Twelve Days of Stydia Christmas 2018
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It’s been three weeks since Thanksgiving, and Stiles feels like a fraud of a Christmas fan.
Since he flew back to school exactly three Sundays ago, he has not sung one Christmas song, decked a single hall, or drunk any glasses of eggnog. He’s yet to attend an ugly Christmas sweater party, hasn’t gone ice skating, decorated a tree, anything. The most Christmas spirit he’s had in the past twenty one days is the gingerbread latte he orders every other day on his study breaks.
There is a reason he is acting like a complete Grinch, however, and that reason is finals.
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- Part 1 of Twelve Days of Stydia Christmas 2018
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“Lydia!” Stiles calls, his voice sounding almost panicked, and her first thought is, oh god, what did he break?
“What? Are you okay?” she immediately responds, pulling her head out of the box of Christmas decorations she had been searching. The tree skirt has to be here somewhere; she distinctly remembers putting it in this box last year.
“No, I am not,” he responds, but he walks into their living room, expression more peeved than guilty, so she figures he didn’t break anything. She didn’t hear a crash, either, so that’s a good sign.
“We’re decorating our Christmas tree, but we don’t have any Christmas music playing?” he demands. “How am I truly supposed to get in the Christmas spirit?”
Lydia almost has to laugh at how utterly ridiculous her fiance is.
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- Part 2 of Twelve Days of Stydia Christmas 2018
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Lydia has never seen the mall so crowded before.
Well, maybe on Black Friday, but she hasn’t gone Black Friday shopping in person in years. Ever since they took Thanksgiving over from Melissa and the Sheriff, the energy required for cooking and cleaning and wrangling three small children has left none for wrestling shoppers over sale-priced items at six in the morning. Besides, there’s very rarely something she needs that she can’t buy online for the same exact sale price. The extra five dollars on shipping are well worth it.
You would think it was Black Friday today, though, just looking at the crowds. But Black Friday was weeks ago, and today might be something even more stress-inducing— photos with Santa.
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- Part 3 of Twelve Days of Stydia Christmas 2018
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In all honesty, Lydia hadn’t been trying to be a bitch.
She knows she sometimes has the tendency to get a little stone cold and unsympathetic— her nickname “ice queen” in high school was probably well deserved— but this time, it genuinely is an accident. And it’s really all because of finals, because if she didn’t have six tests and four final projects all in the next two weeks, she probably would be considerably more organized and wouldn’t have resorted to last-minute laundry. Lydia is normally not a last minute laundry type of girl. She’s the type of girl who always has her homework done early, projects completed well in advance, tests mapped out and study guides neatly written up the week before. That’s how she’d been for all of her undergrad, but the work for grad school, in addition to the research she’s conducting in the labs outside of class, is finally starting to hit her hard right before finals week.
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- Part 4 of Twelve Days of Stydia Christmas 2018
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“Stiles, hold still!”
“I can’t, Lydia, it’s falling! How is this supposed to stay here?”
“It would stay if you would hold it in place long enough for it to dry!”
“I’ve been holding it for forever!”
“Oh my god, just take it off.”
Stiles grumbles as he lifts the roof of their gingerbread house off the shoddily-assembled walls, wiping off the royal icing with his thumb and popping it in his mouth. The roof goes back on the kitchen counter, next to the other slab of gingerbread that has not yet been put on the top of their little house.
“This is impossible,” Stiles announces, shaking his head in defeat. “It should not be this hard to put together a gingerbread house. You’re, like, practically a rocket scientist and we can’t get this,” he says to Lydia. “How are little kids supposed to be able to do this?”
“Calm down,” Lydia says, rolling her eyes at her fiance. She loves him dearly, but sometimes he can be a tad dramatic. “We’re going to get it.”
“We’re going to need degrees in gingerbread architecture first,” he mutters. Lydia can’t help but laugh at that.
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- Part 5 of Twelve Days of Stydia Christmas 2018
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Lydia usually prides herself on her genius-level IQ and overall intelligence, but she has to admit— this time, she’s the one who was a complete idiot.
Now that she’s looking back on it, she’s not exactly sure how she thought she would make it out of today without caving. She really should have known— the overpowering effect of Stiles’s puppy eyes is quite often her only undoing.
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- Part 6 of Twelve Days of Stydia Christmas 2018
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It all starts when they finally get around to putting up the Christmas decorations.
In all honesty, Stiles is beyond proud that they actually managed to decorate their house. House being key— they’d moved from their cute little apartment in the heart of San Francisco into an actual house with a yard and a driveway and a patio in the back about six months ago, which, come to think of it, probably wasn’t a great thing to do while Lydia was five months pregnant, but they had wanted a real house when the baby arrived, and they had found the perfect place by chance about forty minutes south of the city, considerably closer to where Lydia worked at Stanford, and before they knew it they were homeowners.
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- Part 7 of Twelve Days of Stydia Christmas 2018
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If there is one thing Lydia truly hates about living in California, it’s the traffic.
“Are we ever going to move?” Stiles grumbles, shifting in the passenger seat as they roll forward maybe an inch. Traveling at Christmastime is always nightmarish, but the usual 45-minute drive to Beacon Hills from their house just south of San Francisco has already reached two hours today, and they’re barely halfway there.
“There must be an accident up ahead,” Lydia tells her husband, frowning at the solid red line representing the highway on her maps app. “Even at Christmastime, traffic is never this bad.”
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- Part 8 of Twelve Days of Stydia Christmas 2018
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have you ever thought just maybe (you belong with me) by elizaham8957
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
31 Dec 2018
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“Hi,” Lydia says, smiling at him as she unpacks her lunch, flicking her hair over her shoulder. Stiles smiles back at her easily, glad to see that all traces of sadness from last night have completely disappeared from her eyes.
“Hey,” he responds, and he knows his grin is way too wide for a lunchtime greeting, but she hasn't eaten with them in a while, and he’s just happy she’s back in her normal seat at his side again. Stiles isn’t going to ask why she isn’t sitting with Jackson— in all honesty, he doesn’t really care, just cares that his wonderful, beautiful, brilliantly talented best friend is back at his side, where she belongs.
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- Part 9 of Twelve Days of Stydia Christmas 2018