Boyd's eyes widen as the librarian gets swarmed under the water.

"Fuck!" He whispers. Clutching his boyfriend's hand. "Jeff" The victim is reaching for the tassle, the only thing that he can clasp to get him out. "HHEEEEELLLLPPPPP!" He screams as his one arm waves around. "Someone help him!" Boyd urges, panic starting to flood his body. Of course, there's no-one around, Jeff gets surrounded by the whirlpool arm dislocated, Boyd shakes his head as the last clip they see is Jeff's lasYout gulp of air underwater, before the end is nigh.

"Babe! You're a werewolf, you can't be scared of horror movies! That's like a law!" Stiles chuckles as he kisses him on the cheek. He doesn't think much of it. Until in bed, he reaches out for Boyd only to find a hollow empty space.

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"Booooooyd!" Stiles huffs. He really doesn't want to go outside. It's freezing, and he's only wearing a grey T-shirt and white patterned star wars shorts. He's getting no repsonse, so he'd gotta look around. He pulls on his darth vader dressing gown. He runs to living room,

No he's not there...…...

Turns the light on in the kitchen.

Nope

He's about to go back upstairs, when he sees his boyfriends shoulders sag, leaning against the porch. Stiles features crease in confusion as he watches him for a few seconds.

"Hey you! Trying to turn yourself into a snowman?" He flounces up to him spinning his dressing gown cord like a lasso.

"That horror film" Boyd sniffed wiping his nose with a tissue.

"Are you pissed, because I kinda made fun of you...…."

"It's not that. Stiles in a few years I could be Jeff" Boyd violent rocks against the railing. His fists nearly breaking in the metal.

"What?"

"He let go of the tassle..."

"He was getting hunted down by a murderous whirlpool!" Stiles points out.

"He let go because he gave up. No-one was was going to save him. So he just let himself go. Ended himself before the whirpool could"

"Hun, it's freezing. Let's...go inside..."

"They joke about me being Derek's favourite. But it's Isaac. Erica will always stay on Derek's good side, because she's the only girl"

"What do you mean?" Stiles tightly, pulls the dressing gown around him as he shivers.

"I mean what happens one day if Derek gets fed up with me? If I pissed him off the point of no return? He could always turn someone else. Or get Theo or Brett into his pack. They're strong, and were born like that. People fall out of love all the time right? They cheat, or just dump you and move on. What if Derek does that to me?"

"Baaaaaaaabe?"

"I'm serious" Boyd coughs down a whimper as tears fill his eyes. "What if the Hale pack abandon me? I'll be like poor Jeff in that movie. Just depressed and paralysed by fear. Facing the new nemeton monster by myself. Trying to fight back, but knowing deep down that I should should just give up"

" Whhhhaaaatttt? Has Derek said something?"

"No"

"Then where the fuck is this coming from?"

"It's coming from common sense! Stiles if I don't have Derek, Erica and Isaac, who the fuck can I depend on in Beacon hills?"

"US!" Sherriff Stilinski comes back from his late shift. Plunging his gun into the holster. He holds up his own dressing gown and quickly wraps it around Boyd. "This is as cliche as hell, but buddy, you'll always have us. We know it's been hard with your family"

"Yeah" Boyd sighs.

"We know. We know Derek could kick you out tomorrow"

"Daaaaaaad!"

"Hang on. But it doesn't matter. Because you can always stay with us. Even now, even if you have a bad day at school, or a crappy asshole at the ice rink. You can stay with us for as long as you need" He rubs his shoulders as lightly pulls him in for a hug. "My son is really...how do you kids say it..."into you" He really wants to see you succeed and be happy. As do I. You've never been alone" Noah sighs as the large teen hugs him back. "Can we all go in? I'm freezing my balls off out here!" He rubs the were's back as he nods.

"I'm sorry for freaking out" Boyd says as he walks side by side next to the officer. They walk back into the living room, and the TV is instantly switched on.

"No worries! Do you want some hot chocolate and Cookies! I literally have to hide them from Stiles every week. Do you know he's eaten five packs in one sitting?"

"Seriously?" Boyd chuckles.

"Don't worry about me guys! I'm just outside turning into the ice king!" Stiles dramatically pushes the door open. "Dad your speech was awesome, so I'm just gonna copy it...Babe you have us..."

"I'm seriously starting to doubt that A in English!" Noah smiles as he goes to the kitchen to turn on the kettle. Now the heating's on and Boyd is flicking through netflix. Stiles takes of his dressing gown and puts his own over Boyd.

"Two dressing gowns? What I done to deserve this pleasure?" He smirks.

"Sorry!"

"For what?"

"Dad is trained in these situtuations to wipe tears away with words. I...just...I just saw you crying and...shitty weather aside, I kinda...froze. I wanna take your tears away too! That's my job!" Stiles points to his chest as Boyd wraps an arm around him.

"You don't have to say anything, Stiles. Just...just your presense. Just lying next to me at night is more than I think I deserve sometimes" He confesses with a far away look in his eyes. Stiles turns his face gently, so there meet each others eyes.

"I love you, vernon. Just don't play runaway wolf and go for walkies in the middle of the night! An empty bed freaks me out!" He lightly kisses him on the cheek.

"I'm staying"

"Awwwwwessome!"

"If only for the cookies. Your dad has great taste in cuisine. Do you mind if a hungry wolf just stays for food?" Boyd leans his head against his boyfriend's shoulder, as Stiles playfully rubs his stomach.