[ whatever staff should be manning the prize kiosk must be stocking inventory in the back room, or something, because stiles, billy and frogger are the only people here. this isn't the fucking reception area of a hotel lobby, so there's no bell to ring for service, but while billy justifies their recent expedition into human trafficking, stiles looks around for a buzzer or a bell to ring and play with until an adult comes and gives him attention. thankfully, he doesn't find anything.
billy asks frogger what he thinks, and stiles hums in thought, examining the toys on display. there are some pretty adorable toys, all things considered - a couple of them seem to be made wrong, with a hollowness to their button eyes, some loose stitching or else lumpy in a way that suggests they're stuffed with something other than fluff - but ominous and omnipresent horror aside, there are certainly some safe looking cuties to choose from. there's a bright pink cat, naked except for a big white tutu, which is kind of weird, but kids toys always are. there's a giraffe with sparkly purple lips, a rabbit in a sundress...
but stiles is drawn to someone else. there's a t-rex shaped like a beach ball, all big and circular and very, very fluffy. he's got a bright black bowtie, clearly coded to be masculine, and yeah, okay, stiles would be at the head of the line to say that girl t-rexes can wear bow ties too, if they want to, but he just gets the vibe that this one's a dude. he's also in love with him, and stiles is snapping his fingers and pointing him out with way too much enthusiasm. his arm's outstretched and his face is lit up. full on kid in a candy store, if that kid hadn't slept for a month and a half and is constantly willing himself to stay on his feet. ]
Maybe this guy? He seems pretty lonely up there all by himself.
[ there are no other dinosaurs, no other pointlessly circular stuffed toys to choose from. he's only 200 tickets, so that's absolutely something they could win together if they spend the night here racking up highscores, and stiles is so caught up in the joy and the excitement of wanting that freaking dinosaur that he doesn't really realize until it's out there that he's suggesting giving frogger a boyfriend.
and maybe that's weird for billy. or maybe it's not. stiles has never had to navigate a question like that, really. danny wore his sexuality on his sleeve, and ethan and stiles weren't exactly friends, and beacon hills is in general a pretty open place, so he's never had to ask someone their thoughts on... this. hypothetically or otherwise. the closest he's come to taking a stab at another person's sexuality was when he tried to talk things out with caitlin, which felt awkward at the time and has somehow gotten progressively even worse in retrospect.
stiles is in a constant pendulum swing between being socially awkward and socially confident, and right now, he's leaning heavily toward the former. without even thinking, he's climbing onto the kiosk counter and grabbing the dinosaur from its vantage point on the wall, taking him off the hook and bringing him back down. he sets him on the counter next to frogger and taps his fingers against the side of it, pretending to straighten out his bowtie and generally just gussying him up for his big date. he's looking at the dinosaur, he's looking at the counter, he's looking at frogger, but he's not looking at billy, which makes all the casual confidence in his voice sound as forced and as fake as it really is.
stiles clears his throat, smoothing down the t-rex's fur, then scratches at his chin with one finger and pretends to be fascinated by the popcorn maker a few feet away. he's second guessing himself for grabbing the dinosaur down when he could have just fucking waited to win him properly, because now he doesn't know what to do. he's just standing next to billy with a dinosaur he shouldn't have yet and it just feels like that was a weird thing to do. god. ]
Is that... is this something Frogger would be cool with, you think?
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billy asks frogger what he thinks, and stiles hums in thought, examining the toys on display. there are some pretty adorable toys, all things considered - a couple of them seem to be made wrong, with a hollowness to their button eyes, some loose stitching or else lumpy in a way that suggests they're stuffed with something other than fluff - but ominous and omnipresent horror aside, there are certainly some safe looking cuties to choose from. there's a bright pink cat, naked except for a big white tutu, which is kind of weird, but kids toys always are. there's a giraffe with sparkly purple lips, a rabbit in a sundress...
but stiles is drawn to someone else. there's a t-rex shaped like a beach ball, all big and circular and very, very fluffy. he's got a bright black bowtie, clearly coded to be masculine, and yeah, okay, stiles would be at the head of the line to say that girl t-rexes can wear bow ties too, if they want to, but he just gets the vibe that this one's a dude. he's also in love with him, and stiles is snapping his fingers and pointing him out with way too much enthusiasm. his arm's outstretched and his face is lit up. full on kid in a candy store, if that kid hadn't slept for a month and a half and is constantly willing himself to stay on his feet. ]
Maybe this guy? He seems pretty lonely up there all by himself.
[ there are no other dinosaurs, no other pointlessly circular stuffed toys to choose from. he's only 200 tickets, so that's absolutely something they could win together if they spend the night here racking up highscores, and stiles is so caught up in the joy and the excitement of wanting that freaking dinosaur that he doesn't really realize until it's out there that he's suggesting giving frogger a boyfriend.
and maybe that's weird for billy. or maybe it's not. stiles has never had to navigate a question like that, really. danny wore his sexuality on his sleeve, and ethan and stiles weren't exactly friends, and beacon hills is in general a pretty open place, so he's never had to ask someone their thoughts on... this. hypothetically or otherwise. the closest he's come to taking a stab at another person's sexuality was when he tried to talk things out with caitlin, which felt awkward at the time and has somehow gotten progressively even worse in retrospect.
stiles is in a constant pendulum swing between being socially awkward and socially confident, and right now, he's leaning heavily toward the former. without even thinking, he's climbing onto the kiosk counter and grabbing the dinosaur from its vantage point on the wall, taking him off the hook and bringing him back down. he sets him on the counter next to frogger and taps his fingers against the side of it, pretending to straighten out his bowtie and generally just gussying him up for his big date. he's looking at the dinosaur, he's looking at the counter, he's looking at frogger, but he's not looking at billy, which makes all the casual confidence in his voice sound as forced and as fake as it really is.
stiles clears his throat, smoothing down the t-rex's fur, then scratches at his chin with one finger and pretends to be fascinated by the popcorn maker a few feet away. he's second guessing himself for grabbing the dinosaur down when he could have just fucking waited to win him properly, because now he doesn't know what to do. he's just standing next to billy with a dinosaur he shouldn't have yet and it just feels like that was a weird thing to do. god. ]
Is that... is this something Frogger would be cool with, you think?