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It is a unique and somewhat unhelpful talent, but Stiles can fall asleep anywhere.
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"... My father is a right twat as well, so, I dunno how much help I’ll even be." He shrugs and takes out the tea sachets. He tosses them in the bin. "I just felt like someone should tell you that what you did was pretty brave."
With that, Colin picks up his mug and leaves the kitchen to meet the others. Jamie follows after a second, the palms of his hands covered in a bright pink jumper, and he cradles his cup like he's scared he might burn.
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Or; The one where Jamie realizes his feelings both slowly and all at once.
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Jamie can't keep his hands off Colin.
The first time it happens Colin thinks he's reading too much into things. But then it happens again and again and it's not just Colin who notices.
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Or; Colin and Jamie begin to get closer when a trip back home to Cardiff blurs all the lines between the two of them. Or, maybe, eveything finally becomes clear.
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There's something weird about Beacon Hills that Stiles can't quite put his finger on. The way everyone in town knows his name the day he arrives. The way they insist the melancholic howling that echoes through the forest every night is just a dog. The way his dad denies getting a dog, even though Stiles comes home to find one sprawled across his bed, some big black thing whose eyes gleam red in the right light. The way that massive oak tree out in the woods vibrates under his touch, pulsing with sickly life.
There's something weird going on in this town, and Stiles is determined to get to the bottom of it.
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“Okay,” Stiles started. He had a monumentally stupid idea, but well, that was kind of his trademark. At least they usually worked out for him. Emphasis on usually. “If I win…you have to go to my ten-year high school reunion next year. As my date.”