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[ Scott probably should have checked the network before appearing on it so he’d know why he's in the situation he is right now, but he’s somewhat disorientated from waking up handcuffed to his freaking bed, so the first thing he does is make a video broadcast asking for answers instead. The fact that they’re comfy, padded handcuffs is more confusing, but all his clothes are on so this can't be sex-related (he can think of two people he wouldn't mind it being a sex thing with but they're nowhere to be seen plus he can't remember how he got here). Little does Scott know, he lost his bracelet and was grey for a while, but Stiles managed to finally find the damn necessary jewellery to survival here, putting it on Scott while his grey self was sleeping.

But Scott’s back to his old self now and the most confused he's ever been. ]

Can someone explain to me why I’m cuffed to a bed right now?

[ Scott looks around the room - which he recognizes as his room, and it’s pink. Thanks for redecorating while he was grey, Rue. ]

In my pink room? [ Scott looks down at the two creatures watching him at the bottom of his bed. ] Guarded by a wolf cub and baby dragon?

[ When the dragon gets closer, Scott sees it’s holding keys in its mouth. What look a lot like handcuff keys. Yes. Scott beckons the dragon over to him. ]

Here - come here, boy! Come closer, come on… [ Except the dragon doesn’t. It tosses the keys into the air and the wolf cub catches it in her mouth. And then there’s an audible swallow. Goodbye, keys. Scott just… stares, and then thumps his head back against the wall behind him with a groan. ]

This can’t be happening.

[ To make matters worse, the wolf cub and the dragon jump on him for cuddles. ]

No way. I’m not cuddling you guys.

[ Except he totally is. He’s Scott McCall, unable to resist cute animals wanting to cuddle him. ]

You both suck. [ The video ends on Scott's sulky, pouty face. ]

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[ Scott doesn't pull his hand away when Allison's touches his, but he's not exactly reciprocating the hand-holding either, at least not yet, as much as it feels instinctive for him to entwine their fingers or squeeze her hand back like he has a thousand times before.

He stays silent as he hears what she has to say, feels less mad at Isaac because it probably is better hearing it from Allison. And of course he knows she didn't break up with him because of Isaac, but he doesn't know if the reason they're going to stay broken up (or are they?) is because of Isaac either.

The last of what she says has Scott looking more hopeful, but she's still not being as direct as he wants her to be right now. Maybe because she feels like she doesn't need to say it, or because she thinks he already knows. But Scott doesn't want to assume or read between the lines anymore.

He decides he ought to show her something and lifts up the sleeve of his arm to reveal his double band tattoo. ]

I always wanted a tattoo back home, so I got this. I got it is as a reward for myself, for giving you the space you needed. For not contacting you during the months we were broken up, no matter how much I wanted to. [ And boy had he wanted to. Just one phone call and he'd be able to hear her voice again, but no. He'd left her alone. ]

In Samoan, the word for tattoo means open wound... That's how it felt, after we broke up. How it still feels. [ Like a wound that refuses to heal. He lifts his gaze from his arm to look at her. ]

If you still love me, I really need to hear you say it. [ Now more than ever because it was only implied during their break up conversations and it's been a while for him since he's heard her say the words. ] And if you don't... [ His voice cracks with emotion when he says that, but he can't stop now. ] It's okay. It's okay if you've moved on with Isaac. I just want you to be happy. Both of you.

[ Allison is thankful, though definitely surprised, when Scott doesn't pull away from her touch at first. She still doesn't understand how he can be so okay with all of this; if the situation were reversed, she's honestly not so sure she wouldn't at least be partially angry with him. But that's Scott; he's always been such an optimist and has such a large heart that, like Stiles said, he wasn't going to hate her or be angry with her for what happened. And maybe that's part of why she feels so guilty; if he had been upset with her in any way, other than upset in general, maybe breaking up with him and kissing Isaac - though definitely unplanned - wouldn't have made her stomach knot so tightly with guilt.

She's confused when he pulls his hand away and even more confused when she sees the tattoo (in the back of her mind, she thinks about how she would've known probably hours after waking up again that he had it if they were still together) but stays quiet so he can say what he needs to say. Of course, as he talks, Allison's throat tightens up some. She knows that he was in pain - how could he not be? - but she also, selfishly, didn't want to think about it. Because thinking about how she had to hurt him to focus on herself felt even more selfish.

Unsurprisingly, Allison can definitely understand why that fact about the Samoan word would appeal to him so much. It feels like an open wound to her, too, and she doesn't know how to help it heal. Stiles seems to think that she should just get back together with Scott and figure out how to work Isaac into the equation, but he doesn't know what this is like. He's lost his mom, sure, so he could sympathize there, but he's never broken up with someone to try to put himself back together. He's never had to deal with the fact that his parent tried to kill the person he loved and ended up losing their life in the aftermath. It's easy for him to look at the situation and figure out what he thinks would fix it, but it's not so easy for Allison to put that in motion. Especially since she's still confused about Isaac and how she feels about him. (Though she's feeling clearer now, after that kiss.)

Swallowing roughly, Allison finally shifts her gaze to meet Scott's once he's finished talking and tries to ignore the tears in her eyes. She wants to reach out and touch Scott's tattoo or to curl up against him or just take his hand in hers again, anything that will make this easier. Because how can you tell someone you still love them but you might have feelings for someone else and you're still not sure that dating anyone is such a great idea? ]

Of course I still love you, [ she says quietly, like she's afraid that speaking at a normal volume will somehow cause more issues. Or maybe it's just because she's scared of what's coming next. Whether she finally caves and gives into the desire to get back together with Scott or she tries to explain Isaac and how she's not ready yet; either option is more than a little nerve-wracking. ] I never stopped loving you, Scott. And I don't love you any less because of what happened with Isaac. I'm just... [ She looks back towards his tattoo, eyebrows furrowing slightly. ] I'm just really confused right now.

[ Scott hates seeing tears form in her eyes. The only reason he can think of as to why she's getting emotional is because she feels guilty and he doesn't want her to feel like that over breaking up with him, or over kissing Isaac, or over having feelings for Isaac either. Scott doesn't want her to feel guilty about anything.

Hearing Allison say she still loves him isn't quite a smiling moment because it's hard to smile when Allison looks close to tears. But he does feel a huge amount of relief, like the words have formed the first stitch of thread on his open wound. It's not completely healed, but this talk with Allison is making him feel less like it never will.

Scott takes hold of her hand and brings it to his mouth to kiss it, hoping he's not being out of line by doing that, but it's how he's always reacted to hearing her say she loves him. The words will always have the same effect on him, of wanting to kiss her. ]

I'll always love you... and I know it's confusing. I think it is for all of us. [ Isaac included, and Scott gets lost in the feeling of caressing her hand, it being the first time he's touched her in months. Touching Allison feels like coming home. ]

Don't feel bad about it... I'm not mad at you for kissing Isaac. [ His initial reaction had been one of hurt but only because he thought she didn't want him anymore. ] It's okay if you have feelings for him. [ Because Scott has feelings for him too, though he's not sure if Allison is ready to hear that yet. ] You can talk to me about it. You can talk to me about anything. I'm here for you.

[ Allison should probably pull away or something because him doing that should be out of line, but honestly, it makes her feel a million times better. Better, in fact, than anything else has recently. (Except maybe Isaac taking her hand while they were walking to lunch, but even that wasn't quite to this magnitude.) So after he kisses her hand, Allison turns hers slightly until she's able to lace their fingers together. It feels right, even if it shouldn't, and it makes the desire to curl up against him about a thousand times worse. She forces herself to settle for handholding for now, though, because she doesn't want to get Scott's hopes up.

She smiles a little at what he says and wipes at the corner of her eyes with her free hand. Maybe Stiles was right; maybe all she's needed this whole time was someone to talk to. But it didn't feel right, talking to anyone else. This... This feels more right than anything else really has lately. ]

Are you sure? [ Just because he offered and just because Allison's literally teetering on the edge of doing it, she doesn't want to unless he really means it. She doesn't want to hurt him any more than she already has. ]

[ Scott's gaze drifts to the cuddly toy dog beside his bed, what Isaac got him for the Asgard version of Christmas. It's the hint of a smile on Scott's lips when he thinks about who got him that dog that makes Scott realize how much he needs to talk to Allison about how he feels about the guy she kissed. And never did he think he'd have feelings (that weren't anger) about someone who's kissed his first love, but he does. Maybe Isaac's the only person he's okay with getting as close to Allison as he is because the thought of someone like Jackson getting that close makes Scott's blood boil. ]

Yeah. [ Scott nods, swallowing down his nerves. ] I think we really need to talk about him. [ Not just Allison. And maybe if Scott starts, it'll get the ball rolling and encourage Allison to talk about how she feels about Isaac too. He keeps hold of Allison's hand, that small gesture of intimacy giving him strength. ]

I don't know when - when I started thinking of Isaac as more than just... a friend. [ Scott figures she must be somewhat aware that he has feelings for Isaac, since he knows from Isaac that he told her. ] Maybe when I started comparing my friendship with him to what I have with Stiles? I mean, not that any friendship compares to what I have with Stiles but it's like - they don't feel the same. Stiles is like a brother to me, but Isaac... [ You don't have thoughts about a brother like Scott has had thoughts about Isaac. ]

But it's not like - when we were together, I was never thinking about being with Isaac instead, I swear. When I was with you, I only thought of you. And since we broke up, I still never stop thinking about you... but he's gotten in my head too. [ And inside his heart, if he's truly honest. ]

[ Allison follows Scott's gaze to the stuffed toy, though she's confused about why he looked at it then. Figuring there's probably some significance behind it but not really wanting to ask for details, she looks back towards him, thankful that the tears in her eyes seem to have gone away and that Scott hasn't let go of her hand. Just like him, it's a comfort for her, something that might make this conversation easier to get through.

She's definitely thankful that Scott went first because this - Isaac - is something she's not really sure how to put into words yet, mostly because she's not completely certain how she feels. A lot of that, of course, stems from the Scott part of the equation; if she still loves him and wants to be with him, how can she be thinking about being with Isaac? Not to mention she wasn't sure where she stood with Scott or how strong the feelings were between the boys on Scott's side. Asking before now probably would've been a good idea, but she's been terrified. She still is, too, but she also feels like this needs to happen. Whatever comes next they can deal with, but actually talking with Scott feels right. ]

It's kinda like that for me, too. I definitely never wanted to be with Isaac instead of you. [ And only partially because their friendship was still in the growing stages when she and Scott were together. ] And even now that I've realized I like him, I still want to be with you, too. [ Admitting that was a lot easier than she thought it would be, honestly. Of course, part of that might be because sitting there with Scott's hand in her own is making her almost forget that she and Scott aren't together anymore. Almost. ] But I want to be with him, too, I think. I didn't realize I even liked him until Stiles told everyone you were gray and sometimes I kinda feel like he just put the idea in my head, that it's not how I really feel, but... [ But kissing Isaac definitely made it clear. She's not so sure she should say that, though, so she skips over that specific part of it. ] After the other day, I know that it is true.

[ She drops her gaze to their hands. ] I just don't know where to go from here, especially since I'm not sure if I'm even ready to be with anyone again. It feels... selfish, almost.

[ Hopefully by Scott confessing just how much he cares about Isaac, that feeling of guilt Allison has about wanting to be with two people at once will lessen. Because if they all have feelings for each other, if it's all reciprocated, why should any of them feel any guilt when no one's getting hurt? ]

I think everything changed that night of the masquerade... I think a lot about that night. [ That night they never talked about, probably because they were too afraid of what it could mean for them. It wasn't as though one kiss on the cheek from Isaac suddenly made Scott have a crush on him. But the feeling that kiss left Scott with definitely made him rethink what Isaac meant to him. ]

I saw how happy you looked after he kissed you... it didn't hurt me that you looked that happy from a kiss from someone else. I was happy you were happy. [ They were all so happy that night. ] And then when it got awkward and he left... I wish he hadn't left us. [ And Scott thinks Allison felt the same way about Isaac leaving. He could see it in her face that night when they walked home. They were both disappointed.

Scott frowns when she calls herself selfish. He has to let go of her hand because his other is handcuffed and he needs to cup her face right now, encouraging her to look at him at what he says next. ] You're one of the least selfish people I know...

Remember what I told you. I told you I'd wait for you. And Isaac - he'll wait for you too. Not being ready doesn't make you selfish.

[ It will definitely help. The only thing now is that Allison doesn't really know how Isaac feels about all of this. That and she's still not sure if dating either or both of them right now is a good idea, but could she just be holding onto that as an excuse because she's scared? It's hard to say.

Allison nods in agreement when he mentions the masquerade. It's taken her a lot longer to accept that she's into Isaac as well as Scott (or just into Isaac in general) but if she really thinks about it, which she has been for a while now, that's probably when it all started to subconsciously click into place for her, too. She remembers how happy they all were, how right it all felt (after the head bump) and maybe if things hadn't ended up changing the way they did - her going home, her and Scott breaking up, etcetera - then maybe things would be different now. But she can't get stuck thinking about what, especially with what Scott's saying. ] I was really disappointed when we parted ways, too, but I didn't want to say anything because I wasn't sure how you felt. I wasn't entirely sure how I felt, either; the whole thing was just really unexpected. [ Honestly, her feelings for Isaac in general have been, especially since she still loves Scott so much that it's actually painful sometimes (because they're apart). Honestly, though, she's thankful they're not together right now, if only because if they were, their feelings for Isaac could've become an issue rather than... A possibility? Something to hope for?

She does look up, though it's originally because he pulls his hand out of hers. For a split second she's confused, then his hand is on her cheek and Allison feels her heart swell in her chest. How long has it been since he's done that? How long has it been since they've sat like this and not been having some awful, horrible conversation?

She smiles at what he says, her hand moving up to wrap loosely around his wrist as she turns her head and presses a kiss to his palm. It's as second nature as him kissing her hand when she told him she still loved him, so she doesn't really think about it, but she's fully aware of what she's going to do next.

Her hand slides back up onto his and pulls it down to her chest, holding onto it as she leans forward. There's a split second of hesitation, her free hand on the bed beside Scott's leg, before she actually kisses him. It's soft and a bit hesitant, but it's absolutely, 100% intentional. She's not sure if she means for it to go anywhere or if she even wants that, but it just feels like the right thing to do. ]

[ Allison's right, nothing about this has been expected. Scott never thought he'd have feelings for someone other than Allison. He still feels almost greedy for wanting them both, but he's starting to feel like it's actually okay for him to want that, that it isn't wrong and he isn't a bad person for loving one person and falling for another at the same time.

Allison kissing his palm brings a genuine smile to his face for the first time since the conversation started, his head flooding with images of memories when they were together and she'd kiss his hand the exact way.

He's not expecting a kiss on the lips to actually happen though, even if he can see it coming by Allison leaning towards him because they've had moments like this that Allison has yet to experience. In her bedroom while sparring, in the closet - they've come so close to kissing and either Allison changed her mind or accidentally fell (unfortunately not landing with her lips against his).

Scott notices her hesitation and thinks she might chicken out at the last second, but he still closes his eyes just in case and is more than a little surprised when he actually feels the softness of her mouth against his. Their lips graze almost shyly against each other in the gentlest of kisses, but rather than draw back when the kiss ends, Scott keeps his face close to hers, leaning in for another kiss that's deeper and with more confidence than the first.

After months of being apart from her, it's hard for Scott to stop at just one kiss. ]

[ Honestly, it's hard for Allison, too. And even though there's a part of her that's screaming about how wrong this is, how she definitely shouldn't be doing it, the majority of her brain is telling her that it's absolutely, 100% right. Just like telling Scott that she loved him and still wanted to be with him. After all, how could anything she feels in regards to him be wrong? (Which, of course, begs the question of why she's still so hesitant to get back together with him, but she still hasn't fully crossed that hurdle.)

When Scott leans in for that second kiss, Allison meets the intensity of it almost immediately and lets go of his hand in favor of moving her own to cup his cheek. She can hear her heart beating loudly in her ears, drowning out every other sound, but she doesn't want to pull away. She wants to get lost in this, lost in him, and just feel good again. She wants to know that he does still love her like he did before and wants him to know that she feels the same way. ]

[ There's definitely a part of Scott that feels like he shouldn't keep kissing Allison when she said she wasn't sure she was ready to date again, when she also said she felt confused...

But she doesn't seem confused about her feelings for him, and Scott's sure of how he feels about her, even more so when they're kissing and it feels as natural as breathing despite their time apart. He's kissing her because he loves her, because he misses her, because she's Allison and any other way that isn't loving and tactile between them isn't them and isn't right.

With her letting his hand go, he moves it to curve around her hip, wanting to move his other hand in a similar fashion - except it's cuffed to the bed obviously, Scott got so caught up in the kissing that he managed to forget that. The noise of frustration he makes when he remembers he can't move it is mostly muffled against Allison's lips.

When they eventually break the kiss to breathe, Scott's glaring almost comically to the side at his handcuffed hand before looking back at Allison with a smile. ]

I'm allowed to kill Stiles for being the reason I only have one hand on you right now, right? [ Scott laughs softly, his forehead touching hers. ]

[ Allison's eyes open just in time to catch Scott glaring at the handcuffs before he looks back towards her and she can't help but laugh as well, thumb rubbing over his cheekbone. She desperately wants to stay like this, close to and touching Scott, but she knows she needs to pull away at some point. The kisses were great and they felt right, but Allison knows that if she let it go any further, she'd end up feeling awful and guilty afterwards, like she somehow took advantage of him or something. Like she was using him to avoid figuring out everything else, which is part of why she broke up with him. ]

Maybe just yell at him; I don't think you could kill him, even if you really wanted to. [ Which, of course, is a compliment; Scott has such a good, kind heart that Allison couldn't see him ever wanting to kill anyone or anything. After all, he advocated the most to save Jackson when he was the kanima, even if he didn't like the guy.

Her hand moves down to rest against his chest and Allison closes her eyes, leaving her forehead against Scott's for a moment longer. ] I'm sorry I'm making you wait. Isaac, too, if this is what he wants. [ She's still not sure where he stands with all of this and once she's ready, they'll definitely have to all talk it out. She's sorry about everything else as well; breaking up with Scott to begin with (not to mention the reasons she broke up with him), preventing him and Isaac from getting together, kissing both boys when she definitely shouldn't be kissing either. Of course, that last one? It's a little harder to feel sorry for when they both felt so right. Well, the one with Isaac felt less right in that she felt like she was overstepping boundaries that she put up herself and that she was worried it would hurt Scott. ] I'm just... Scared.

[ Scott won't even yell at Stiles. He's never yelled at Stiles, only when he's not been himself on a full moon. He'll probably just whack Stiles with a pillow. ]

You're worth the wait, y'know. [ That's why Scott thinks Isaac will wait for her too, because he recognizes all the great things about her. She isn't someone you just give up on.

Her telling him that she's scared... He knows that's a sign of how much she trusts him, to tell him something like that, because he's always gotten the impression from her that she sees fear as a sign of weakness when it's not. ]

It's okay to feel scared... unless you're scared of losing us. [ Scott wouldn't blame her for feeling that way after losing her aunt and mom. ] You're not gonna lose us. [ Scott stresses, wrapping his arm around her to pull her in for a hug. ]

[ Allison does smile slightly at Scott's first response, though she can't say she's too surprised to hear him say that; after all, it's basically what he said when she actually broke up with him. She is, however, very thankful to hear that he still feels the same way, even if she still feels selfish for feeling that way. This conversation seems to be helping quell some of her various feelings, too, which is good; perhaps she should've done this a long time ago.

Not the kissing, necessarily, but she definitely won't complain about that.

Admitting she's scared is huge for her and the only reason she said it, the only reason she felt comfortable enough to do so, is because she's talking to Scott. She feels like she can tell him anything and this conversation - leading up to her admitting that - drove the point home. Maybe that's why she hasn't really talked to anyone else about this, and maybe it's why she's been so hesitant to try to find someone; aside from Lydia, she doesn't exactly trust anyone as much as she does Scott. (Isaac's getting there much more rapidly than she ever thought possible, but she and Scott have a better, stronger history than her and Isaac, so there are additional layers between them.)

She moves into the hug easily enough, both of her arms wrapping around Scott. Her fingers curl around the back of his shirt and she buries her nose and mouth into his shoulder for a moment, soaking up the warmth and comfort he's offering. It's painful, almost, because she hasn't realized just how desperately she missed him until today, but she doesn't want to let that cloud her decision making. She needs to know, with 100% certainty, that she can date him - and Isaac, if that's how it happens - without losing herself in them. ]

You have no idea how glad I am to hear that, [ she finally says once she shifts and rests her chin on his shoulder. ] I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost you completely. [ Sure, she wants space from him, but knowing he's okay and out there somewhere would count as still being around. In her eyes, anyway. ] Either of you.

[ Again, Scott wishes he could wrap both arms around her, but he has to make do with just one, moving his hand up to stroke down her hair. Even if they haven't been entirely comfortable around each other since they broke up, if only because they don't how to act like two people who aren't in love anymore when they clearly are, they still have moments of serene closeness that make Scott think they can't possibly be over. ]

Whenever you're ready, we should probably talk about this with Isaac... And I know that probably sounds scary, but you were probably scared of having this conversation with me too, right? And it turned out to be not so bad. [ Actually, it turned out to be awesome if Scott thought about the kisses. ]

[ Honestly, if today doesn't prove that they're not over (no matter what happens with Isaac), short of getting back together with him, Allison's not sure what will. She continues holding onto him and closes her eyes when his hand moves, some of the tension that has been in her shoulders since she woke up from her nap disappearing. If only she could stay here with him forever...

She lets out a soft huff of laughter, short lived though it is. ] It's different with you, though. [ She finally pulls back so she can look at him, though her arms stay wrapped around him, though they slide a little further down his back. ] I know I can talk to Isaac if I need to, probably about anything, but... [ She shrugs a little and glances towards Scott's handcuffed hand. ] I've had conversations like this with you before. With Isaac, it's totally new territory. But you're right, we do need to talk to him.

I know what you mean. [ Scott's ahead of Allison, he's actually had a conversation like this with Isaac in the mirror Asgard, talking about how they feel about one another. Thinking back on that, Scott remembers how nervous he'd been for that conversation, which makes Allison's fear of talking about where they're all headed with Isaac all the more understandable to him.

Scott suddenly remembers something he now feels comfortable enough to ask Allison. ] Did you, uh, get my present at Christmas? The bracelet? I thought about leaving a note saying it was from me but I didn't want you to feel bad... but now I realize since there was no note, you probably thought it was from some creepy stalker or something. [ Scott cringes. ] I'm sorry, I just wanted to get you something nice...

[ The sudden topic change has Allison glancing back towards Scott's face, brow furrowed slightly. Of course, when two and two connect in her head to make four, she lets out another quiet laugh. ] That was from you? I had no idea. [ Though she really should've guessed, especially when Stiles mentioned her going to France over the summer.

She pulls her arms away from him, though she rests both hands comfortably on one of his knees. ] Stiles said something about my trip, but I guess I forgot about the bracelet then. I put it in the back of my drawer, that and the ring you gave me, because I wasn't sure who gave it to me or why and I didn't want to wear it in case... [ In case it was from a creepy stalker. ] But now that I know, maybe I'll start wearing it. [ Because it really is a beautiful bracelet. ]

[ Scott lets go of Allison to rub the back of his neck in embarrassment. ] You don't have to wear it just because I got it for you...

[ Speaking of presents, Scott remembers the locket he got from Stiles. ] Oh god, you'll never guess what Stiles got me for Christmas... [ Which he has no idea Allison and Isaac also got. ] It's a little... foreshadowing. [ Scott reaches for his bedside drawer, pulling it open to dig around until he finds the locket, bringing it out to show Allison. Opening it up, he shows her the picture of her face and Isaac's inside. ] He sure knows how to pick a present... [ Scott snorts. ]

[ She can't help but grin at his response. ] That's only part of why I'd wear it. It's a really pretty bracelet, Scott. [ She would've told him that when she first found it, too, had she known it was from him.

Allison's eyebrows lift in question when Scott mentions the present, though they pull together when he says that second part. She, honestly, had mostly forgotten about her own locket, if only because it felt like Stiles was unintentionally (or intentionally, considering their conversation about the whole thing) trying to pressure her into making a decision she wasn't yet ready to make. But when Scott pulls the locket out and shows it to her, she can't help but laugh, even as she reaches out to take it. ] Oh, god. [ She looks at the pictures and feels a rather faint blush settling on her cheeks. One of these days, she really needs to kick Stiles' ass. ] He got me the same thing. Just with a picture of you and Isaac. Do you think--? [ She lifts her gaze to meet Scott's. ] Do you think he gave one to Isaac, too?

[ Scott's glad (and pleased with himself) for picking something she thought was pretty. ]

Isaac must have got one, too. [ It wouldn't make sense if he didn't get one. ] He's probably just been too embarrassed to mention it. [ Like Scott has been, but it feels okay to talk about it now, now they can laugh about it. ] I know it might have seemed like Stiles was making fun of us with the lockets but his intentions were good, I think.

Yeah. [ She nods a little, though to be honest, she didn't feel like he was making fun of her. After their conversation regarding all of this, Allison felt like he was trying to push her into making a decision she wasn't ready yet and butting in on something he had no right to be butting in on. But she doesn't want to say that to Scott, not when the moment seems to be going so well, so she smiles and hands the locket back to him. ] I think mine's probably going to stay tucked away, though, either way.

[ Scott nods understandably, taking the locket from her to put back in the drawer. ] I think you should probably go before I feel like wanting to kiss you again. But it's been really good seeing you and talking. [ And kissing... ]

[ Allison considers saying that the urge hasn't gone away for her, and she doubts it has for him, but figures he's right; it's best to split up now rather than lingering around and risking this good conversation ending on a potentially awkward note. ] It really has, [ she says as she stands up. ] I've missed this. [ With a smile, she leans down to press a kiss on his cheek. ] We'll talk again soon, okay?

[ He smiles at the warmth Allison's kiss leaves behind on his cheek. ] Okay.

...I love you. [ And he hopes it's okay for that to be the last thing he says to her in this conversation because he's missed saying "I love you" instead of saying goodbye to her. ]

video; eight full moons

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