[Lydia isn't one to stand around and watch people do stuff -- it happens sometimes with Stiles when they're researching, but not normally. That's exactly what she's doing right now, though. Because yes, she was surprised when he told her about them doing their Valentine's Day thing right now. But then Stiles barges into her room and he's suddenly going through her closet and not only that, he's picking out what she's going to wear.
So she just watches him, in shock. Because no one tells her what to wear.
The way he does it, though. He looks more confident. He looks proud of himself. And that stupid smile on his face, she can't help but smile back at him. So yes, he's getting away with it. This time.
With a shake of her head, she steps closer and takes the sweater and the scarf from him. And then she leans in and kisses him softly.]
Where are we going? [As she asks, she pulls away and moves to stand in front of the mirror, turning her back to him as she pulls the sweater over her head.]
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So she just watches him, in shock. Because no one tells her what to wear.
The way he does it, though. He looks more confident. He looks proud of himself. And that stupid smile on his face, she can't help but smile back at him. So yes, he's getting away with it. This time.
With a shake of her head, she steps closer and takes the sweater and the scarf from him. And then she leans in and kisses him softly.]
Where are we going? [As she asks, she pulls away and moves to stand in front of the mirror, turning her back to him as she pulls the sweater over her head.]