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The Motherly Human (P2) ~Liam Dunbar // Teen Wolf

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Y/N - Your Name
Can you do a part 2 to the motherly human where Liam is super attached to the reader and he has nightmares about the berserkers and she comforts him like she’ll lay beside him and gently lull him to sleep and he sleepily tells her he loves her and she kisses his cheek and replies calling him “my baby” bc utter cuteness! I loved the first part! - ANON

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I listened to the hum of the engine and the murmur of music as I drove through the dark and quiet streets. I glanced at the glowing built in clock; 2:58.a.m.
My roommate of two years had just finished her finals today and she didn’t waste any time getting completely wasted, she passed out about half an hour ago and because I really don’t feel like listening to her complain about her raging headache when she gets up I drove to the nearest drug store for some aspirin and all the necessities she needs during a hangover.

I continued staring at the dark road and the silhouettes of trees whilst I hummed along to the tune of the radio but I was cut off by the ringing of my phone from the passenger seat. Without looking away I pressed speaker.

“Hello?” I turned down the volume of the music whilst gradually turning the steering wheel.

“Y/N” a groggy voice I knew too well whimpered.
“Liam what’s wrong? Why are you up so late?”

“Can you just come over to mine please, like right now” his voice was noticeably wobbly, like he has been crying. I bit my bottom lip and prepared for a U-turn.
“Sure thing sweetie. Unlock your front door” and with that the line between us dropped just as drops of rain fell onto my windscreen.

As I drove towards his house I couldn’t help but think of the past few months. Liam’s done really well adjusting into this and training with Scott but he’s still new too all this supernatural crap and at the end of the day he’s only fifteen yet he’s dealing with all these threats and life endangering situations. Every time he goes away with Scott to fight for the pack I can’t help but worry like a mom watching her child walk into a new school or something. I guess ever since the day I found him tied to a chair in Scott’s room I’ve grown very protective and loving of him.

I killed the engine and got out the car, locking it as I walked across the pavement and up the stairs towards his house. Lightly I pushed the door and it drifted open with ease, I took a step in the relatively dark house and closed the door as quietly as I could behind me, twisting the key and locking the door.

I walked up the stairs and towards the dim light illuminating from Liam’s closed room door, I couldn’t help but notice how his parents don’t seem to be in.

“Liam” I whispered as I opened his door to reveal him pacing up and down his room in just sweatpants and a tanktop, droplets of sweat covering his forehead and even though his bed side light was hardly glowing I could still make out his red and puffy eyes that complimented his forming dark circles. When he sensed I was there he spent no time rushing over to me and engulfing me into a hug. He coiled his hands around my waist and dug his face in the crook of my neck. I wrapped my arms around him protectively and rubbed soft circles on his back.  

We stood there for a comfortable few minutes swaying from side to side; I felt the occasional warm droplets drip onto my neck and the flutter of his eyelashes brush against my skin almost as if he was trying his hardest not to let tears fall.
“Hey babe what’s wrong?” I picked up his face to see his sleep deprived features.
“They’re coming for me” he breathed and stuttered around the end, then he dug his face back into my neck.
He’s told me about his nightmares about the Berserkers but that was a while ago, he didn’t talk about them after that so I assumed this all stopped and he got over it. My heart melted never the less.

“I see them. Everywhere… I- I can’t sleep” he picked up his head but still kept his grip on me, like he was worried if he let go I would disappear. I brought my hands up to his face and wiped the fresh tears away with the pads of my thumbs.

“I’ll always protect you babe. I will never let them touch you” I slid my hands down from his arms and towards his hands which hadn’t moved from my hips. I intertwined our hands together and walked backwards towards his bed, never taking my glance away from him.

“You will?” Literally my heart that had already melted at his words had no evaporated at his vulnerable state. It took all of my power of will to not shed tears for him. I sent him a warm smile and sat down on his bed, our hands still laced together.

He stood up on the edge of the bed as I slipped my shoes off. He watched as I shuffled further into the bed and gave him a gentle tug.
“I’ll stay the night with you” I insisted, his eyes widened in hope, rested one knee on the bed.
“Are you positive”
“Thank you” he leant in and gave me a kiss on the forehead before getting comfortable and nestling into me. I wrapped an arm around him just like a mother would do to their toddler and rubbed circled onto his hand skin as our hands were still connected.
I let go of him for a brief moment to pick up the blanket that had fallen of the bed but he shot up and wrapped his hands around me. Afraid if I was leaving after I promised I’d stay. I smiled and breathed a laugh before picking up the blanket and nestled down next to him again. I covered us (mostly him) in the warm blanket and I kissed his cheek one again.

“I’m not leaving you Liam” I reassured, watching him get comfortable and resting his head on my shoulder. I ran my fingers through his flattened hair trying to calm him down. He played with the strings of my hoodie I forgot I was still wearing. After a few minutes of silence he inched closer to me and nestled his head in the crook of my neck once again, his slow warm breaths hitting my skin making me calmer.

“Thank you mom” he mumbled sleepily, I smiled to myself as he kissed the skin on my shoulder. A feeling of warmth and love filled my body at how he called me ‘mom’.
“I love you”

“I love you too my baby” I whispered and that was the last thing I said before I realized he was finally sleeping. I continued to brush his hair with my fingers.
“I won’t let anyone hurt my baby, I promise”