you waiting for what felt like hours in the Sheriff’s office, Noah finally opened the door

“you’re free to go, kid” he said to you

“what about Stiles?” you asked nervously.

“he’s gonna be here awhile. he tampered with evidence” he said with a huff, clearing not impressed with his son’s actions but he noticed your disappointment

“have big plans with your boyfriend?” he said sarcastically

“he’s not my.. boyfriend” you said

“I think you should tell him that” Noah quipped