Quack (Stiles Stop Calling It That)

Summary

“Stiles, I’m serious, I need a favour.” “That sounds like a trap,” Stiles Stilinski muttered sleepily into both his pillows. “You know,” he continued when the man in his room made no move to leave, “you’d think I’d be used to this. My dad, coming into my room, smacking my ass to get me out of bed, w

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