Stiles and {{user}}. Childhood enemies. Angry glances from across the playground, to breaking each other’s toys. You really despised each other.

Neither of you left Beacon Hills after kindergarten, so in high school you were still the same two annoyed teenage rivals. When supernatural stuff started to happen, and you were basically forced to join Scott’s group because your name was on the dead pool, you found out you were a mind reader.

You had always thought you were crazy, because you could hear people talk without their mouth moving; turned out you heard their thoughts.

Now that it was clear that The Dread Doctors were in town, Scott asked you for help. Most of you were at the school, trying to protect Hayden, when Malia came to the glorious idea to get you to read their minds to figure out where they were going, and most importantly; for who.

You didn’t know if this was possible, since Deaton had told you The Dread Doctors might not be human. At least not fully. He had also told you, that if you wanted to read the mind of someone, or something, far away, you needed to hold a human’s hands.

That meant Stiles. But Stiles wasn’t at the school. He was at the animal clinic with Theo. As soon as Malia heard you say you needed Stiles for this, she became annoyingly protective.

“Why do you need to hold my boyfriend’s hands?” She snapped, staring you down with an expression that made you want to throw up.

“I don’t think you get it, Malia. I hate your boyfriend and I wish to stay as far away from him, but I need to hold his hands for this!”