If I Could Fly
Pairing: Isaac x Reader
Summary: Can you write an Isaac imagine based off the song If I Could Fly by 1d?? tysm!
For your eyes only, I show you my heart. For when you’re lonely and forget who you are, I’m missing half of me when we’re apart. Now you know me, for your eyes only.
Long distance, that’s what it had come down too. Isaac left Beacon Hills after the tragic death of Allison, and headed with Chris Argent to France. He told you right before he left that this town pushed him to the limit, and he needed to get away and take a major step back. And of course you couldn’t fault him for that, everyone was dealing with Allison’s death in their own way. It’s just Isaac’s way was to leave it all behind, including you and fly away. As much as you couldn’t be mad at him, there was a part of you that was.
Tonight was no different than the last ones, it consisted of you staring at your phone hoping that it would ring, hoping that his name would light up the screen. It consisted of stack of assignments being left on the desk, because the constant worry of if he was okay took top priority over stupid school work. It consisted of your mother yelling at you for neglecting your chores, as well as not eating or coming out of your room as much. It consisted of several calls from the pack just to see if you were okay.
Everything was a constant repeat, but you didn’t care. Because the only person you cared about was on the other side of the world. And that, right there felt like half of you had gone missing because of it. The ringer went off and you scrambled across your bed and picked up your phone, seeing his name pop up was a sign of relief.
“Hello” you answered.
“Hi love, how you been?” he asked.
Melting back onto the bed you closed your eyes to savor his voice, “Okay what about you? How’s France?”.
“It would be a lot better if you were here, that’s for sure” he replied, playing with the blanket it was hard to not feel upset.
“How’s Chris doing?”. You heard him sigh deeply on the other line, and you couldn’t imagine how he must be feeling. Everyone in his life was either dead, on the run or evil and losing his daughter you wouldn’t blame him if he went over the edge.
“Doing much better, his been through this before so I guess his just trying to stay tough”.
“Must be hard” you stated.
It was the greatest hour of your life, Isaac and you talked about school, the pack, the new threat in Beacon Hills. While he informed you on France, the new things he has done, and how much better he felt since he left.
“Are you at home?” he randomly asked out of the blue.
“Yes…where do you think I would be at 9:00pm?”.
“Oh I don’t know out kicking ass” he responded.
You laughed and missed his witty humor, “God it’s so good to hear you laugh” he said. “Hey if I timed it right there should be a package arriving at your door, right about now”.
Getting up from you bed confused, you kept the phone to the ear while making your way down stairs. “Don’t tell me you sent the Eiffel tower over?” you joked, while Isaac chuckled.
“I’m a werewolf, not a genius mastermind. But I think what I got you is better than the Eiffel tower”.
Landing at the end of the stairs you used your free hand to open the door. Movement of any kind froze, and in front of you was Isaac looking the same as he left. “I do hope I get a hug, and maybe if I’m lucky a hello kiss?”.
Hearing his voice in person after months of not being able too, being able to physically reach out and touch him was an overload of emotions. You ran up and hugged him so tight, not wanting to let go just in case he would disappear. Tears streamed down your face, and no-one would ever know the joy you felt in able to have in him your arms.
“I know you don’t want to let go love, but your going to have to so I can come in” he stated.
“Promise me you won’t disappear if I do?” you whispered in his ear.
“I promise” he replied instantly.
Slowly unfolding your arms from around his neck, the two of you stepped back into the house. Wasting not even a second, you brought him to your room so you could talk and just be with him.
“When did you get into town? Why did you decide to come back? Did something happen in France? Is Chris with you? Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” You fired questions upon questions at him, and all he did was look at you with admiration and love.
Pulling you down on the bed, you cuddled in his side. “First off I came back to town today. I came back because I missed you more than anything. No nothing happened in France. Chris is still there. And I didn’t tell you because the look on your face when you opened the door, was something that I’m never going to forget”.
“I can’t believe you flew all this way”.
He brought your chin up so you could look at him, “There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you. Because you mean the absolute world to me. I love you and sometimes I don’t think that’s even enough to describe just how much”.
Finally after waiting all these months, you were able to place your lips on his, you were able to feel the emotion and passion behind every movement. “Maybe we don’t need words, maybe all we need is our actions to show each other how much we love one another?” you suggested.
Isaac didn’t protest, he pulled you up and you straddled him. It was slow, but that didn’t make it any less passionate, romantic or intense. It felt like the two of you were re-connecting, this felt like the first time. Where each of you were re-learning the other one’s triggers, where their weak spot was, what made them want more and the things that didn’t provide the kind of effect the other was looking and hoping for.
As Isaac made his way down and worked on the sensitive spot down there, you gripped the sheets hard and were glad that your parents were currently out of town. Having them hear their daughter yell out profanities wasn’t something they needed to actually hear.
“Isaac” you panted as he switched between his fingers and mouth.
“Yes, my love?” he smirked.
“I-I need you…please”.
He didn’t need to be told twice, as soon as you felt him where you needed him the most , you pleasure senses went into overdrive. He moved in and out, skin slapping against skin, groans and moans echoed the bedroom walls. All while the two of you were awaiting the final, ultimate climax.
“Open your eyes” he told you.
Finding that strength was harder that you thought, but you did it anyway and saw Isaac above you, sweat pouring down his forehead. The pleasure reaching it’s peak for the both of you. “I can’t hold on anymore” you informed him.
“I know, I can feel it. Me either, ready to let go?” he asked.
You nodded and one finale thrust Isaac moaned your name, while you placed your hand on his chest and came down from the high. He pulled himself out and curled up next to you, covering both of your naked bodies with the blanket.
“I miss that, feeling so connected to you”
He stroked your hair and gently kissed your forehead, “Me too…me too love”.
Feeling blissfully content you couldn’t be anymore happy that you were right now. “Isaac you do know that me like this, is only for you. No-one is ever going to touch or see me the way you do now”.
It was important for you to let him know that moments like this weren’t going to be shared with anyone else. No other man would see you the way Isaac does, and you couldn’t imagine anyone doing so. You were all his, and hopefully he was all yours.
“Good, because I’m never letting you go” he told you, and every part of you believed he was being completely honest. He ran his fingers down your side, and you felt yourself shiver at the unexpected touch.
You didn’t know how long he was here for, but if tonight was all you guys had then it was more than last time. “How about we make the most of right now, care to go another round Lahey?”. Getting up you let the sheet fall to the ground, “But let’s be a little more bold this time, shall we? The couch looks pretty inviting, or perhaps the kitchen table, maybe even up against the hallway wall?”.
Racing up so fast he was like a blur, grabbing you by the waist, your bodies become close. “And what if your parents decide to come home early? I’m not particularly fond of them finding out I’m screwing their daughter, in their home nonetheless”.
Running your finger down his chest, you seductively whispered. “But isn’t the part of the fun? Plus I’m pretty sure your werewolf senses will come in handy if, oh I don’t know, you heard a car door slam or keys in the lock? I’m all yours Isaac, so take me anywhere in this god damn house because I’m not done showing you just how much”.
He picked you up and carried you out the room, walking right into the bathroom.
“Can’t say no to my girl, now can I? I went gentle in the bedroom, don’t expect me to go gentle in the shower.”
You closed the door with your foot and the cold tile wall in the shower hit your back, while Isaac adjusted the water temperature. “Show me what you’ve got, don’t hold back now”.
“This is going to be one long night” he stated, unexpectedly attacking you with kisses while your hands combed through his hair.
“I’m counting on it” you added, before once again the both of you repeated what happened in the bedroom here in the shower, the couch, kitchen and finally back to the bedroom.
Panting heavy trying to do whatever to slow your heart rate down, Isaac pulled you closer. “I have no energy left, I’m officially worn out. More so then the plane ride over here”.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to feel my legs in the morning” you spoke.
“That’s what happens when we have sex multiple times around the house” he added.
Closing your eyes, rest was too hard to ignore now. “Goodnight Isaac”
“Sleep well, I love you” he covered you with the blanket more, making sure that you were warm.
“Please be here when I wake up” was the final words that came out of your mouth, before sleep engulfed you.
He looked over at your sleeping figure in his arms, a hint of sadness flickered in his eyes. The truth was Isaac didn’t know how long he was going to stay, his visit back to Beacon Hills was never going to be a permanent, welcome back home one. Because as much as he wanted to stay, this town was still toxic. And
maybe it was selfish of him to come see you, but he would of gone crazy
if he hadn’t.
And it was killing him that he was going to have to leave again, but for right now he only wanted to be here with you….you were his priority tonight. Closing his eyes, he felt you move that little bit closer and he held on that extra bit tighter. Not wanting morning to arrive, not wanting to have to leave all this behind again…not wanting to have to leave you behind again.