[So many of the times when they kissed in the past, it was about something else. A panic attack. Reassurance that things were gonna be okay. That they weren't alone. Making sure they really were together again.
But this isn't like that. There's no weight behind it. No worries about anything else, no need for comfort or reassurance about anything except for Stiles to understand that this is what she wants. That she wants him, too.
When she finally breaks the kiss for air, she doesn't really pull away from him. She keeps one arm wrapped around his neck and her other hand remains in his hair. With a deep breath, she opens her eyes and looks up at him, smiling.]
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But this isn't like that. There's no weight behind it. No worries about anything else, no need for comfort or reassurance about anything except for Stiles to understand that this is what she wants. That she wants him, too.
When she finally breaks the kiss for air, she doesn't really pull away from him. She keeps one arm wrapped around his neck and her other hand remains in his hair. With a deep breath, she opens her eyes and looks up at him, smiling.]
Do you get it now?