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Stiles was laying in his bed thinking about his crush, Jackson Whittemore. He didn’t know why, but he really liked Jackson. Jackson didn’t even know Stiles existed, or that was what Stiles thought. Stiles wasn’t popular, but he was well known for his sarcasm and snide remarks.
Jackson, on the other hand, was the most popular guy in school. He was bisexual, but only two people knew about that: Danny (his best friend) and Lydia (his girlfriend).
Lydia accepted her boyfriend, she was happy that Jackson trusted her enough in their relationship to tell her the truth about himself and if Danny didn’t accept Jackson we would have a serious problem as Danny was openly gay, but he accepts him and Jackson is so happy that he has these two wonderful people in his life.
In all reality, Jackson did know who Stiles was since they shared a few classes but since Stiles was always confident and loud Jackson could never gather the courage to talk to him.
“Stiles! Dinner!” His dad shouted, removing him from his train of thought. Stiles then realised that he was really hungry so he rushed downstairs to eat dinner with his parents: Claudia and Noah Stilinski.
“So honey, how was school today?” Claudia asked.
“It was fine. I listened in class and Jackson doesn’t even know I exist. Same as always.” Stiles sighed.
“It’s okay Stiles, I’m sure he will notice you someday. Plus, maybe he’s not as great as you think he is.” Noah told Stiles.
“You're right, dad. Thanks.” Stiles said, yawning. “I’m tired, I’m going to bed now, goodnight.”
“Goodnight honey.” Claudia replied.
“Night Stiles.” Noah replied.
Like he did most nights, Stiles dreamt of Jackson. As he dreamt, he thought of a plan to get closer to Jackson. His plan was to get close to either Danny or Lydia, whoever worked best.
The next morning, Stiles woke up late so he got up quickly and put on whatever was closest to him, which probably wasn’t the best idea. He had put on a tight, white shirt and some black jeans that hugged him in all the right places. Once he realised what he was wearing, he wanted to change but, if he did, he wouldn’t have time for his coffee, so he decided to just put on his favourite red hoodie.
He went outside, hopped into his baby blue jeep and drove off to school.
When he jumped out of his jeep, he didn’t expect the looks he was starting to get. Since he was wearing very flattering clothes, all eyes were on him. Even Jackson was looking at Stiles but he didn’t see it. What Stiles did see was Danny staring and it would be the perfect way to get close to him. So, to begin the plan, Stiles winked at Danny and walked off to class.
It was now lunch break, Stiles was sitting alone at his table, like always. Just then, Danny, Jackson and Lydia walked towards Stiles’ table and sat down. Stiles couldn’t understand why they would sit with him and, quite frankly, would prefer if they didn’t. So he simply stated:
“Could you not sit here? I’d rather eat alone, thanks.”
The look on their faces made Stiles want to burst into laughter, but Stiles thought it best not to laugh at the most popular people in the whole school. After a while, Danny broke the silence by asking:
“Why did you wink at me?”
“Dunno, just felt like it, I guess.” Stiles responded while shrugging his shoulders.
“Nice look.” Lydia said, looking Stiles up and down.
“Oh, honey… I’m gay.” Stiles said, almost bursting into laughter at how weird that sounded coming out of his mouth. Though Stiles had his eyes trained on Lydia he didn’t miss how Danny’s eyes lit up at the confession.
He wondered why Danny was happy Stiles was gay, everyone knew Danny was gay, but why would he like Stiles? Stiles’ train of thought was interrupted by Lydia’s hand waving back and forth in front of his face. As he snapped back into reality, he realised that she was asking what his name was.
“Hello? What’s your name?” Lydia asked.
“Oh, sorry. Got lost in thought for a moment. I’m Stiles. And you are?”
“Yeah. I’m Lydia, this is Danny and this is my boyfriend, Jackson.” She responded pointing at each one as she said their name.
“Nice to meet you.” Both Danny and Jackson said.
“It’s nice to meet you too.” Stiles replied.
Lydia was surprised when Stiles asked who they were because she and Jackson were the king and queen of the school, but she introduced herself anyway.
They talked for a while and Stiles discovered that, though Lydia may look like she only cares about fashion and makeup, she is actually really smart. They quickly became friends after that and soon ate lunch together every day.
Stiles was happy because Jackson now knew who Stiles was but never talked at lunch, it was always a conversation between Stiles, Lydia and Danny.
One day Lydia and Stiles were talking about which colour looked the best on Stiles and which one looked the best on Lydia so they decided to ask Jackson’s opinion since Danny was sick and they couldn’t ask him. Jackson said:
“I think black jeans and a white shirt look really good on Stiles and you, Lydia, everything looks good.”
Stiles didn’t know why, but what Jackson said really made him blush. Luckily, Lydia didn’t notice. Sadly, Stiles hadn’t realised that Jackson did see and was glad that Stiles had liked what he said.
~~ 1 week later ~~
“Stiles!” Jackson called out.
“Yes?” Stiles answered.
“Since I now consider us close friends, I-” Jackson was cut off by Stiles’ gasp.
“You consider me a close friend?” Stiles asked.
“Yes. As I was saying, I need to tell you something… I’m bisexual and I kind of like you.” Jackson said, closing his eyes as he waited for a response.
“You’re bi?” Stiles asked.
“Yes.” Jackson replied.
“And you like me?” Stiles asked.
“Yes.” Jackson said.
“Omg! Finally! I like you too!” Stiles said happily.
“Wait… You do?” Jackson asked.
“Yes. But there is a problem…” Stiles answered.
“What problem?” Jackson asked.
“You’re with Lydia.” Stiles said.
“Oh, yeah! About that… We broke up and I didn’t wanna tell you so that you wouldn’t think I was on the rebound with you.”
“Jackson, I would never think that. And thank you for confiding in me enough to come to me. Would you like to be my boyfriend?”
“Yes, yes! A million times, yes!” Jackson exclaimed.
“Well then, babe, can I kiss you?” Stiles asked.
But Jackson didn’t respond, instead, he crashed their lips together in a love-filled kiss.
~~ 3 years later ~~
Jackson was sitting on their couch when Stiles burst into the room beaming with joy.
“What’s up?” Jackson asked his husband.
“The adoption agency just called! We’re gonna have a son soon!” Stiles exclaimed.
“Finally! Now, can you sit down? You’re making me nervous.” Jackson replied.
“Of course bubbs.” Stiles said as he sat on Jackson’s lap.