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Stiles doesn't know what he's expecting, but it isn't for Scott to tug out his chair and tip his chin up for him like that. Talking is - it would be the right thing to do, he thinks, there are a lot of things to worry about here, to considering, but fuck if it isn't impossible to care about any of that with the warmth of Scott's mouth against his own.

He doesn't push him away, instead shifting clumsily in a way to invite Scott to get closer. Doing this on a kitchen chair might be ridiculous, but the more he falls into the heat of the kiss the less he finds himself caring about awkward angles or discomfort.

When he does come up for air, he's left gripping Scott's shoulder, as if silently telling him he's not allowed to move while he desperately catches his breath.

"Okay. So it wasn't the closet."

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