Stiles woke up screaming. He kicked out, legs tangling in his blanket. Instantly something cold was on his face and fingers were brushing through his hair. "Darling, hey. Stiles, hey, hey", A voice soothed. Stiles blinked as Baby's face swam into focus. His eyes adjusting to the moonlit room as Baby ran his fingers through his hair. His hands were cold, blessedly so. Stiles sighed and sagged into Baby's arms. The other boy cradling him against his chest.

"Babe", He murmured as his pulse began to slow. "Am I awake?"

"Im cold, aren't I?" Baby replied. "It's okay. You're awake". He began rocking them slowly. Stiles clinging to his shoulders as they rocked back and forwards. Outside the night was silent. The two boys tangled in the duvet as they clung to one another. Their heartbeats thudding in each other's ears as they slowly rocked. Baby was wearing a long sleeved shirt he had borrowed from Stiles and a pair of cotton trousers. The shirt was soft from age and it was slightly big around Baby's shoulders.

A knock on the door made their heads turn. It creaked open and the light from the hallway spilled in as Noah Stilinski entered. (When he was out of uniform, he was Noah not Sheriff). He was in his grey sleep wear and his eyes were tired. He blinked at the two of them in the same bed but stumbled in and perched on the edge of the mattress. He reached out and placed his hand on Stiles knee. "I heard you screaming. Are you okay?"

Stiles swallowed and sat up a bit, making sure to keep Baby's hands on him. Baby wrapped his arms round Stiles' waist. The weight of them grounding. "Yeah. Baby calmed me down".

Noah nodded. "So. You two are dating? I suppose that solves my question about kissing".

"Yeah but can we not do the whole 'I've got a boyfriend' talk at"- Stiles glanced at his bedside clock. "Three fifteen in the morning?"

"Alight", Noah sighed. He stood and nodded at baby. "I just wanted to check on you. You're a good kid Baby".

"Thank you sir", Baby replied as the man left the room. The door clicked shut and the two boys were left alone in the gloom. Stiles exhaled and laid his head on Baby's shoulder.

"Did I wake you?"

"No", Baby hummed. "I was already awake. I find it hard to sleep at night".

"Oh yeah. Vamps are nocturnal. How do you stay awake in school?"

"Years of practise", Baby smiled. He hummed a soothing tune as he rocked them slowly side to side.

"So what do you do to pass the night if you don't sleep?" Stiles asked. He wanted to keep talking. The conversation was soothing and he didn't want to return to sleep just yet. He shivered slightly and Baby reached out to pull the duvet closer around them.

"Let's lie down", he suggested. They shuffled over so that they were lying facing each other, Baby's arms still around Stiles' waist. Once they were comfortable, he answered Stiles' question. "Normally when I would get home from school then I'd go to bed and sleep up to around midnight. Then I would get up and do homework, go hunting, or watch a movie. Around four in the morning just as dawn would be rising, I would go back to sleep and wake up in time for school. I don't need as much sleep as you humans".

Stiles listened to him speak dazedly. One of his hands was playing with Baby's bed head. The russet strands were fluffy and sticking up. He smoothed them down with his fingers only to watch as the strands sprung back up again. "When I lived with my sister, she would be awake at night to go hunting. She was like the argents in that she still upheld the hunters code, but only on those creatures who killed for fun. My parents disowned her too when she chose me over them so we only had each other". He paused and a nostalgic smile flitted across his face.

"You never talked about your past before", Stiles murmured.

Baby sighed softly. "I don't have very good memories. I wanted to start afresh here. New name, new place. Besides, we never needed to talk about those things with each other". His words were true. Stiles and Baby hadn't really talked much about their families. Stiles didn't talk about his mom and Baby didn't talk about his family, or his old empty house only inhabited by him.

"You must have some good memories", Stiles said.

"Yeah. With my sister, and with Danny. Gabby tried her best to give me a childhood despite everything. When I was ten and couldn't sleep, she and I would make blanket forts. We would curl up in them and watch cartoons".

"How many years older was she?"

"Twelve", Baby chuckled. His eyes were glassy in the silver moonlight. "I was a surprise baby. It's why she called me Baby. Cause I was the baby of the family. The day my sire took me, I had been playing in the garden and wandered into the woods after a ball. Our parents had left for work and she was in the living room doing homework. I think she blamed herself for my disappearance. I was five and she was seventeen. It wasn't her fault. I hadn't told her I was going to play in the garden".

A tear trailed down his face and Stiles rubbed it away with his thumb. Baby smiled at him. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to", stiles voiced.

"No. It's okay. I just miss her".

There was a moment of silence as Baby rubbed the water from his eyes with his sleeve. "So", Stiles grinned. "Romeo huh? Romeo, Romeo, where thou art my Romeo?"

Baby snorted. "God I hated that name. It was bad enough as a child then my Sire just had to go and ruin it for me. And I definitely wasn't going by Valentine".

"Hey, I think I take the cake on weird names", Stiles laughed.

"What is your name?" Baby asked curiously. Stiles said it and baby's smile widened. He repeated it, pronouncing it perfectly despite his British accent. "Wow. That is a difficult name. But at lest no one quotes Shakespeare at you. But I do have to admit, Leonardo Dicaprio is hot". Stiles sniggered as Baby mock swooned. Both boys giggling in the dark.

"So if you got a name like Romeo Valentine, what was your sister's name?"

Baby sighed and rolled his eyes. "Maria Gabriella. But I just called her Gabby". Stiles snorted and they both began giggling again.

"You all sound like you should be in a romantic period drama".

"Imagine me in a romance book", Baby grinned. "It would be terrible. Also, all the supernatural creature would make it a action rather than a romance. Maybe a horror?"

"Definitely a horror", Stiles agreed. "There's way too many dead bodies in our lives for it to be any other genre".

"Then who's the final girl?"

"Lydia", Stiles stated immediately. "Without a doubt. I'd probably get killed by complete accident or fluke. And you're the gothic vampire who drains my blood".

"Kinky". They both burst out laughing.

"Boys!" Came a shout from the other side of the house. "Go to sleep or Baby will be sleeping on the couch next time!"

"Shhh", Baby pressed a finger to Stiles lips, giggles escaping his mouth. "I don't want to sleep on couch".

"I'm definitely more cuddly than a couch". Stiles grinned. His chest felt light and his nightmare was gone from his mind. In this moment, he almost felt normal again. Baby grinned back and the moonlight danced in his eyes. They were dark but the lighting almost made them shine with the silver glow they had when he was transformed. Stiles felt his breath catch as Baby stopped laughing to simply gaze at him. Stiles shifted to put his weight on his elbow and leaned over.

Baby surged up to meet him and their lips met gently, as if the other boy would vanish. Baby's hands twisted their neck of Stiles' tshirt and the kiss deepened. Lips moving together as Stiles placed his free hand on Baby's cheek, thumb tracing circles over the bone. Stiles opened his mouth slightly and suddenly Baby was jolting back. One of his hands came up to cover his mouth ad he blinked. "Sorry. Um, fangs. They tend to have a mind of their own".

Stiles smiled. "That's fine. I'll just be careful". Baby nodded and removed his hand as Stiles leaned back in. His eyes fluttered shut and he sighed in to stiles' mouth. Kisses were shared between them until they grew lazy. The fire dying down to warm consented embers. Eventually they fell asleep in each other's arms.

Stiles had no more nightmares that night.

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