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"Your dad always dazzles in a suit, why don"t you know your way around a tie!" Boyd stares at Stiles like a stern parent.
The FBI trainee flicks away his worries with exaggerated hand gestures.
"I"ve asked! I"m super direct when I want something!" His eyes shift into gold before they go back to normal.
"Stilinski, super direct! No shit!" Boyd picks at a nail.
"Yes! Mr sexy sarcasm! Lydia"s shown me a few times, but she just ends up doing my ties herself! You uhhh....free for a tutorial hot stuff???"
Boyds hand"s get sweaty as he pulls the ends of the tie together. Cursing the day that Stiles became supernatural.
Boyd had been so good, so efficient at hiding his crush.
He"d stay away from the agent as much a possible.
His expression always stone-faced as Stilinski tells a cheesy joke.
He stayed away from Stiles on pack movie nights.
Any pack activity he"d point to Erica, every time Stiles asked if he had a partner.
Every gift that he"s given Stiles has always been sent through Derek or pack, and never by person.
He was a master at drowning his feelings. Ever since his sister went missing.
Vernon Boyd had become a pretty good actor because of it.
"Hey....buuuud?" Stiles squeaks.
"Oh, sure!" Boyd wakes himself out of cloud nine and finally drapes the tie around Stiles. He avoids Stiles" eyes as he does this, concentrating on crossing the tie, wide over narrow.
His eyes close in on Stiles long fingers. How many times he"s dreamt about them running down his chest.
Boyd holds his breath.
Looping the wide end over the narrow end.
The beta smiles at Stiles" FBI tag.
Looping the wide end back over the narrow tail and sweeping it into a smooth knot.
Sure he"d watched Stiles talk about the FBI from afar, and lounged around with Erica on his lap at Stiles" FBI acceptance party.
But he"d never been prouder when Stiles had gotten accepted into training. He"d felt so much joy that even Erica had to do a double take.
It was also the same night that Stiles had become official with Lydia. In that moment Boyd couldn"t be selfish.
He couldn"t pull Stiles to the side and finally tell him anything.
Although watching Stiles and Lydia kiss felt like a Tulpa Serpant was clawing out his guts.
"You"re thinking too loud!"
Stiles chuckles as he fixes his tie in the mirror."Thanks!" He points. "For you, know, your tie wizardry!"
"Noooooo problem, accept this as the last gift before I see you in September I guess"
"Ooooh!!!" Stiles snorts so hard through his nose that snot comes out. Boyd gives him a tissue. "Bud I won"t be back in Beacon hills. This is my last night"
"Oh....wha...I thought...." Boyd protests.
"I""m flying Dad and Noshiko out to LA. I"m finishing my training, Lyd popped the question so, It"s all about impressing her upper class familia now!"
"Wow!!!" Boyd croaks. Now to avoid the sour chemicals he hugs Stiles" tightly. Their cheeks pressed together. He cups the back of Stiles" head.
Realising that this gesture may be waaaay too intimate, he dropped his arm.
He takes a jerky step back and nearly falls.
"Wooah there!" Stiles tries to steady him, but Boyd swerves out of his grip.
"I"m good" Boyd lies. "Marriage! That"s fucking awesome!"
"Ohhh nooope!!! We haven"t reached that hurdle yet big guy!" Stiles steps back and wrings his own wrists with his fingers. "We"re just moving in together!"
"That"s practically marriage!" Boyd acknowledges sadly.
He quirks a warm smile to yet again, hide his feelings. "Congrats!"
"Thaaaanks! You"ve got allllll my social media deets right! Keep in touch!" Stiles flushes pink as he points finger guns.
"Who would have thought that you Stiles Stiliniski would be the one that has your whole life planned out?" Boyd strokes his own chin. Great career. Beautiful soulmate that you"ve loved since birth!"
"Ha!" Stiles chortles,
"Your world is so Disney and I"m really fucking happy for you!" Boyd sounds like he means it at least......
"Thanks! Except Lydia"s parents live in non stop rain and snow, so I can kiss goodbye to beautiful Cali weaher for a while!" Stiles licks one of his fangs before hiding it.
"Stilinski relax. You"re the freaking personification of sunshine!" Boyd looks at his watch. "Everytime you step in a room the rain swirls away and the sun is magnetised by you. It will follow you wherever you go, because we know how much the sun adores perfection!" Boyd gets out his phone. Of course Erica has been texting him.
"Uhh...woa...." Stiles makes a hoarse wheezing sound in his throat.
His handsome face contorted,
Long fingers trembling.
"What did you just say Vernon???"
Boyd puffed out his cheeks in horror and starts pointing to his phone.
"I uhhhh....I said that Erica"s O horderves should be perfection!" Boyd splutters, zooming to the door. "My best friend spent what Fourteen Hours making those Crab Pastries! Please eat drink and enjoy! And your lovely Lydia too!"
"Jestem?.... zdezoriento?" Stiles" glowing eyes short circuit, flashing back to brown as he suddenly feels very light headed.
"I"ve heard that Peter ordered in Figuiredo Haddock! I hope your future wife approves!" Boyd stays on track.
"Boyd don"t you dare....." Stiles glares.
"Oh I"ll dare to dare! Goodbye Stiles!" Boyd practically leaps out of the door and does a running jump down the stairs with a Stiles Stilinski type frenzied energy.