Summary: Y/N (Your Name) annoys her boyfriend, Isaac, with a lot of dumb / flirty puns.
A/N: I love puns too much, I swear so this was really fun.. Feedback is always welcome, and I hope you loves enjoy.
“Now what’s on the menu?” I asked my boyfriend, Isaac, with a cheek grin as he raised an eyebrow at me, “Me-n-u.”
“I swear to god, Y/N,” He groaned, shutting his locker and walking toward the lunch room with me close on his heels, snickering.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t part of your past. Can I make it up by being in your future?” I teased the curly haired boy as we walked to our lunch table. As much as I was annoying him, I saw the smile at that one. Isaac took a seat in between Scott and Boyd as I sat in between Erica and Stiles.
“Uh-oh, is Y/N telling bad puns again?” laughed Stiles, upon seeing the annoyed look on Isaacs’ face.
“Something’s wrong with my eyes,” I started, and Isaac sat up in worry, “because I can’t take them off of you.”
“Get out,” Isaac deadpanned, as the group looked at the two of us in amusement. I pouted, stealing a fry from his tray.
“I once heard a joke about amnesia, but I forgot how it goes,” Stiles joined in with the puns, and I gave him a high-five.
“I love every bone in my body, especially yours,” I winked at Isaac, who choked on his water, and went bright red. Erica let out a whistle as Scott clapped Isaac on the back, laughing with Boyd, Lydia, Allison and Erica.
“A bicycle can’t stand on its own because it’s two tired,” grinned Stiles as the group groaned as we continued spitting puns out to the group.
“Shut the fuck up,” Isaac groaned, slumping in his seat as Stiles and I pouted, but remained quiet for the rest of the lunch.
“Bet you can’t get Isaac irritated in five minutes,” mumbled Erica, as we sat in the loft with Peter, Malia, Cora, Derek, Boyd, and Isaac. I smirked, and shook her hand, looking at Isaac.
“Baby, love is an open door,” I called to Isaac, earning a groan from him but looks of curiosity from Derek and Peter, “So are my legs.”
“I swear to god, we will break up,” He threatened, as I giggled with Erica. Even Peter and Derek had small smirks on their faces.
“What? You mean, you don’t want me to open my legs for you?” I asked, with raised eyebrows, chuckling as he became a red.
“N - n - not what I meant,” He stuttered.
“I don’t need a spoonful of sugar to make me go down,” I winked as he choked on his breathe, while everyone else burst out laughing.
“If you make one more pun, I will literally stab you,” Isaac gritted through his teeth more as I let out a playful angry sigh.
“That was easyyy,” Erica sang teasingly, handing me five dollars. I giggled, and argeed, high-fiving her. I didn’t realize Isaac had gotten up, until I was thrown over his shoulder, letting out a little squeal.
“I will take you on the going down though,” I heard the smirk in Isaacs’ tone, and I blushed as Erica and Cora whistled as he carried me out to my car.