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sapphireginger · 2 years ago

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Title: You Betrayed Me. He Loves Me.

Pairings: Stora (Stiles Stilinski + Cora Hale)

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Word Count: 4,689

AO3 Link

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Cheating (Not Between Main Pairing)

Square Filled: Proposal

Written For: @anyfandomfluffbingo

Summary:

It takes weeks to mend her heart enough to fully function. Betrayal like that doesn’t just go away. It’s like an ache in her chest that makes it hard to breathe. Cora hates that she feels this way since she’s seen the posts of her ex and her sister all over social media.

She’s ignored calls from everyone except her uncle because he has the decency not to ask a million questions. The rest of the Hale family? Not so much. Still, she can’t help but wonder what is so wrong with her that Allison chose her sister instead?

Cora Hale is head over heels in love with Allison Argent. So completely gone on her and so sure she's the one that it's like a stab to the gut when she gets home from work and finds Allison in bed with her sister, Malia.

A nauseous feeling overwhelms her, and she runs to the bathroom to throw up. She could hear the moans and saw the bare skin sliding together. How long have they been together? When did it start? How could her sister do this? Did Ally never love her at all?

She's crying she knows but she's too numb to care. The other two women are too lost in pleasure to pay her any attention as she gathers her things and leaves behind her key. She's grateful that her uncle kept up payments on an apartment for her. She should have listened to him. He saw what she was blind to.

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It takes weeks to mend her heart enough to fully function. Betrayal like that doesn't just go away. It's like an ache in her chest that makes it hard to breathe. Cora hates that she feels this way since she's seen the posts of her ex and her sister all over social media. She's ignored calls from everyone except her uncle because he has the decency not to ask a million questions. The rest of the Hale family? Not so much. Still, she can't help but wonder what is so wrong with her that Allison chose her sister instead?

Cora doesn't let it stop her from living her life, but she also hasn't gone out since. Not with friends and obviously not with family, though her Uncle Peter has offered.

Three months after she caught her ex cheating however, she manages to pull herself out of bed and get dressed: the perfect outfit of a short leather mini skirt that flares, a long-sleeved turquoise crop top with one cold shoulder and black stilettos.

With a final look in the mirror to check her makeup and hair, she's off to a local club that she found after her and Allison split. Well, she actually came across it on a night towards the end of their relationship when she can acknowledge she had begun to doubt her girlfriend.

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Moon Bay Wolves is a beautiful establishment and Cora feels freer here. The first thing she does is order a drink and then she watches as various people sign up to sing. Crap .

"Karaoke night," she mumbles to herself, taking a sip of her drink. She completely forgot. Before coming here when she originally heard about it she did her research and it's the best rated club in the city. The only thing she forgot to do was check the current schedule but perhaps someone will be good.

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Decidedly not she thinks after another three performances of cheesy pop. "There are a million songs in the world, and they choose Katy Perry?" she mutters incredulously. "Ugh!"

It's time to make a quick bathroom stop and then get another drink. Although she should probably finish her current drink first.

As she brings the sex in a driveway to her lips, she hears a liquid silk voice begin to sing.

Brown guilty eyes and little white lies, yeah I played dumb, but I always knew That you talked to her, maybe did even worse I kept quiet so I could keep you

And ain't it funny how you ran to her The second that we called it quits? And ain't it funny how you said you were friends? Now it sure as hell don't look like it

You betrayed me And I know that you'll never feel sorry for the way I hurt, yeah You talked to her when we were together Loved you at your worst, but that didn't matter It took you two weeks to go off and date her Guess you didn't cheat, but you're still a traitor

Now you bring her around just to shut me down Show her off like she's a new trophyㅤ And I know if you were true, there's no damn way that you Could fall in love with somebody that quickly

Ain't it funny? All the twisted games All the questions you used to avoid Ain't it funny? Remember I brought her up And you told me I was paranoid?

(Ah-ah-ah) God, I wish that you had thought this through Before I went and fell in love with you (Ah-ah-ah) when she's sleepin' in the bed, we made Don't you dare forget about the way

You betrayed me 'Cause I know that you'll never feel sorry for the way I hurt, yeah You talked to her when we were together You gave me your word, but that didn't matter It took you two weeks to go off and date her Guess you didn't cheat But you're still, you're still a traitor (ah-ah-ah)

Yeah, you're still a traitor

Ooh-ooh-ooh God, I wish that you had thought this through Before I went and fell in love with you

Cora is captivated by the man singing. She takes in his appearance with eyes full of want.

His lips are like pink rose petals. His eyes are like drops of sun. His cheeks are rosy. He's wearing black skinny jeans, black converse, and a tight black t-shirt with a turquoise and black plaid long sleeved shirt over it. The sleeves of the plaid shirt are rolled up showing drool worthy forearms of corded muscle.

The man's body undulates with the emotions he's feeling. It's like the song just—that this man who sings with such deep conviction knows the pain. Her pain.

It's the knowledge of possible understanding that makes her weave her way through the crowd to find him after he finishes singing. He's taken a seat on one of the velour cushions in a private booth and doesn't seem too with his surroundings. Cora wonders if perhaps he's drunk, but his eyes zero in on her as she gets closer.

"Hello!" he says with a smile.

Cora nods. "Hey." She catches her bottom lip between her teeth and idly chews at it. "I—I really liked your song."

He seems surprised. "Really?"

Cora nods.

"Gee thanks!" he says with a huge grin. "Seriously, I wasn't expecting that. It was mostly for me to be honest. I had to. If I didn't, it would've just kept—"

"Beating against your rib cage until it gave and left you even more shattered than you already are?"

"Holy shit. YES! That. That yeah. All that. Wait–" His eyes narrow and then his expression softens. "You too?"

Cora nods with a wry smile. "Yeah. Fits my ex to a t and yeah. It's just–I mean–t-the way you sang it with such emotion and connection to those emotions. I had to tell you I loved it."

The man offers her his hand. "I'm Stiles."

"Cora."

"Cora..." he says softly, trying it out. Then he gives her a friendly smirk. "Well, it's nice to meet you." He gestures to the space next to him. "You're welcome to sit. Unless you're gonna sing?" he asks, gesturing to the stage.

Cora blanches. "Oh, I don't know about that. I'd love to sit but no singing for me. I'll leave the singing to you."

"You might be surprised how much it helps."

Cora mulls over his words. "Perhaps."

They both look up as a waitress approaches. "Good evening, Mr. Stilinski!"

A glance from Cora goes unnoticed as Stiles offers a polite smile. "Eve, I'll have two shots of vodka and a rum and coke."

Eve nods and then both she and Stiles look at Cora. "For you?" Eve asks.

"Oh! Um do you have a watermelon sparkler?"

"Sure do! I'll go get those for you," she says before sending Stiles another flirty smile and a wink as she leaves.

Cora leans back in her seat and glances at Stiles who now has his arm along the back of the booth. She's hyper aware of where his arm is, the heat of it near the back of her neck but despite fully expecting him to wrap his arm around her, he doesn't. Stiles is polite and funny. He's a sarcastic asshole and a total nerd but that just makes him more and more appealing.

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They talk for what seems like forever, Eve refilling their drinks until Stiles cuts them off, and they only look up when it gets deadly silent, and Cora realizes they're alone. "Oh fuck!" she exclaims in a panicked tone.

Stiles snorts and sits forward. "Cora. It's okay."

She whips her head to look at him. "Okay? O-Kay?! This is most definitely not okay. The owner will surely be pissed."

"Cor–"

"Oh my gosh. He'll–Maybe he'll sue or something and noooo I'm in a prank war with my uncle aka my lawyer and he won't take the case because–Although he might take pity on me because I just broke up with–"

"Cora I–"

Cora sucks in a harsh breath. "Oh hell. Why? First night out and I'm going to get arrested! I should have just stayed ho–"

"Cora!!" Stiles says, raising his voice.

"What?" she says looking at Stiles.

Stiles chuckles and stands up offering his hand. "Come with me. I'll take you to meet the owner so you can see he's not angry and won't have you arrested."

Cora follows him for two reasons. The first reason is so she doesn't get arrested, and the second reason is to avoid having to say goodbye to Stiles just yet. Feeling his hand in hers makes heat pool in her stomach and butterflies swarm in that heat.

It's after reaching the office that Cora learns Stiles is the owner and she has to sit down to wrap her brain around it. "Why me?"

Stiles smiles sheepishly but then determined. "You didn't seem like you knew me. You didn't shut down my nerd side and most of all you listened. Plus, you told me you loved my singing. Like I wanted to tell you as the night wore on, but I couldn't help but be a little selfish. Monopolizing your time wasn't the best idea I've ever had."

Cora blushes watching Stiles do the same. She decides to take a leap of faith and hope that everything she's been reading from the man is accurate. She stands up slowly and then steps closer with a soft sigh. "I'm honored. I truly was just being myself. You made me forget and you made me laugh. I haven't laughed that hard in so long."

"I like your laugh. It's adorable and being the one to make you laugh is the cherry on top of an already amazing sundae."

"Hm," Cora hums in acknowledgment as her eyes flick from his eyes to his lips and back. "I really want to kiss you."

Stiles stills for a minute but then he nods with an adorable smile. "Yes. Absoflutinloutley. I-I want that too."

They come together, her arms sliding around his neck and his arms sliding around her waist as their lips meet in a soft exploratory caress. It's absolutely perfect.

Her fingers slip into the hair at the base of his neck. One of his arms slips all the way around her waist pulling her tight against him while his other arm reaches up to grip her hip firmly. Nothing else matters or exists outside this bubble full of possibilities.

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Later in the dark of night, as they lie together bare between and beneath the sheets Cora tells Stiles about the betrayal of her sister, Malia and her ex, Allison. He's quiet as he listens to every word and rubs small circles on her hip as she speaks. Cora had expected it to be hard but the soft kisses he peppers on her face after she finishes, make her realize that this has to be what love is.

Even only knowing him for a few hours doesn't change the fact that the two of them have so many possibilities and together they have so much potential.

Cora hates her ex, Allison for her betrayal but if she hadn't been a traitor there'd be no her and Stiles. With that in mind she rests her head on Stiles's shoulder nosing at his neck as they fall asleep tangled up together, not knowing where one of them ends and the other begins.

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Peter loves Stiles almost as much as Cora does and the two of them bond which is a relief to her. With Uncle Peter being the only family she has really, their approval of each other means the world to her.

Two years after they meet, after getting Peter's blessing which makes Cora cry, Stiles proposes with a song. She's seen his guitar a few times over the years, especially when he gets an idea that he just has to write down. Her favorite thing to do is hear him sing. Her eyes fill with tears as she listens to him. Peter is on the side filming but the only thing she hears is Stiles and the only thing she sees is his eyes locked with hers.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Full moon, bedroom, stars in your eyes Last night, the first time that I realized The glow between us felt so right We sat on the edge of the bed and you said "I never knew that I could feel this way" Love today can be so difficult But what we have I know is different 'Cause when I'm with you the world stops turning

Could I love you any more? Could I love you any more? Could I love you any more?

Sunrise, time flies, feels like a dream Being close inhaling hard to believe Seven billion people in the world Finding you is like a miracle Only this wonder remains

Could I love you any more? Could I love you any more? Could I love you any more? Mmm

Softly, slowly Love unfolding Could this love be true?

Could I love you any more? Could I love you any more? Could I love you any more?

Could I love you any more? (The question's rhetorical) Could I love you any more? (Oh, this feels phenomenal) Could I love you any more? (Love is all there is) Could I love you any more? (It's inexhaustible) Could I love you any more? (Oh, love's unstoppable) Could I love you any more? (Love is all there is)

Softly, slowly Love unfolding (Could this love be true?) Could this love be true?

Could I love you any more? Could I love you any more? Could I love you any more?

Cora doesn't fight the tears on her cheeks and giggles through them as Stiles sets his guitar aside and gets down on one knee. "Cora Marie Hale. I want to make music with you. I want to make a home together. I want to love you forever and a day. So, will you marry me?" he asks as he opens the ring box.

She gasps at the silver ring with silver leaves and the amethyst in the center with a diamond on either side of it. When she looks closer, she sees tiny amethysts in the center of the leaves.

"Stiles, it's gorgeous," she whispers, nodding her head. "Yes. Yes. A thousand times. YES!"

He's up on his feet after slipping it on the ring finger of her left hand and wraps his arms around her as she buries her face against his chest with her hands on his shoulders. She feels him press his lips to the top of her head and pulls back so those perfect pink lips can meet her own.

Peter saves the video and sends it to both of them before taking his leave with the guitar. He smiles approvingly at the young couple and feels a weight lifted off his shoulders. Cora was so hurt by her ex and now she has Stiles who Peter knows will protect her, love her and cherish her. "Forever and a day indeed," he whispers to himself.

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Five Years Later

"Margo, please don't run!" Cora chides her three year old.

"Sowwy mama."

Cora sighs and scoops her up. "It's okay. I just don't want you to get hurt. You can run when we go to the park tomorrow. Okay?"

"Otay!"

"Where's daddy?"

Stiles pops his head in. "There she is!" he says and walks over to kiss his wife and tickle their oldest child. "Little monkey got away from me."

Margo giggles. "Daddy no! No ticks!"

"Oh, all the ticks for my little monkey!" he exclaims and plucks her out of Cora's arms to spin her around.

The giggles fill their home and Cora shakes her head with a fond smile. "We're going to be late if we don't get going."

Stiles's chest is heaving a little and even seven years and four kids later he's as gorgeous as the first time she saw him. Some days she still can't believe he's hers.

"Uh oh. Well, we can't let mommy be late. It's her big day after all," he says with a smile and a kiss to her cheek. "The twins are ready and now that I found little miss monkey, we're good to go."

Cora smiles and kisses him. "You're amazing. Have I told you how much I love you?"

Stiles hums and kisses her back. "Only a few times but as always I will never tire of hearing it."

Margo covers her eyes and giggles. "Kissy!"

"Don't worry my little monkey. You get kisses too!" he says as he peppers her cheeks with kisses, making his way to the living room where the twins are asleep in their carriers.

Their two year old Noa is with Peter today. Both of them are grateful to Cora's uncle because today is important and Noa wasn't feeling well. Cora almost decided to forgo the whole thing, but Stiles refuses to let her. So now they're heading out, hoping to make it to the local bookstore on time.

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A year after they got married, they started writing music together and then Cora started writing her own. All it took was Stiles hearing her sing once after a couple months of marriage and her voice is gorgeously ethereal. It's Stiles who encourages her to put her feelings into words and put those words to music. Her first song is about him.

She has released a total of ten singles now. Stiles has supported her every step of the way, just as she has supported him when he moved from writing lyrics to writing novels. Plus, she loves her husband in glasses.

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Stiles gets Margo out of her car seat and then gets the twins out. He's relieved when Isaac pops his head out of the bookstore. They met in college and Isaac was his best man at their wedding.

"Got your hands full I see," Isaac says as he scoops up Margo who beams at him.

"IZZY!" she shrieks, much to the wincing of her parents but Isaac easily gets her calmed down again.

Stiles handles the sleeping twins, one carrier in each hand, as he follows Isaac to a back room with couches and chairs. It's quiet and will be the perfect place for the kids to play.

Once the twins are settled, he sneaks back out to find Cora staring down at the table with her music on it. "Cora-Bear?" he whispers, slipping his arms around her waist. "What's going on in that beautiful head of yours?"

She leans into his embrace and the tension fades. "Nerves, I think? I don't know. It's surreal and it's my first signing. What if no one comes?"

"They'll come and I'll be right here the entire time."

Cora glances towards the room the twins are sleeping in. "Are you sure I shouldn't be in there with them?"

Stiles chuckles and uses one finger to tilt her chin up. "You are right where you need to be. Isaac and I have the kids under control." He kisses her and the last of the worry and tension bleeds out of her body. "I love you," he whispers.

"Love you more," she says softly with an adoring smile.

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Stiles was right. There are a lot of people and all of them came for her. Cora loses count of how many CDs, pages of sheet music, guitar picks, t-shirts, and more that she signs. Stiles has to refill the cards with her information several times because everyone wants her socials to stay updated when her next release will be.

They're about two hours into the signing when Allison shows up.

Cora almost didn't recognize her at first. She looks terrible. Well, that makes one of them.

Of course, it isn't a simple signing for Allison. She flirts and tries to get Cora's number which has, of course, changed. She's not paying any attention to Cora's wedding ring, that's obviously on display. That or she doesn't care.

After fifteen minutes of declining with no sign of Allison taking the hint, Stiles walks up behind Cora's chair, leans down and kisses her on the cheek. "Hello beautiful. Here's another water and I have more of the newest album." As he explains all of this, he sets the CDs down in a neat stack and hands her a cold water bottle.

Then he looks up as if just now noticing there was someone standing there. Cora notices and rolls her eyes at Allison's attempt to flirt with her husband now. "Stiles, this is Allison."

"What happened to Ally?" Allison asks in mock offense.

Stiles quirks a brow. "Ah. Her. Did you want something signed or were you planning to just stand there and keep up your poor attempts at seducing my wife?"

Allison's eyes widen and she looks down to see both Cora and Stiles's left hands sporting rings. Cora's amethyst engagement ring has been joined by a silver band made up of diamonds and amethysts. Stiles's wedding band is silver as well with an amethyst purple tint to it.

Allison is shocked that Cora is with someone. "Since when?"

Cora rolls her eyes and links her fingers with Stiles's. She glances up and back at him, her nose brushing his cheek. "Hm. We've been married for five years and together for seven."

Stiles smiles and nods. "Almost eight."

Allison scoffs. "Marriages don't always work out."

The couple snap their gazes to her, and Allison takes a step back. Before Stiles can respond one pair of footsteps sounds on the carpet as one little one barrels over followed by two little ones crawling.

"Tag daddy!" Margo says with a burst of giggles.

"You got me monkey," he says as he scoops her up. Then he looks down to see the twins who are gripping his pant legs. "Did you wake your brother and sister up?" he asks his oldest.

"Nu uh. I was so quiet daddy. They waked up on their own!" she says with wide innocent eyes.

Stiles looks over to see Isaac stifling a laugh behind his hand as he sets Margo down and scoops up both of the twins. Cora is smiling fondly at her husband, and he places a kiss on her forehead. "I'll take them to get a snack." He holds Cora's gaze. "You okay?"

Cora nods. "I'm okay. Go ahead. I've got this."

"All right monkeys. Isaac and I are going to take you to get some snacks." Margo cheers and follows their daddy and godfather to the little kitchen.

Once they're out of earshot, Cora looks back at her ex. Allison's focus is still on where Stiles disappeared. "Hey! He's my husband and my children's father, Allison. Don't even think about it."

Allison glares at her and sniffs haughtily. "He's not my type."

"Oh, I know he's not but that doesn't mean you wouldn't try just to fuck me over. Again. I know your type, Allison. Your type is anyone who lets you fuck them or is willing to fuck you, but as soon as something else comes along you drop them and go after what's shiny."

"Someone still has hurt feelings I see," Allison says smirking. "We used to have so much fun together."

Cora scoffs. "How's Malia?"

Allison quirks a brow. "Oh her? I don't know. We fucked for a while and then..." she trails off fiddling with her hair. "I'm single if that's what you're wondering."

"Good for you."

"You know..." Allison purrs. "We could have fun again and I won't say a word to your little hubby."

"Her husband would appreciate it if you got the hell out of here!" Stiles's voice sounds angrily behind Cora.

The relief Cora feels in that moment is overwhelming. His hand on her shoulder is grounding and she looks at Allison. "I have an amazing husband who treats me like I deserve and who loves me with everything he has. He loved me before I had all this fame from my music and he's the reason I write songs. He's an amazing father to our children and I look forward to growing old with the man who made me laugh and made me want to live. So good riddance to you Miss Argent and may you never darken my life again." She looks up at Stiles who is smiling proudly at her. "Stiles is the light of my life."

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The rest of the signing goes really well, and the other people even clap as Allison storms out.

When they get home after dropping the kids off at Isaac and Jackson's house, they head home, and Stiles helps her decompress.

"I'm so proud of you Cora."

She pushes her face under the showerhead and sighs. "It was a dull ache I promise but it sucked to see her again."

Stiles steps up behind her and kisses her neck as he grabs a loofah to wash her body. "I know and you were strong. You stood up for yourself."

His ministrations are gentle but ground her so well that she allows her eyes to slip closed. "I should have done that years ago but better late than never."

"You weren't ready years ago and then when you were she wasn't in your life. When she tried to get back into your life you locked the already closed door."

Cora turns around to take the loofah from him and proceeds to wash his body as she thinks on his words. It's true that she wasn't ready. Who knows what would have happened if she had tried before she was ready. She shudders to think that perhaps she'd have gotten back with Allison.

Her eyes flick up to her husband's eyes that have fallen shut at her touch. Amber eyes flicker open when she pauses in her movements, and he quirks a brow. Cora kisses that adorable smirk off his face and lets him under the water to rinse off. They wash each other's hair and then after drying off they curl up in bed together, Cora in turquoise silk pajama shorts and a turquoise pajama tank top, and Stiles in black and turquoise plaid pajama pants.

Tomorrow afternoon, they'll pick up the twins, Felix and Faith, and Margo from their friends and then pick up Noa from Peter's. For now, however, they take the time to relax and unwind from all the stress of the day. Cora feels safest when she's in the arms of her husband. She feels small, safe, protected and most of all she feels loved.

Neither of them had expected their night of feeling betrayed to become a lifetime full of moments where they feel forever unconditionally loved.

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