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Memories flooded his mind of them on a playground, Stiles giggling from the top of a climbing structure with the sun to his back, looking down at little Jackson who had been squinting up at him.
"You're like the sun, annoying and bright!" The little boy he'd called his best friend had snapped.
"Maybe that's why mama calls me słoneczko!" Little Stiles chirped back.
Jackson had stumbled over the word, frustrated, till Stiles had climbed down and coached him through it.
Jackson had adopted the nickname, smug to have something with Stiles, like a secret, that their classmates didn't.
He'd stopped hearing that name when his mom died, when he'd tried to cut Jackson from his heart and life to protect them both. He never thought he'd hear it again.
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After everything happened, after Jackson left for England and took everyone with him, Stiles was left stuck in a haze, getting by recklessly. It's all he can do to keep himself together. He thinks that's all that's out there for him until suddenly Jackson is back in his life, so different Stiles almost doesn't recognise him.
Both of them are holding secrets close to their chests, but nothing remains buried for long.