Teenwolf/Supernatural BoyxBoy one-shots

Just some one shots from Teenwolf and Supernaturl, BoyxBoy. I will take requests, So if you have one just put it in the comments and I'll try my best to full fill it for you.


3. Scott/Jackson

I was walking to the cliff that overlooked Beacon Hills. This was the place me and Jackson had our first date. The thought of Jackson brought tears to my eyes. He moved to London.


“Scott we need to talk” Jackson said as he turned to him.

“What is it?” I looked into his eyes and it looked like he was going to cry.

“Jackson? What’s wrong?” I got up and sat next to him. All he did was bury his face into my chest.

“Scott… I’m so sorry.” Jackson pulled away. “I’m moving to London…”

“What?! When?” I said, I can’t believe this how could he move.

“In 2 weeks… I’m sorry Scott. I’m so sorry.” Jackson sniffled his nose and I wiped his tears with my thumb.

“Don’t apologize, we can still be together. We can call,text,facetime, and maybe I can go over there to see you if I save up the money.” I think this could work, but I don’t know…

“No, Scott you don’t understand…. My dad is making us break up…” He started to tear up again.

“What?! Why?” How could his father, well foster father, make us break up? What does he have against our relationship?

“He said it was because, we’re gay… He said that gay people have no propose on this earth. And that they should all just die off. Like there some sort of disease.” He let another tear fall from his eye.

“Well… Couldn’t we just keep it a secret?” I asked

“Scott! Don’t you understand?! We can’t be together anymore! You’re making this harder than it should be!” I took a step back, he never yelled like this. Not at anyone.

“I don’t love you anymore!” When he said that my heart broke. I loved him more then anything in the world.

There was a pause of silence and we just had intense eye contact.

“You should leave Scott.” Jackson said as he walked across the room and opened his bedroom door.

“Okay, well bye-”

“Scott, leave.” And with that said I walked out of his room, down the hallway, and out the front door. By the time I got to my car the tears has already started.

I just lost my mate.

I sat on the edge of the cliff. The half moon lit up the town. I could see the school, the park, the hospital. I could see the whole town.

“Thought I could find you here.” I turned around and saw him. Jackson.

When I saw him all the pain he gave me came back and I went cold.

“What do you want? Why are you back in town, isn’t London nicer than this place?” I asked coldly.

“Well, we’re back. My dad got offered a better job here then the one in London. So we moved back.” Jackson came and sat next to me, I still didn’t look at him.

“Plus, London didn’t have you.” When he said that I looked at him. He’s just as beautiful as I remember. The light from the moon shining on his face is perfect.

“What?” I asked in a confused voice.

“London didn’t have you Scott. I’ve missed you so much. The first week we we’re there I cried every night because, the last thing I said to you was that I don’t love you anymore. I still love you Scott, I always have, I never stopped. I wanted to call but I knew you wouldn’t pick up.” There was an awkward silence Jackson took my chin in his hand and turned my face so I looked at him.

“I talked to Derek when I was gone. He said that you seemed happy. You were happy because you got rid of some dead weight. Me. I cried even more when I found that out.” Jackson’s voice cracked as a tear fell from his eye.

I don’t like it when he talks about himself like that. But the thing is that I still love him to.

I cut him off by pressing my lips to his. He froze for a moment but then he responded. Our lips moved in sync. I pulled away and said

“Please don’t call yourself that. I still love you, I just acted happy so people wouldn’t ask me about it. I cried so much the day you told me you were leaving. I’ve missed you so much. Every day after school I would come here and just sit here till my shift. I’ve never cried this much. I love you Jackson” I started him in the eyes, and a smile grew on his face. That’s the smile I fell in love with.

“Jackson, you’re my mate.” When I said this, Jackson looked like the happiest person alive. He wrapped his arms around my neck and crashed his lips to mine. I finally have my mate back.

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