ploughing leaves


Jackson x Reader

Requested By Anon

Part One

“Hey idiots.” Jackson snapped as he took the seat behind Scott.


Scott and Stiles exchanged looks before turning to face Jackson who glared at them. Scott frowned and glanced at Stiles who shrugged and went back to giving Jackson a confused look.


“Why won’t (Y/N) talk to me again?” Jackson asked.


“Were you ever talking in the first place, I mean you kind of went from I hate your existence because I can to quick marry me?” Stiles asked unhelpfully.

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