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Theo has no idea how he ended up here. Sure, he’s heard of Lydia’s famous (or is it infamous?) parties, but to be invited to one? He never expected that. Although, this pack keeps surprising him; the things they have seen and went through would be enough to scare grown werewolves, much less a bunch of teen wolves.
He catches a glimpse of Liam and his little puppy pack on the other side of the pool. Their eyes meet, and Liam smiles so widely at him, like he is incredibly happy to see him. He waves, putting his whole body into motion and starts shouting Theo’s name. It’s strange how open he is about greeting him, accepting him.
In fact, the whole puppy pack is grinning at him too. So weird.
Just then, the slow, quiet song that has been playing gives out to something a lot more cheerful, loud. It startles him and for just a moment, he feels like he is having an outer body experience. But the moment passes and the next thing he knows, Liam is shouting something about this being his favorite song, then he is basically skipping over to Theo, his smile still wide, it is borderline eerie.
“Come on, Theo, dance with me!!”
“I don’t–” he tries, but Liam is already grabbing his hands and is spinning them around while he sings from the top of his lungs.
“I used to think maybe you loved me now baby I'm sure”
Wait, what?
“And I just can't wait till the day when you knock on my door”
What is he–?
“Now everytime I go for the mailbox, gotta hold myself down, 'Cause I just can't wait till you write me you're coming around”
What the hell?
Liam is grinning at him, eyes sparkling, filled with warmth and sunshine and… affection? Does he mean what he is saying? Are the words meant for Theo? Or is Liam just playing around?
“I used to think maybe you loved me, now I know that it's true,” Liam sings louder, grabbing everyone’s attention. But when Theo looks around, he sees familiar faces all smiling at them, like they… Like they approve. His heart hammers in his chest, faster and faster, because there is no way this could be real, no way it–
“And I don't want to spend my whole life, just waiting for you,” Liam says, drawing Theo’s attention back to him. He is still holding Theo’s hand, but he is closer now, much closer, gazing into Theo’s eyes, like he wants him to know this is happening. He grabs his chin, gently, making sure Theo maintains eye contact.
“Now I don't want you back for the weekend, not back for a day, no no no!”
“I said baby I just want you back and I want you to stay!” The song continues, but Liam doesn’t. Instead, he stares into Theo’s eyes for a moment, then leans in. Theo holds his breath, heart pounding in his ears as he just stands there, frozen. Liam captures his lips in a soft, gentle kiss, then pulls away too quickly, leaving Theo yearning for more.
“Stay,” he says. Theo stares back at him, bewildered, but also–
“I'm walking on sunshine, wooah!!!I'm walking on sunshine, wooah!!! I'm walking on sunshine, woooah!!! And don't it feel good!!!” The radio in Theo’s truck blasts music, startling him awake. He blinks against the harsh morning light, the damn sun burning his eyes. It takes him a second to realize it was a dream. He groans, knowing it was too good to be true, and too weird as well.
Casting a glance at the bundle of clothes he has in a trash back at the footwell, he heaves a sign, then looks outside. He sees Liam at his own window, stretching, probably just got up too, and thinks about what dream Liam told him.
Yeah, maybe he could stick around.