smiles and closes his eyes for a second.
“If I want you?” Really?
“Yeah,” Stiles says, unsure if that was a question.
Jackson snorts. And Stiles is confused.
“Stiles… there’s not a day when I don’t want you. But I’m eight months pregnant. I’ve never felt less attractive in my fucking life. I think your first time should be when… you know… when I feel like myself again. When I’m like a normal human being… or a normal werewolf. You know, how it was our real first time… when I still had abs --”
“Well, I don’t care about your abs.” Stiles interrupts him. “I mean, it’s not that I don’t care but… the thing is that you know I don’t remember our first time but it doesn’t have to be the same. I’m…” Stiles hesitates. “I’m attracted to you. Your condition... it doesn’t bother me. You’re still you. Maybe it makes me a freak but, you know…” Stiles waves his left arm and licks his lip.
“What?” Jackson raises his eyebrows and tries not to smile. “It turns you on?” It’s a question but this is not his first pregancy and he already knows the answer. He just wants to hear it.
“Yeah. I guess it does.” Stiles admits, running a hand through his hair.
Jackson snorts and smiles. “You’re not a freak, okay? I was pregnant with Daniel you said pretty much the same. But since you came out of the coma, you’ve changed and most of the time I don’t really know how you feel. I didn’t know if this,” Jackson leaves his right hand on his belly, “bothered you or not.”
To be continued...
Title: How Do You See Me? (Part 1)
Rating: G
Pairing/s: Stiles/Jackson
Character/s: Stiles, Jackson
Summary: Stiles decides it's time to tell Jackson how he feels and what he wants.
Content Notes: Fluff, nobody is dead, future fic, mpreg.
Warnings: None
Submission Type: Ficlet
Word Count: 906 words
Prompt: #218 - Loud
Author's Notes: So difficult to write a summary. This will be part of my series "All I Saw Was You." I've finally created a community for my fiction called onthegroundfics where I hope that interaction with the readers interested in my stories will be much better than on AO3. It's a place where I'll post anything related to my series in a way I've never been able to do before. Apart from posting chapters, I'll post thoughts, polls, questions, things that remind me of my stories... just anything... that is if people join and are interested; it'd be cool to have at least five or six members but we'll see what happens. It's members only and any member has access to post, so it's not just me. If you have any doubt about it, just ask me.
Jackson is in bed reading some documents that Kane had asked him to check over for his latest case when Stiles enters the room, closing the door behind him. It’s not something they usually do, so Jackson looks at him and he doesn’t really have to pay attention to know that Stiles’s heart is beating slightly faster and sounds louder too.
“Everything okay?” Jackson asks. His black glasses were sliding down so he pushes them back in place.
“Yeah, I read him that new story he likes about the bear and he’s fallen asleep.”
“I’m not surprised. Scott says he was running around all day. Did you have a good time?” Stiles and Daniel had spent all day at Scott’s house for Andrea’s birthday. It had to be pretty crazy with so many kids from school apart from the pack.
“Yeah, Daniel was so excited and happy… it was nice to see him like that, you know.” Stiles sits down sideways on his side of the bed resting his right hand on the quilt.
“Like a normal kid?” Jackson asks.
“Yeah, just a kid with friends… playing… having cake and probably too much sugar.” Stiles smiles. “Not a kid living at his grandpa’s with a father in a coma… You think he’s forgotten what happened?”
“Honestly… I don’t know. Probably not… but if he hasn’t, he will. He’s too little. When you grow up, you forget all those years.”
“I wish you had been there,” Stiles says with sincerity.
“Me too…” but looking the way he does right now, it certainly wasn’t an option. “But I’ll be there next year. Don’t worry, there will be more birthdays.”
“Yeah, I know.” Stiles nods. He licks his lips and looks at Jackson but doesn’t say anything.
Jackson looks at his eyes, then at his mouth but doesn’t say anything either. It reminds him of one of those awkward moments when they were just friends but he could feel that weird electricity in the air. That thing that made him feel like maybe Stiles felt the same way he did.
He thinks that Stiles is going to say something but nothing comes out of his mouth. Instead, he can hear Stiles’s heart starting to beat a little faster again and then Stiles starts to unbutton his shirt slowly but he probably figures that it’s easier to do it standing so he stands up. He continues until the last button and takes it off.
His chest looks so good just with the light from the lamps on the nightstands that Jackson can’t help staring.
“What are you doing?” It sounds kind of lame but he’s honestly surprised. It’s like deja-vu… That’s something Stiles used to do before the accident… that’s not Stiles finding his pajamas and getting ready for bed.
“What do you think?” That’s Stiles trying to sound confident but not really achieving it.
Stiles unbuttons his jeans next and takes them off too. Only his briefs remain.
“Stiles…” Jackson isn’t sure what to say because he’s not sure what’s going on. Not really.
Stiles sits on the bed like he was before. “I…” Stiles hesitates. “You know… I thought we could have sex. You know, because I know you were probably waiting for me to be ready or maybe you weren’t ready after what happened but I think your wolf is used to having me back home and I know we haven’t done it in a long time… like since before the accident... So yeah, it’s like I’m an adult and I’m married and it sucks that I don’t remember a single time... so you know, if you want me, I wanna do it. I do, okay? I don’t want you to think that I’m avoiding it or something...”
Jackson smiles and closes his eyes for a second.
“If I want you?” Really?
“Yeah,” Stiles says, unsure if that was a question.
Jackson snorts. And Stiles is confused.
“Stiles… there’s not a day when I don’t want you. But I’m eight months pregnant. I’ve never felt less attractive in my fucking life. I think your first time should be when… you know… when I feel like myself again. When I’m like a normal human being… or a normal werewolf. You know, how it was our real first time… when I still had abs --”
“Well, I don’t care about your abs.” Stiles interrupts him. “I mean, it’s not that I don’t care but… the thing is that you know I don’t remember our first time but it doesn’t have to be the same. I’m…” Stiles hesitates. “I’m attracted to you. Your condition... it doesn’t bother me. You’re still you. Maybe it makes me a freak but, you know…” Stiles waves his left arm and licks his lip.
“What?” Jackson raises his eyebrows and tries not to smile. “It turns you on?” It’s a question but this is not his first pregancy and he already knows the answer. He just wants to hear it.
“Yeah. I guess it does.” Stiles admits, running a hand through his hair.
Jackson snorts and smiles. “You’re not a freak, okay? I was pregnant with Daniel you said pretty much the same. But since you came out of the coma, you’ve changed and most of the time I don’t really know how you feel. I didn’t know if this,” Jackson leaves his right hand on his belly, “bothered you or not.”
To be continued...