Chapter 3
Theo took Liam to the leather couch in the room, sitting him down.
“Can I get you anything to drink?” He asked, and Liam shook his head no.
“I’m okay, sir. Thank you.” Theo nodded, grabbing himself a rum and coke, bless Derek.
He sat down across from Liam, arm over the back of the couch.
“Tell me a bit more about yourself. What are some things you like to do? How old are you?” He started listing off questions, and Liam gave him a shy smile.
“Well, I’m nineteen, I grew up as the middle child. I have two sisters, one younger, one older. Some things I like to do? Well, I like to read, and I like to play the guitar. I take care of my little sister, Lily, while Lauren, my older sister is away at college. Lily stays with my aunts during the night so I can… you know…” Liam trailed off. Theo nodded, putting a hand over his thigh.
“I do. I um… Is there anything I can do to help you?” Theo asked. Liam shook his head no.
“No, it’s okay. Mason is helping me save. So is Brett.” Theo flashed his eyes at the mention of Brett’s name, the cocky shit.
“Who is Brett anyways?” Theo asked. He needed to know.
“My ex, but we’re really good friends now. He’s just really affectionate.” Liam shrugged.
Ah, so they weren’t involved like that.
“Tell me more about you.” Theo said, taking a sip of his drink.
He listened intently to Liam, learning his favorite color, his favorite foods, what he didn’t like at stores, what foods he hated the most, and his favorite movies. Theo felt himself falling more and more in love. Liam was perfect.
“So, that’s me.” Theo smiled softly, scooting closer.
“You sound like an amazing person, Liam.” Theo stated honestly.
Liam was about to respond, but the door to Theo’s office opened, Malia looking frantic.
“Scott’s throwing down with Stiles, and he’s winning. I can’t find Derek, and no one else is helping.” Theo nodded, setting his drink down.
“Don’t move, Dunbar. I’ll be back.” Theo hastily made it down the stairs of the balcony, heading for the stage Stiles was working.
Theo saw Derek enter the building, blood coating his knuckles, and he whistled, catching Derek’s attention. He nodded his head to the stage, both of them hurrying to get over to the door. Theo threw it open, finding Stiles putting Scott into a headlock. Theo and Derek went to break it up, but Stiles flashed his deep, purple eyes at them. Stiles looked down at Scott, his grip tightening.
“You wanna sexually harass me? You think it’s okay to touch me like that? You’re worse than half of the men and women here.” Stiles growled out, Theo grabbing Derek by the collar of his shirt.
Derek went to lunge, but Theo shook his head. They didn’t need blood spilt here, especially from McCall.
“I’m—” Scott gasped for air, and Stiles let him go.
“Get out. Get the fuck out. I don’t care what you want to say to me. You pushed a boundary, and you violated me. I should have Derek here take care of you.” Stiles spit. No, he actually spit on Scott.
Stiles gravitated towards Derek, putting his hands on Derek’s chest, looking up at him.
“Cmon, pretty boy. Let me get you cleaned up.” Derek practically fell to his knees.
Damn, he was in love with Stilinski.
Theo grabbed Scott by the nape of his neck, dragging him out of the club. When they reached outside, they looked over at two familiar voices. Liam and Malia.
“Liam?” Scott said, eyes wide.
Liam looked over, speech cutting short, and he made an abortive move to walk back inside. What the fuck did Scott do to Liam?
“You know him, Liam?” Theo asked. Liam nodded, movements jerky. He made note to talk to him about that.
He threw Scott, with force, onto the street.
“You’re not welcome here, McCall. If you ever step foot in here again, I’ll deal with you myself.” Scott just nodded, and got up, stumbling.
Theo looked over at Malia and Liam, Malia grabbing Liam’s arm, and Liam flinching. Theo raised an eyebrow. He was also going to bring that up.
He walked over to them, taking Liam’s wrist gently.
“Inside?” He asked, and Liam nodded, waving to Malia.
Theo led them back to his office, passing by the open bathroom door. Stiles was on Derek’s lap, washing the blood off of his knuckles, and Derek looked like he was in a trance, his eyes lidded, staring at Stiles. Theo smiled a little, and started walking up the steps with Liam. He turned around when he felt a presence behind them, ready to defend. It was just Brett.
“Hey, Li! I’m gonna head home!” Brett said, and Liam nodded.
“Mase?” Liam asked. Theo looked between them.
“With Corey. They went back to his place for the night.” Liam nodded at Brett, and stepped down the stairs to hug him.
Brett made eye contact with Liam, moving his hands down his lower back. Theo growled lowly, watching Brett hold Liam tighter. Liam moved Brett’s hands above his waist, and gave him a pointed look.
“Stop making these men jealous, Brett. I’d like to be able to come back here.” Brett just rolled his eyes, and ruffled Liam’s hair before walking off.
Liam laughed a little, walking up the stairs again. Theo followed behind, getting a nice view of his ass.
They both sat down on the couch again, Theo shutting the door. He sat closer to Liam this time.
“Is Brett your Alpha? You’re a beta?” He asked, and Liam shook his head, smiling.
“No, I’m human, same with my friend Mason. Corey and Brett are the only two supernatural creatures in our friend group.” Theo nodded, relieved.
“Would you ever want to be someone’s beta?” He asked, searching for something—anything—to let him know Liam wanted it.
“Depends on the Alpha. I don’t want it to be Brett, cause that’s weird. Scott offered once, more like forced, but I got out of it. I’ve met a few others, but I just wasn’t interested.” Liam shrugged.
“What about someone like Derek or I?” He wanted Liam as his.
“I’d give some thought to it,” Liam smiled, “wouldn’t want to pass up an opportunity that amazing.” Theo smiled.
“So, what’s the deal with Derek and Stiles? Are they a thing?” Liam asked, bringing his legs up and tucking them under himself, giving Theo a nice view of his thighs.
“No, but they might as well be. It’s ridiculous how gone for each other they are, just claiming that they’re friends.” Liam hummed in agreement, stealing Theo’s rum and coke, taking a few sips.
Theo watched the way he swallowed, watching how Liam tipped his head back to drain the rest of the drink. He felt his mouth water, the urge to bite, to claim, to mate. It was strong, and Theo needed to get ahold of himself. His libido hadn’t been this active before.
Liam pulled out his phone, checking the time. He cursed, standing up.
“Shit, I have to go get Lily. I’m sorry.” Liam looked genuinely sorry, and Theo didn’t think he could make bigger heart eyes.
“Let me drive you to get her and then I’ll drive you two home, okay?” He said, and Liam looked hesitant, but nodded, none the less.
Theo walked them carefully through the club, avoiding touching any bodies on the dance floor. He got them out, and ushered Liam to his car. He let Liam put the coordinates into his phone, and he drove to a shitty complex in downtown LA. He cringed a little, but didn’t say anything.
“I’ll be in and out, just give me a few minutes to get her stuff.” Liam said, unbuckling.
“No rush, sugar.” Theo said, watching him get out of the car.
He sat and waited for all of five minutes before Liam came out with a girl no older than five sitting perched on his hip. She had the same wild blonde hair as Liam, wearing an Avengers onesie. He smiled a little. She looked like she was talking a mile a minute, Liam nodding along. Theo cursed when he realized she didn’t have a carseat, so she’d sit in the front with Liam.
The two Dunbar’s got into the seat, Lily eyeing Theo with caution.
“Bubba?” Lily asked, and Liam hummed, getting them better situated.
“Who dat?” She asked, and Liam smiled at her.
“That’s Mr. Raeken. Can you say hi?” Liam prompted, and Lily just waved.
Theo gave a gentle smile, waving back. He started the car, Liam giving him directions to his apartment. Lily was fast asleep against him, and Theo spoke up.
“How old is she?” He asked, and Liam smiled softly.
“Three, about to be four.” Liam answered softly, and Theo nodded.
Theo arrived at another complex, seeing there were two men waiting outside. He looked to Liam, seeing that he indeed knew these guys.
“That’s Mason, and that’s Corey. They’re dating, but Corey wants to propose.” Liam said, and Theo nodded. He made sure the three men and little girl got inside just fine, then took off towards the club again.
He felt his phone buzz, and he checked it at a red light.
From: Derek
Sooo…. I have a date.
To: Derek
With Stiles, I hope ;).
From: Derek
Duh. How’d it go with Liam?
To: Derek
Good. He’s so cute. He has
a little sister.
From: Derek
Cute. Are you on your way?
To: Derek
Yes. Be there in 10.
Theo took the main road, weaving in and out of traffic, getting to the club within eight minutes. He parked, getting out. He walked by the people on the sidewalk, the women making lewd comments. He wasn’t interested in them. Just Liam.
He made his way inside, Erica and Stiles cleaning up their stages. He heard Derek fussing over Stiles, the man wanting to take care and do the cleaning for him. He just smiled. The man was so gone for Stiles, he was glad they were getting a date. He said his greetings to Erica, going up to his office. He opened the door, finding that Liam had left his jacket laying across the chair. He picked it up, folding it gingerly. He laid it down across his desk, washing out the cup they had drank out of.
He then closed up shop, waiting with Derek to take the dancers to their cars. They took Stiles and Erica, just like the previous night, but this time Derek and Stiles shared a small kiss, and Erica wolf whistled at them. Then they took Malia and Allison, both of them waving bye.
Derek and Theo did their bro handshake, bidding a goodnight to one another.
Theo went to his apartment in uptown LA, kicking his shoes off by the front door. He stripped on his way to the bed, just falling onto his comforter.
He smiled sleepily, thinking of Liam and his blue eyes, the way he cared for his sister, the way he’d make a perfect mate.
He’s perfect.