《Stiles Pairings {BoyxBoy}》Statt{Fluff}
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Matt glared at Stiles as the boy dragged Scott by his hand toward the school's exit doors.How dare he hold Scott's hands!Stiles was Matt's not Scott's!"Damn you McCall!" He quietly muttered under his breath before he followed the two out the double doors.Listening in on their conversation he grew angry at what he was hearing pass between the two teens.
"Stiles,why did you drag me out here?" McCall asked with a light blush on his face as he noticed that Stiles was still holding his hand.
"Scott,I have to tell you something important..." Matt could predict what he was about to say and is anger level rose higher.
"Uh Stiles,what is it?Is something wrong?" Scott's voice had adopted concern to it as he looked at him.
"Scott,I love you like romantically." He confessed causing Matt to silently scowl at the thought of Scott returning his feelings.Before he could respond Matt creeped up behind him and slit his throat quickly causing blood to splatter onto his love's face.His body fell with a thud and Stiles whimpered loudly to scared to scream for help,tears leaked from his eyes at he stared at Scott's corpse.
His best friend now dead,the boy he loved murdered right in front of him.He fell to his knees and cradled Scott's limp head in his lap."N-no please!Please get up Scott!I love you so much!" He cried as more warm tears streamed down his face.He pressed his forehead against Scott's as he let his tears fall onto his cold body.
"Stop crying love.He can't get in the way of our love now!" Matt cooed happily as he watched the boy he was infatuated with.
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Stiles slowly looked up to meet his eyes with rage boiling his insides."How dare you!Don't you dare think that this is love!I love Scott!" He yelled angrily as fresh tears rolled own his already tear stained cheeks.
"Hush beautiful,you don't love him.You love me and I love you." He crooned insanely with a madman's grin.Stiles glared at him causing Matt to sigh loudly before squatting next to him.
"Get away from me!" Stiles protested as Matt gently placed a hand on his shoulder and gazed at him lovingly.Stiles struggled to pry his hand off of him but Matt just tightened his hold on his shoulder enough to where he couldn't release himself.This only proved to make him struggle more causing Matt's irritation to spark.
"Stop being difficult love." He warned firmly through clenched teeth.Stiles glared at him and spit in his face triggering the unstable boy to sigh disappointingly before wiping it off his face.He yanked up the now traumatized teen before spinning him around to press himself against his back.Stiles froze when he felt the cold metal of a gun barrel press against his temple.
"Calm down beautiful,I'm only doing this because we're meant for each other." He cooed gently placing his lips against his neck in a soft kiss.Stiles was now crying a shaking slightly the fear of dying and the after shock of witnessing Scott's murder taking their toll on his mind.
"I'm doing this because I love you." He added as an after thought,it would have been flatteringly sweet from any one else but Matt was a monster.He had just murdered the boy he loved in front of him so Stiles was more disgusted and afraid not accepting the complement.
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