Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles]

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Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Sept 6, 2014 20:08:30 GMT

Post by Ayame Moon on Sept 6, 2014 20:08:30 GMT

It puzzled Ayame to see Stiles eat not a lot of the food that she had cooked. She had made quite a bit of breakfast foods, assuming that Stiles would eat a lot like he usually did, but it seemed that this morning he wasn’t eating a whole lot. That made her worry. Was it about the nightmare he had last night or something else? She wasn’t sure and to be honest, she was a little worried about what would happen to him if he wasn’t eating right. There was no way that this could be normal for her friend. Sure, she and Stiles hadn’t been friends all that often, but that didn’t mean that she hadn’t figured that the boy could easily eat something that rivaled an actual sized gingerbread house. So, Ayame found it somewhat worrisome that her friend wasn’t eating as much as he usually did. Was her food bad or something? The girl glanced at Stiles’ father and found that the Sheriff seemed to enjoy her breakfast food while Stiles merely seemed to nibble at one or two pancakes and a few slices of bacon, which she found rather troubling, but she didn’t mention it. She was sure that Stiles’ father had made a note of it and would probably talk to him about it later so for now, she kept her trap shut.

Then Stiles got up and dismissed himself. Ayame must have looked puzzled because Stiles’ father spoke. ”Must have to go to the bathroom,” he stated before he glanced down at his watch. He downed his mug of coffee before he stood up, grabbing a travel mug from the cabinet so that he could fill up on coffee before he headed to work. Ayame took it upon herself to grab him a few pieces of toast and bacon and slip it into a small paper sack. She handed it to him after he returned to the table and he paused, eyeing her carefully. ”You know I’m not supposed to have this stuff, right?” Ayame shrugged. ”No one ever died from cheating a little on their diet,” she said with a smile. He grinned at her a bit. ”Good girl. Don’t worry, this will be our little secret.” Ayame smiled and nodded her head before the Sheriff sat down, finishing off his breakfast. Just as he had finished up, Stiles returned from his time spent in the restroom. The boy rank the rest of his coffee before he stood up, heading to the pot, asking his dad if he was going to see him during his break. The Sheriff of the Beacon Hills police department nodded his head before he nodded to Ayame and left for work, little brown baggy in hand.

The young boxer finished off her breakfast and looked at the leftovers, muttering a bit about how she should have had him take all of it so the rest of the department could have some breakfast to nibble on. It wasn’t but a moment later that Stiles asked Ayame what she wanted to do. The girl looked over at him and shrugged a bit. ”I dunno. Clean up this mess I suppose and then figure it out from there…” She smiled over at him. She wanted to ask him about his nightmare, tell him she knew, but if he didn’t want to talk about it, she wouldn’t bring it up. It seemed neither of the Stilinskis were going to talk about it in her presence so, she figured it would be best if she kept herself quiet and instead played the part of the clueless friend until Stiles felt like including her into the loop. ”We could laze about here, unless you have plans. Maybe we could try and hang out with Scott?” She asked. The girl had yet to hang out with Stiles’ other best friend. She had talked to a fellow named Peter over the phone and Stiles had spoken about Scott but she hadn’t actually met the crooked jawed teenager. She hoped, of course, that she eventually would but for the moment she hadn’t and to be honest, she wished to. From the way Stiles talked about him, he was a great friend and person, even if the two were having some time apart. Ayame hated seeing a bromance on a break.

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Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Sept 9, 2014 4:43:32 GMT

Post by Stiles Stilinski on Sept 9, 2014 4:43:32 GMT

Friendship and Curly Fries

“Cleaning up should be good.” He mused. The kitchen hadn't exactly become a war-zone like it usually did when his father attempted to make food, but it wasn't the neatest of kitchens, especially with all the leftover food still on plates. He would have to put some of it in tuber-wares and probably hide them in the back of the fridge so his dad wouldn't find them so easily because sugary substances were good every once in a while, but consecutively was a big non. “How about you let me clean this up since you did cook, it's the least I can do.” Not prepared to take no for an answer in his own home, he pushed her out of the kitchen with his good hand, blatantly ignoring her suggestion of hanging out with Scott, and got to work. Pulling out tupperware was a little easy, but actually placing the food was proving to be a very difficult task. “Okay so I may need your help in here.”

Letting her focus on putting away the food, he grabbed the dirty dishes one by one and set them atop the dishwasher, before pulling the handle open and setting them down on the inside. They were moving like a well oiled machine almost like he and Scott used to. He bit his lip when he realized that he had just compared Ayame to his partner in crime since they were basically in diapers. The whole situation was all kinds of screwed up but she deserved better than being his rebound friend just because McCall had decided that he needed to focus on his romantic relationship instead of the brotherly one. It still stung a little that his own mother hand noticed before him that Stiles wasn't sleeping very well and that he had begun to look fatigued. What kind of friend didn't notice when another wasn't feeling like themselves? Heck even Lydia had noticed a few days ago and had made him some hot chocolate to help ease his stress before going back to analyze the readings he had found on Banshees.

Notes: He misses Scott </3
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Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Sept 15, 2014 20:06:25 GMT

Post by Ayame Moon on Sept 15, 2014 20:06:25 GMT

Ayame gazed over at Stiles as he told her that cleaning up would be a good idea. She nodded her head in response before realizing that he didn’t even touch on the topic of going to hang out with Scott. She frowned a bit, but didn’t bring it up as she instead moved to go clean the kitchen. As she did, Stiles stopped her, suggesting that she let him clean up since she cooked. He stated that it was the least that he could do. She opened her mouth to accept since she had gotten up early and wouldn’t mind a cat nap, Stiles pushed her out of the kitchen, making her laugh a bit and roll her eyes at him. Once he pushed her out of the kitchen, she made her way into the living room. She sat down amongst the blankets and pillows once again and snuggled up under the covers. She sighed contently. Despite how Stiles had clearly ignored her suggestion of hanging out with Scott, he hadn’t said anything about not hanging out with her, so, for the moment, she would be content with life.

Well, at least until Stiles called to her, saying that he may need some help in the kitchen. A laugh escaped Ayame’s lips once again before she got up, out of her arm cocoon and made her way back into the kitchen. She looked over at him and realized that the farthest he had gotten was getting the Tupperware out so that he could put the food inside. She laughed once again. ”Move over,” she commanded as she started to put the leftover food into the plastic storage containers. As she finished with that, Stiles took the dirty dishes from her and placed them in the dishwasher. They seemed to work roughly like a well-oiled machine. Well, for the moment. Ayame put the Tupperware into the fridge after she finished putting all the leftover food inside of them and turned to see Stiles putting the remaining dishes into the dishwasher. He would run it soon afterwards and then it was time for them to decide what on earth they were doing with the rest of their day, assuming he still wanted to be around her anyway.

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Notes; They're so awkward it's adorable.

Last Edit: Sept 15, 2014 20:06:52 GMT by Ayame Moon

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Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Sept 16, 2014 4:24:26 GMT

Post by Stiles Stilinski on Sept 16, 2014 4:24:26 GMT

Friendship and Curly Fries

He grabbed the juice that had been left out on the counter and moved it closer to the fridge so he could put it away. Opening the fridge door should not have been such a struggle to do but he didn't really care at that point so once the juice was in he slammed it shut. Next was actually wiping down the counters with one of the rags from under the sink from where he also needed to grab the soap to put into the dishwasher. He had never truly appreciated being able to use both arms up until now, which was usually how it went, you never truly missed something until it was gone. Like Scott. Shaking his head, he did his best to push his friend out of his head and focus on cleaning up the amazing breakfast that he had barely eaten but had been made with care by Ayame. Kneeling down he grabbed the necessary things and slowly brought them over to his counter before going back to close the cabinet.

“I have no idea what we could do besides maybe go for a drive but that might be a bit of a struggle with this.” He waved his hurt arm around so she could get the idea. “We could always go back to watching movies?” He suggested to her as he added the soap into the little compartment inside the dishwasher. Those would be clean in an hour or so which gave them enough time to finish cleaning the kitchen and even tidy up the living room up a little bit. Just enough that they could lie back down in piece and enjoy the rest of the movies without having to clean up a big mess later on. “Or we could read some comic books too. I actually just got the newest updates in all things Marvel. Not DC though, I've given up on them. The New 52 was a great idea...on paper but once it was executed it wasn't so fun. I mean they got rid of Wally West for pete's sake! Who in their right mind would get rid of him! They also broke up Lois Lane to make way for Wonder Woman to be the number one lady in Superman's life, like what's that about?” He was very passionate about his comic books and sometimes forgot he could only talk so much with the amount of air his lungs could carry.

Notes: Agreed XD
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Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Sept 20, 2014 20:59:06 GMT

Post by Ayame Moon on Sept 20, 2014 20:59:06 GMT

The young girl resisted the urge to offer help to Stiles when he struggled to open up the fridge to place the orange juice inside. She knew that even if she offered help, he wouldn’t take it. Stiles was proud, as was she, and she knew she wouldn’t accept an offer of help if she was in his position, so she continued to clean around the kitchen. Well, until she heard the fridge slam shut. When that happened she jumped about a foot in the air before she turned to see him digging around in the cabinets looking for something. Soon enough he produced the rags and dishwasher soap. He moved back towards the cabinet to shut the door and as he did so, he stated that he had no idea what the two of them could do besides maybe go for a drive but it may be a bit of a struggle with his hurt arm, which he waved about, making her chuckle. ”Yeah, I’m sure waving it about helps,” she teased before he suggested that they could always go back to watching movies. Ayame nodded her head. ”Yeah, that’s always an option,” she told him as he put the soap in the dishwasher.

Ayame grabbed the rag on the counter and wet it down so she could white down the counter tops as Stiles spoke again, suggesting they read a few comic books since he got the newest updates in everything Marvel. He then stated that not with DC though since heh ad given up on them. While the New 52 was a good idea, the execution hadn’t exactly been ideal. He stated they got rid of Wally West, which Ayame had known before he asked who in their right mind got rid of him. ”Crazy people?” She suggested casually before he said that they broke up Lois Lane and Superman so that Supes could be with Wonder Woman. Ayame sighed heavily. ”I don’t know what’s so wrong with Lois! I mean, yeah, she’s not super or a hero or anything, but so what? Just because two people are different doesn’t mean they can’t be together, you know? Love is love no matter the species…or…differences,” she stated, huffing. She had always been a believer that should anyone in her life be different than they originally seemed, she wouldn’t cut them out, she would try and understand them and be there for them. She had read enough comic books and seen enough movies to know that.

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Notes; This friendship makes me wish my friendships were like this.

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Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Sept 21, 2014 3:22:33 GMT

Post by Stiles Stilinski on Sept 21, 2014 3:22:33 GMT

Friendship and Curly Fries

“Exactly! Why should one be treated less than the other simply because they weren't born with the same abilities as the other. Sure, Lois can't fly or jump across buildings and what not but she was Clark's humanity and kept him grounded all the time. If Wonder Woman suddenly decides to wipe out, oh I don't know Lex, there's nothing Superman would be able to do to stop it, hell with his current character development, he might even join in.” It was a complete exaggeration and he knew it but he had no other way to express his anger to the disregard the comic book writers had shown to Lois just for being human. Much like his own anger towards being pushed back and handled with care with his friends in the moments he had wished that they would have allowed him to fight. He was human but it didn't mean he couldn't go up against a wolf or something, he'd done it before, now granted it hadn't turned out with the best of results, but he was learning more. He didn't want to be known as just their research guy because for all intents and purposes, Lydia could easily uproot him from the one thing he knew he was good at for the simple fact that she knew more languages. If Deaton could entrust him with some Mountain Ash and even some Wolfsbane, why was it so hard for his friends to do the same?

With his current health situation he understood if his friends treated him weaker than them because he was, but it didn't mean that they had a right to have done it before. Even with his hurt hand though he could still drive a getaway car or run over some supernatural creature like he had done with Jackson, now admittedly it hadn't been the best plan but it had bought his friends some time with the only expense being his car. He would much rather pay the damaged to any part of his car than have to bury a friend and mourn their death like he was still doing with Allison. Sometimes it felt like his friends didn't even remember her with how quickly they were to forget her or replace her with someone else, except maybe Isaac. Isaac, as far as he knew, was still in deep pain about what had happened to Allison and Stiles thought he was avoiding him because it had been his fault that she was now six feet underground.

Blinking away a tear, he realized he had been staring at the bottle of dish washer soap for the past few minutes without making any noise. He rubbed his nose with the sleeve of his shirt, discretely wiping under his eye, before kneeling down and putting the bottle away. His feelings kept resurfacing at the worst times and he refused to deal with any of them until it was absolutely necessary and not a moment sooner, for now there were more important things to do. “Soo...Avengers?” He didn't wait for her response and instead made his way over to the living room to pop the movie into his DVD player.

Notes: These two have set the bar pretty high for great friendships x)
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Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Sept 27, 2014 1:21:26 GMT

Post by Ayame Moon on Sept 27, 2014 1:21:26 GMT

The smile that was on Ayame’s face as she heard Stiles rant about how Lois Lane had been replaced by Wonder Woman to be the new love interest for Superman. It made her smile because this was the Stiles that she had been hanging out with the day he followed her out onto the lacrosse field with her backpack in hand and his hoodie placed over her shoulders. This was the Stiles that she had been hanging out with as of late. Not the Stiles that had been moping around a bit this morning. No, this was the Stiles that Ayame loved being around and she was more than a little happy to see him return to normal. Even as she thought about this, she listened to his rant, nodding in all the right places. Once he finished his rant, Ayame decided it was her turn to speak, and did just that. ”Right? It just doesn’t make much sense at all, besides, he needs to grow as a character not grow completely out of fricken character! All DC wants is a friggen power couple, no matter how stupid it sounds, I’m pretty sure that’s what they want, it’s why they’re doing this. It’s seriously stupid though. I like Wonder Woman as a fierce, strong woman who doesn’t need a man in her life. Can she get one? Sure! But only when it’s necessary to her story arch. Hello! She is the main reason why having a boyfriend isn’t really high on the priority list. If it happens? Great. If it doesn’t? That’s great too.” She exclaimed before sighing heavily and shaking her head. DC seriously angered her sometimes.

After a moment, Ayame calmed herself down before looking over at Stiles, who had actually just started to look like he was going to make out or eat the dishwasher soap. He rubbed at his nose before he put the bottle away. He stood up and seemed less…passionate than he was before. He looked more like he was going to burst in to tears than anything. Ayame sent him a soft look before he asked if she wanted to watch Avengers. Without really waiting for a response, he headed into the living room. She sighed and shook her head before she followed after him. After he put the DVD into the player, she moved up behind him and hugged him. She didn’t pre-empt it with anything and there was no doubt that the action would shock the hell out of him, but she didn’t care. She wrapped her arms around his chest, her cheek against his back as she hugged him. While it wasn’t long, it wasn’t all that short either. So after about 30 seconds, she released him and took a step back. She looked up at him, since he was quite a bit taller than her. She smiled at him smally. ”It looked like you needed a hug,” she reasoned before she turned and made her way back towards the blanket and pillow nest that the duo had yet to clean up and plopped down, snuggling under one of the blankets and eyeing the menu as it played.

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Notes; Seriously cannot wait for her and Scott to meet. Weeee!

Last Edit: Sept 27, 2014 1:21:58 GMT by Ayame Moon

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Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Oct 2, 2014 0:31:25 GMT

Post by Stiles Stilinski on Oct 2, 2014 0:31:25 GMT

Friendship and Curly Fries

He opened the dvd case with relative ease and jammed it into the player once he had cleared out the dvd that was still in there. The Avengers movie was a good distraction for moments such as those since it was full of so much action and such a huge main cast that once you actually paid attention it was like the whole world didn’t exist except for you and that movie. It was why that movie was one of his favorite comic book adaptions, not because of Scarlett Johansson like Scott liked to tease him about. He heard her footsteps from the kitchen, making her way on over, so he stood up and went to look for the remote that was somewhere on the table. He tensed up when he felt her hands wrap around him into a hug, but he forced himself to relax into it so she wouldn't feel hurt or anything.

“T-thanks...I think I did too.” They were a poor substitute to the arms that he really wanted to hold him but he would take what he could get at that moment. Besides, he was supposed to be mad at Scott right now and calling him to get down to his house just for a hug seemed really silly even in his head. Not that Scott even knew that he was mad at him and Stiles wasn't going to bring it up to him either. He couldn't jeopardize his friend's new relationship with Kira, no matter how much it hurt to see him be pushed aside again like Scott had with Allison. It was like he had a one track mind when there was a pretty girl in a 15 mile radius. Stiles sometimes got like that but that was only when there was a case that made him push everything else aside, even friends, and focus only on that.

After rearranging himself back into the nest, just a few inches or so away from Aya, he pressed play and waited for the first scene to start. He knew his bad mood was breaking through the mask he had tried to put up but with hardly any sleep it was getting harder and harder to function as he normally would. Looking over at the face of his friend, he knew he had to at least try to be normal, even if it was just for the sake of keeping up appearances. He couldn't have people thinking that there was anything seriously wrong with him otherwise they might not even let him continue playing lacrosse, not that it would be so bad but Scott might notice and then it wouldn't take too long for his dad to get the hint. It was like a domino effect with everyone. Grabbing his phone that had stayed on the nest, he saw that he had another text message, again from Isaac. This one he didn't even bother opening before shutting off the screen of his phone and setting it down on the pillow his hurt arm was now resting on.

Notes: They need to hurry and meet already x)
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Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Oct 5, 2014 7:46:57 GMT

Post by Ayame Moon on Oct 5, 2014 7:46:57 GMT

The girl had felt Stiles stiffen under her embrace as she hugged him. She felt even more awkward after the hug was over. She tried to reason why she had hugged him. She figured he wouldn’t mind it as much as he seemed to. Hugs seemed to make things better in her life, but it seemed that that wasn’t the case in this. Sure, Stiles relaxed, but not fully. She new what Stiles looked like when he was relaxed and he was not at all relaxed in her embraced. The boy did his best to try not to hurt her feelings, but it didn’t work. Shew as more observational than he thought she was. She didn’t want to mention it, of course, but she didn’t want to be any further insulted either. She wasn’t blind as a bat, but then the thought occurred to her that perhaps Stiles was doing what he was doing to protect her from whatever was plaguing his mind. Sure, she didn’t know him perfectly, she knew that she and Stiles were best friends but they weren’t best friends. They bonded over the loss of parental figures, or a parental figure in Stiles’ case, and seemed to just click at the mention of curly fries.

Stiles stuttered out a sorry excuse of gratitude before he said that he thought he needed the hug too. She frowned a bit and kept herself seated in the blanket nest that had been created. She swallowed a bit as she sat there and soon enough, everything was set up and Stiles was once again seated beside her. He pressed play and the Avengers started to play on the screen. She smiled a little, unable to help it as the movie started. She truly did enjoy the character of Loki. He was an interesting character, although there was some sympathy for the Jotun, she knew that his anger and his actions could be used in more…constructive ways. Still, it was fictional, so who cared? She tried her best to keep her eyes on the TV, tried to keep herself distracted from the only friend she had sitting beside her, but she wasn’t sure how long she could sit there and ignore the obvious pain that he was in.

It wasn’t long before he looked at his phone, ignoring the text that was on it. He set the phone down, not answering it and the two continued to watch the movie. Still, even with Ayame wrapped up in the movie, she could tell that the air between the two friends wasn’t the same as it had been the night before. She pursed her lips a moment in thought before she sighed gently before she took the remote from him, turning down the TV. She kept it on, so she had something to distract her from the look on his face at the question she would ask him. ”Do you want to talk about it?” She asked him, making sure he could hear her voice over the volume of the TV. She didn’t look at him, she didn’t want to know his reaction to her question. But she took advantage of his silence. ”I know we’re not super close, and if you don’t want to talk about it, it’s totally okay, but I do know that something is bothering you… If you don’t want to talk about it, I at least want you to know that I’m here if…you know, you ever did want to talk about it,” she stated, her eyes flicking towards him before returning to the movie.

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Notes; I just wanna cuddle them both.

Last Edit: Oct 5, 2014 7:47:16 GMT by Ayame Moon

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Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Oct 5, 2014 8:15:23 GMT

Post by Stiles Stilinski on Oct 5, 2014 8:15:23 GMT

Friendship and Curly Fries

“It's not that I don't wanna talk about it as much as the fact that there really isn't much to talk about.” He grabbed a pillow that had been to his right and plopped it down on top of his lap, before grabbing one of the edges and playing with it in his hand. How did he even begin to explain everything that had happened to him since the night that he dragged Scott out of his home to look for half of a dead girl. There was no way of saying anything without coming off as super crazy and even borderline psycho. She would sooner walk out of his home calling him insane than staying long enough for him to even begin explaining the nogitsune. Plus, there was no guarantee that she wouldn't blame him for the deaths of all the people that had died at his hand. She would never look at him the same way. “I know I can talk to you if there's anything that's bothering me.” He mumbled, not really trying to speak over the movie because one of his favorite scenes was one. “It's just that me not being able to sleep last night isn't a really big deal, I promise.”

He had always identified with the heroes of any movie he ever watched, since he had been like five and old enough to comprehend who was the hero, even if he was forced to be the sidekick and what not but now, he kept seeing pieces of himself inside of Loki. He was a pawn used in the bigger fight involving all the pack members and just supernatural beings in general when all he had really wanted to do was be accepted. Had things really gotten so bad that he could no longer identify with the likes of Hawkeye or Tony Stark, two obvious human beings who kicked ass by simply being human? He enjoyed the pain and suffering he had brought the others when he had taken their life. He had enjoyed the light leaving their eyes as they took the last breath that they would ever take in his world and it had been easier at first to claim that it had all been the nogitsune, brushing off any residual feelings to the back of his mind to stay there until he couldn't handle them anymore. The nogitsune was just an excuse for the terrible things he had done, even if his friends told him it wasn't him, he still knew that Allison's blood was on his hands. How could he hope that Ayame would remain his friend if she knew that he had killed Allison? How could he hope that any of his friends could ever treat him the same if they even knew that he had taken great pleasure from running rampant in Beacon Hills? They blamed the nogitsune but he knew that the person they needed to blame was him.

Notes: They need all the cuddles they can get yooo x)
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Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Oct 5, 2014 8:40:06 GMT

Post by Ayame Moon on Oct 5, 2014 8:40:06 GMT

Ayame kept herself quiet as she waited Stiles’ response. She kept her eyes on the screen, even after she looked over at him. She gently ran one of her hands through her dark brown hair. She looked at Loki on the screen before she spotted Thor and Captain America. She grinned at them before she heard Stiles speak. She looked over at him, removing her eyes from the movie as he said that it wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk about it, it was moreso the fact that there wasn’t much to talk about. She knew he was lying, he had had a nightmare the previous night, but she didn’t bring it up. She knew he wouldn’t be happy if she did. She chewed on her cheek as he grew silent once more. She watched as he moved a pillow from beside him into his lap, playing with the edge as his eyes remained glued to the screen. She felt herself frown a bit as she looked at him before she went to turn her attention back to the movie. She shouldn’t say anything, she couldn’t. She needed to be a good friend and keep her lips shut, focusing on the movie and trying to at least let him know that he was there even if he didn’t want her to be or didn’t want to talk about it at the moment, no matter how much he lied about it. Just as she convinced herself to keep her mouth shut, Stiles decided to speak once more.

Stiles told Ayame that he knew he could talk to her if there was anything that was bothering him, but apparently it was just that him not being able to sleep last night hadn’t been a big deal and he promised that was all. She knew he was lying, she could feel it, but she didn’t say it aloud. She was quite a moment before she nodded her head. ”Alright, so long as you promise,” she muttered before she turned her head back towards the screen. She stayed quiet for a few minutes before she took a deep breath and apologized for what had to be the sixteenth time during their sleepover and hang out. ”And I’m sorry…about the hug. I know that the hug was rather out of the blue and probably crossing some sort of line… and I know I’m not anyone close to you like your dad, Scott, or even Lydia, but…hugs always make things better,” she tried to reason, not removing her eyes from the screen. Without realizing it, she got into a position she found comfortable, she brought her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on them, looking up at the screen before her. She didn’t want to look at her friend. She didn’t feel hurt by him not accepting her hug, but in a way she had. It wasn’t anything personal, she knew, but she couldn’t help it. Being a girl was dumb.

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Notes; Aya says she's sorry...again XD

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Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Oct 11, 2014 2:59:35 GMT

Post by Stiles Stilinski on Oct 11, 2014 2:59:35 GMT

Friendship and Curly Fries

She didn't believe him, he knew that, he wasn't blind to the sideway glances and looks of contempt at not being honest with her but he couldn't tell her the truth. If he could, he would tell her what was wrong in a heartbeat. Okay that was a lie, if he could he would go back and make sure he stayed home the night that Laura's body was found out in the woods. Even if it meant loosing Scott as his friend and the rest of the pack because the loss of Allison and even Boyd and Erica could have all been prevented. It was kinda funny how easily everything could have been prevented if both he and Scott had stayed in that night and not gone looking for Derek's dead sister. He knew that a lot of good things had come out of him being really nosy but in the long run all he could see was all the death and destruction he had caused to Beacon Hills and his friends. He wanted to remain as a funny little spaz in Ayame's eyes at least for a while longer before her view of him shifted and she ran from him as fast as she could.

Stiles felt really bad that she was putting herself down because her hug had freaked him out a little but it wasn't so much that he did't want a hug from her, it was just that it had been so long since he had last had some good bodily contact. So rather than argue with her that it wasn't her fault, he picked up his pillow with his good hand and chucked it to her as hard as he could. “Stop being an idiot and come up here and cuddle.” Hugging released endorphins and would probably make him feel a lot better, especially if he had been the one to initiate contact with her. He shifted closer so the middle and waited for him to join her in his awkward one arm cuddle position because he needed to keep his other arm elevated so it wouldn't hurt as much. “You're not allowed to tell anyone about this. Especially the fact that I actually used the word cuddle, it might ruin my reputation.” He joked to her before grinning in her direction and then genuinely laughing at the big fight scene between Thor, Captain America and Iron Man, momentarily forgetting about his grumpy attitude.

Notes: Nothing a thrown pillow and hugs can't fix for now x)
Tag: Ayame Moon

credit to Rach @ Delusional

Ayame Moon
The Moon Iris

Sixteen

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Sephy

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Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Dec 23, 2014 15:50:58 GMT

Post by Ayame Moon on Dec 23, 2014 15:50:58 GMT

A squeak left Ayame’s lips as she felt a pillow collide with the side of her head. She turned and looked over at Stiles, narrowing her eyes at him a bit. If it wasn’t for his hurt hand, she would shout that there was a need for a pillow fight. But, not wanting to anger Stiles’ father, or the people at the hospital, she figured she would be nice and do everything in her power to make sure that he didn’t end up injured again, at least in her presence. She ran a hand through her hair before Stiles told her to stop being an idiot and to go over to him and cuddle. She rolled her eyes at him, but laughed lightly anyway. ”Rude. I’m not an idiot,” she argued before she moved closer to him. Her arguing tone wasn’t as brash as when she was actually arguing with someone, not that Stiles knew that. The two hadn’t argued yet in their friendship, but she digressed. It should have been obvious that she was anything but angry with him, especially right now. She was more…worried than anything. Worried about her friend who had gone from the happy-go-lucky dork she knew from the diner to this kid.

Grant it, Ayame would take what she could get so when Stiles moved closer to her towards the middle of the nest and told her to come cuddle with him, she obliged. She scooted closer to him, moving so that the two of them could cuddle up together, no matter how awkward it was since Stiles still had his hurt wrist. The position that they found themselves in was comfortable, which Ayame thought was interesting. It wasn’t comfortable in the sense that the two belonged together, but in the sense that they were able to do this without any feelings surfacing. It was strangely surprising. Mostly because Ayame was never this comfortable with anyone, especially after her parents had been murdered. Once the two were mostly comfortable, Stiles told his new friend that she wasn’t allowed to tell anyone about their little cuddle session, especially when it came to the fact that he had used the word “cuddle.” He stated that it may ruin his reputation and Ayame laughed, shaking her head. ”Ah yes, your reputation,” she mocked playfully before her eyes returned to the fight scene before her between Thor, Captain America, and Iron Man.

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Stiles Stilinski
145 lbs of Pale Skin and Bone

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Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Dec 25, 2014 0:17:43 GMT

Post by Stiles Stilinski on Dec 25, 2014 0:17:43 GMT

Friendship and Curly Fries

Rearranging himself wasn't as easy as he would have hoped, but the end result was worth it as both him and Aya were finally comfortable on the nest of blankets. His phone, long forgotten beeped alerting him on the low battery, but he was far too warm to care. It was still a little odd to him how quickly he had grown to care for the young girl next to him and it scared him sometimes because he feared her rejection. She didn't know he had been behind so much death and that he was still a little unstable both physically and mentally, but he knew he couldn't keep her at an arms distance any longer. Sooner or later some supernatural creature would threaten them all again and since she was close to him, she would undoubtedly be involved, possibly resulting in her being injured.

He was psyching himself out, and he knew it all too well, but his worries held truths in them. Anyone who grew close to him would eventually end up hurt, if not dead. And he knew that eventually she would find out about everything and there was a higher chance of her running away screaming than of her sticking around to hear him out. “This is one of my favorite parts...” He whispered, watching the scene unfold onscreen. Maybe if he went back to the mental hospital, he would be able to get over what had happened to him.

Notes: Stiles is happy too x) also sorry it's so short :/
Tag: Ayame Moon

credit to Rach @ Delusional

Ayame Moon
The Moon Iris

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Student

Crushing

Sephy

223 posts

Friendship and Curly Fries [Stiles] Jan 7, 2015 15:43:54 GMT

Post by Ayame Moon on Jan 7, 2015 15:43:54 GMT

Strangely enough, the friends were quite comfortable all snuggled up next to one another. Even when Stiles’ phone beeped, signaling that his phone was about to die, neither of them moved. Ayame’s phone buzzed and she eyed it, seeing if it was from her aunt before seeing that it wasn’t and then refocused on the movie. It seemed that nothing could break the two from their little blanket nest as they sat there with each other watching the Avengers. And there wasn’t anything romantic about the gestures, romantic about where the two friends were at. There was nothing awkward between the two of them. They were best friends and they would always be best friends, or so Ayame believed. After all, the two had bonded over many things so this, well, to her, this was nothing new.

The scene came up where it was Stiles’ favorite scene, which he was sure to tell her. She smiled a bit and the two watched the movie in silence. Everything around them was forgotten and soon enough the two had fallen asleep in front of the TV, the DVD had ended and the menu was playing on repeat when Stiles’ father walked through the front door. He looked at the kids and smiled a bit as he looked at his peacefully sleeping son, for once. Perhaps this girl would be a better influence on his son given everything that was going on. Not wanting to disturb them, the father turned off the television and cleaned up their snacks and drinks before he headed upstairs for a shower. Maybe he’d follow their lead and hit the sack as well, even if it was only 2 in the afternoon.

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