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Magnus Nilsson
Nils Nilsson
Scott never imagined his mom would remarry. Don’t get him wrong Nils was a great guy. A little gruff, but kind, caring, attentive, he had a good job and a son. So not only was Scott getting a stepfather but a stepbrother as well. Who he hadn’t actually met yet. He was apparently still in London finishing out his school semester. Nils and Magnus were actually Swedish but had been living in London.Nils was some kind of business attorney, well versed in both US and UK law. Mom and Nils had fallen in love rather quickly in less than a year, so deeply in love that Nils was not only willing to uproot from London and move to Beacon Hills, but also willing to take a new job working for the law firm Jackson’s dad owned.
It was their wedding day and everybody was nervous, Mom, Nils, Scott himself. Scott was so wrapped up in his own thoughts he didn’t even notice the figure walk across the room to stand beside him. “Nervous?” Scott jumped at the voice and turned to see Magnus, they hadn’t met but he’d seen pictures of him he was way taller than Scott had thought at least 6’7. He had Blue eyes well kempt, blonde hair and looked nothing like his father so Scott assumed he took after his Mom. He also possessed a disarming smile.
“A little yeah, you must be Magnus.” He nodded extending his hand which Scott shook firmly.
“And you are Scott, pleasure to meet you. Don’t be nervous it’s just our parents making a major life changing decision. No big deal right?” Scott gave him a flat look which Magus ignored turning to look at the assembled guests. Most of which were mom’s friends and coworkers, the whittemore’s were there as were Stiles and his dad. “I know literally none of these people save for, you my father and your mother. Hadn’t met her before today, talked to her on the phone once. She seems sweet.”
“She’s the best,”
Magnus gave him another genuine smile gesturing to where his dad was fidgeting nervously.
“My dad is completely smitten with her, I’ve never seen him show interest in anyone. So when he told me he was in love I knew he must have met someone special.”
Scott smiled shrugging his shoulders.
“Your dad, is a great guy, a little scary looking sometimes though.” Nils had a resting death glare thing going on combined with his height it made him intimidating and unapproachable. Though he was really nice when you did actually approach him.
“That’s just his face,” Magnus deadpanned.
Scott laughed at that louder than he probably should have drawing some looks including a raised brown from Stiles who had been animatedly talking to the Sheriff.
“Luckily for me I look like my mother, though I have been told I can pull off Dad’s Resting bitch face pretty well.”
“You seem to be all smiles today,” Scott pointed out, he actually hadn’t seen anything but a genuine smile on Magnus’ face yet.
“My dad is happy, I’m happy for him. I’m glad he met someone.” Magnus shrugged rolling his shoulders a bit. Scott couldn’t help but be a little jealous of how well he filled out a suit. Scott knew Magnus was a couple years older than him but it but still Scott could tell the guy was ripped. He probably had to chase away suitors with a stick.
“Shall we take our seats?” Magnus looked at his watch, a Deadpool watch Scott noted, so his new stepbrother was potentially a geek Scott could work with that. Scott nodded and they sat waiting for the ceremony to begin.
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It had been a beautiful ceremony, he’d cried mom had cried Nils had cried. Magnus seemed mostly unaffected but his smile had grown recognizably. Seriously his jaw had to hurt from smiling so much, the reception was now in full swing and Scott was bored out of his mind. Mostly for the same reason Magnus was he didn’t really know anyone there. Stiles had left early with his dad after a round of hugs and congratulations between the Stilinski’s and McCall’s.
Magnus and He had been drug into about a half million photographs and Scott was so done.
Magnus bumped Scott’s shoulder and gestured to the door. “C’mon let’s get some air.” Scott raised a brow but followed the older teen to the parking lot. It was nice to be out of the crowded banquet hall and into the cool night air. They stepped over to a black classic muscle car, presumably Magnus’. Magnus popped the trunk and pulled a pair of beers from a cooler.
“You know I’m fifteen right?” Then again Magnus was only seventeen so not technically old enough either well almost legal internationally. He didn’t want for them to both get in trouble but well no one seemed to notice them leave….
“I’m aware, one won’t hurt you, we’re celebrating. Besides I’m here to supervise you, and my Dad would totally put all the blame on me if we get caught.”
Scott took the offered beer letting Magnus pop the top of both.
“To our parents and to you, little brother.” Scott clinked the necks of their bottles together and joined Magnus leaning against the closed trunk. He sipped at the beer, it wasn’t awful kinda had a banana aftertaste. Maybe some kind of craft beer.
The stood side by side in comfortable silence finishing their beer’s shoulders almost pressed together Magnus disposed of the empty bottles and waved him back towards the banquet hall. “C’mon before we are missed.”
Before they reached the door he popped a piece of gum in his mouth and passed one to Scott. “For your breath.” That was a good idea scott took the offered gum popping it in his mouth they were almost immediately intercepted by Mom.
“Where have you two been?” She asked still looking immaculate in the red dress she picked for the reception. She tapped her foot impatiently awaiting a response clearly she expected mischief. To be fair they were to unsupervised teenage boys Before Scot could respond Magnus hooked an arm around his shoulder pulling him into a sideways hug. Giving him a clandestine wink. They were so busted.
“I don’t do so great with crowds, mild social anxiety. I needed some air so Scott volunteered to keep me company.” Damn he was smooth Scott even believed every word he just said and he knew he was lying. Mom smiled patting Magnus’ arm reassuringly. Her demeanor changing instantly.
“Your father mentioned that when I noticed you had slipped out.” She turned to look at Scott who gave her a sheepish smile. “I’m glad you two are already getting along.”
Scott smiled Magnus seemed pretty cool, he hoped they continued to get along.
“He’s a cool guy.” Scott said with a shrug. Magnus chuckled moving his arm and ruffling Scott’s hair.
“He’s not as lame as I thought he’d be. Sweet kid, i can see where he gets it from.” Mom smiled clearly approving of the development. Magnus gave him another wink as she looked away.
“We’ll go home soon, if I can ever drag Nils out of his car talk with David, he said something about sports cars and Nils launched to a Tirade about american muscle cars.” Magnus sighed facepalming. His face turning a bit red.
“Damn it dad,” Magnus muttered to himself running his hand through his hair in what looked like exasperation.
“I’ll go see if I can rescue poor David from my father.” Mom gave Magnus an appreciative nod as he strode across the room, Scott watched as he smoothly slid up next to his father gaining his undivided attention saying a few words and giving a pout. Nils ruffled his hair shook Mr. Whittemore’s hand and crossed the room with Magnus a step behind him giving Scott a smug look.
Nils slid his arm around Mom’s waist bending down to kiss her cheek, Scott could tell were Magnus got his height from. “Hello wife, are our sons behaving?” He whispered conspiratorial.
“Hmm almost too well,” Mom said suspiciously. Nils chuckled at that pressing another kiss to her cheek.
“Magnus will Look out for Scott, he’s protective like that, boys are supposed to cause mischief. Even good boys like Scott, its part of the male genome love.” Mom gave a sigh leaning into the tall man.
“Sadly they never seem to grow out of it.” Nils huffed at that rolling his eyes at Magnus and giving Scott a knowing wink.
“That could be misconstrued as sexism love,” Nils teased. “Magnus, why don’t you and Scott go back to the hotel? No need for you two to stay and be bored out of your wits.” Magnus looked at Scott almost pleadingly.
“Wanna get out of here?” Scott nodded, gaining him an approving nod from the older teen.
“Yea sure,” Magnus’ flight hadn’t come in when they first checked into the hotel it was one of the reasons they’d had the wedding in Sacramento. So Magnus wouldn’t have to drive down to Beacon when got in. There had been some concern he’d miss the wedding entirely. Magnus’ flight had been delayed several times yet he still managed to be on time.
“Drive safe, and don’t stay up too late.” Mom said waving them off.
“Yes ma’am.” Magnus replied digging his keys out of his pocket and gesturing Scott onwards.
“See you guys later.”
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Magnus still didn’t know what to think of all of this. The fact his father was so willing to change everything wasn’t entirely surprising he was the spontaneous type. Still it was all so sudden and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t a bit overwhelmed. He could put on a brave face for dad’s sake though.Scott was another matter, he liked the kid so far. Already felt his natural instinct to protect him, he was important to Melissa who was important to dad, which made both of them extremely important to Magnus. It was a werewolf thing, of course the McCall’s didn’t know they were werewolves but it did mean they couldn’t ask for better protection. Magnus had already made the promise to his father that he would make protecting Scott his priority which would be much easier if they were friends first.
Which he was sure he could do he’d been listening in on Scott’s conversations with his… energetic best friend, They talked about typical teenage boy stuff but he focused more in on the specific things like, Lacrosse, movies, music. Luckily they did have some common interests.
So far he had a good impression of Scott and hopeful had left an impression on him.
Scott was asleep by the time he pulled into the Hotel’s parking garage. He reached over and gently shook his shoulder as to not startle him awake. “Hey Scott, we’re here.” Scott yawned stretching as much as the confines of the car would allow.
“Mkay.” Scott popped open the door, waiting as Magnus locked up the car and grabbed his cooler and suitcase from the trunk. Scott sleepily led them through the hotel it had been a long day he didn’t blame the the human teen for being exhausted. Scott fumbled the room key out of his pocket unlocking the door and letting them both in. Magnus sat the cooler on the table and took the spare bed. Placing his suitcase at the foot of his bed and laughing at Scott as he face planted on his bed.
“Dude at least get comfortable first.” Magnus shook his head kicking off his shoes and hanging his Jacket on the back of a chair he could hear scott shuffling around in the background probably undressing. He kept his back turned politely didn’t want to make the guy uncomfortable. Once magnus was down to just his underwear he turned around to see Scott looking at him.
“You checking me out?” He teased sitting down to take off his socks.
“Sorry, wasn’t trying to be creepy just wondering how you got muscles like that.” Scott gestured vaguely toward his torso, Magnus shrugged finally free of the prison that was his suit.
“Partially genetic predisposition, other than that I spend a lot of time at the gym. Once dad and I get moved in and Stuff we can work out together if you want.” Scott frowned at that.
“With my asthma doubt I could keep up with you.” Magnus gave Scott a reassuring smile.
“You don’t have to keep up to get a good workout, you’re already in pretty good shape, a little focused training and you be golden. We can work at a pace you can handle I hate working out alone anyway I could use the company.”
“That’d be cool thanks man.” Scott’s smile returned and it was infectious. Magnus got up grabbing another beer from his cooler, he offered another to Scott.
“No thanks,” Magnus shrugged waiting till Scott was turned away to drip a few drops of a wolfsbane extract into the beer. He resumed his seat on bed prng himself up on the headboard and just listening to Scott breathe. His breathing was ragged and slightly strained poor kid, asthma had to suck, he didn't envy humans ability to get sick. Scott grabbed his inhaler taking a dose of the medication.
“No problem, if we’re gonna be brothers, we may as well act like it right?”
“Right, you know, I was worried you weren’t going to like me.” Magnus chuckled, still sipping his beverage and slowly gaining a bit of a buzz. He’d probably finish off the six pack before he went to sleep. He’d had a long day a long flight followed by the wedding and reception.
“You make a pretty good first impression.”
“So do you,” Scott clicked off his Lamp settling under the covers and getting comfortable. “Goodnight Magnus.”
“Good night little brother.”