Scott vaguely heard Stiles call his name, but he didn't listen. Scott drove away on his motor cycle, full gas. Tears streamed down his face, but he couldn't wipe them away, because he was wearing a helmet. He didn't know where he was heading, but he didn't really care. The wind rushed past him, clearing his head, just like he wanted. Scott took a turn right, onto a forest road, where he parked his motor cycle. He hung his helmet over the handlebar and walked into the forest with his hands in his pockets against the cold. He stopped walking after a while. He didn't really know how long, but he honestly didn't care much.

It stung so bad every time he thought about it, he thought they were improving, well that didn't matter anymore now. He wiped his face with his jacket sleeve. It had been so long, how could it still hurt this much? Scott was sitting on a log somewhere along the path when he suddenly heard footsteps coming his way and a voice: "Scott?". Stiles lay a hand on Scott's shoulder and the werewolf looked up. Stiles saw his friend's tear stained face and Scott heard his heartbeat elevate. Stiles clenched his fist and sat down next to him. Then he fumed: "Next time if he even thinks something like that I swear I'll break his bones. He has no right to act that way, even if he's your father.". Scott half smiled at this. "Please don't, you'll only make it worse." Stiles' heartbeat slowed a bit at this remark. Scott put his hand on Stiles' knee and his heartbeat went up again. Stiles turned his gaze at the ground before his feet and swallowed: "Y-yeah.. I know, it's just… I can't help it, you know. It's not fair, he... you deserve so much better.". Stiles could feel Scott's gaze on him, and when he looked over, his friend was indeed staring at him. Scott moved his hand from Stiles' knee to his face and looked into his eyes fondly. "You mean so much to me, Stiles.". Then he planted his lips on Stiles' soft ones and Stiles let out a yelp. Scott couldn't help but smile as he retreated, but Stiles' mind had just caught up with the situation and he was eager to close the distance again. After a few minutes they retreated for air and out of breath Stiles said: "I know, you're my soulmate.". After a few more minutes of sitting Stiles stood up, dragging Scott along with him and added: "Now let's have a movie night at my place." Scott smiled at his smirking soulmate. "Only if I can stay over.". The smiling couple walked up to Stiles' jeep and drove home, off to a lovely night together.