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When Stiles tries to hold her hand beneath the library table during study hall, Malia just can’t take it anymore. She doesn’t yank her hand away because he’s Stiles and she likes him, dammit, but her body does go rigid in surprise. They don’t hold hands. They just don’t.
“What gives?” she hisses, glancing pointedly down at where their fingers are linked together. “What’s wrong with you?”
It comes out harsher than she means it, but his scent is soured with something she can’t quite place and it has her stomach tying in knots. Stiles always smells kind of bad – of anxiety and a low-grade, simmering melancholy that he can never quite shake – but this is something else entirely. It puts her on edge.
Stiles gets clingy and Malia finally finds out why. Heed the warnings.