Request by anon: Hi, I recently found your imagines along with Teen Wolf (on Netflix) and am absolutely in love with Derek. So I was wondering if you’d write a fluffy alpha parent imagine? Caring, softy Derek, where he shows this side in front of the rest of the pack? Children of your choice.
Thanks for requesting! I’m glad you fell in love with Derek…but I call dibs on him!
I remember the day I told Derek I was pregnant. Of course he was happy but he was also scared that he wouldn’t be a good dad. I never worried about that for a second. Derek has always been kind, protective, and loving towards me throughout our entire relationship and I knew he would treat our child the same. Here we are four years later and it’s like fatherhood was meant for Derek.
“Daddy, can we go play outside?” Our daughter, Isabel asked her father.
“Sorry Izzy, but the pack is on their way over for a pack meeting.” Izzy was Derek’s nickname for Isabel.
“But tomorrow I’ll take you outside to play for as long as you want, okay?” He compromised. Isabel thought about it for a second before nodding her head in agreement. There was a knock on the door and I went to go answer it.
“Y/N, what’s up?” Stiles asked as he and the rest of the pack came inside.
“Just another day in my amazing life.” I responded back while bringing him in for a friendly hug. Isabel came running once she noticed Stiles.
“Stiles! I missed you!” She exclaimed as Stiles picked her up into his arms.
“I missed you too pup! I brought you something just don’t tell your mom.” I glared at him for that. He pulled out a Reeses Peanut Butter Cup. Isabel squealed in excitement and reached out for the chocolate candy but Stiles pulled it back.
“But first…who is your favorite person in the whole wide world?” Stiles asked her.
“The whole wide world?!” She asked.
“UNCLE STILES!” She yelled excited to finally get her hands on the Reeses Peanut Butter Cup.
“Hey!” Derek yelled from across the room, obviously he heard their conversation. He walked over and took Isabel into his arms.
“I thought I was your favorite person?” Derek questioned her. Stiles walked over where the rest of the pack was while chuckling, obviously proud he managed to irritate Derek.
“Sorry daddy, but I really wanted some chocolate.” Derek didn’t look convinced. Isabel kissed her dad on the cheek.
“Don’t worry daddy, you will always be my favorite person…just don’t tell uncle Stiles.” Derek chuckled.
“Okay pup, I won’t.” He gave her a kiss on her temple and set her down. The pack was watching them the whole time, admiring how great of a father Derek was. Isabel ran off to play with some toys and the pack got down to bussiness.
One Hour Later
The pack meeting was coming to an end. For once there actually wasn’t some supernatural problem or villain so this pack meeting was basically just to catch up and see how everybody was doing. I looked over at Isabel and saw her yawn. I knew what that meant. Whenever Isabel was tired she would always seek out her favorite cuddle buddy, Derek. Isabel stood and made her way to the armchair where Derek sat. She crawled up into his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck while her head nuzzled into him. Derek wrapped his arms around her and started rocking back and forth slowly. He gave her a kiss on her forehead while whispering “goodnight Izzy. I love you my sweet pup.” The pack made an ‘awe’ face at them and Lydia and Malia took out their phones to take pictures. Derek glared at them.
“Alright, alright that’s enough. My pup is tired and you all should be heading home.“ Derek took Isabel to her room to put her in bed. I said my goodbyes to the pack and gave them each a hug.
“Thanks for coming guys! I’ll see you all next pack meeting. Oh and Lydia and Malia be sure to send me those pictures you guys took of Isabel and Derek.” I said and winked at them not realizing Derek was right behind me. I shut the door and two warms arms wrapped around my waist from behind. I felt a pair of lips next to my ear.
“Come on, come on, come on,” Y/N repeated as she paced back and forth in her bathroom while looking at the timer on her phone in her hand.
Two days ago Y/N realized she was late and bought a pregnancy test at the drug store on the way home from school. For two days, she had the brown paper bag with the test hidden inside behind her towels in the linen closet of her bathroom. As soon as she woke up this morning, she double-checked if the house was empty as her parents were supposed to leave early for a business trip. When the coast was clear, she took out the test, peed on the stick, and was now experiencing the most torturous three minutes of her life as she waited to see if the test was positive or negative.
Y/N’s phone vibrated as the timer finally rang. Y/N closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she grabbed the test and sat on the toilet. She silently prayed the test would be negative. She was never a religious person, but right now she hoped some higher power would answer her prayer. She was only a junior in high school and a werewolf. She wasn’t ready to be a mother.
She took a deep breath before she opened her eyes and turned the test around to look at the results.
Hi! Number 6 -I need a place to stay. With Derek hale. Please! I need Derek fluff!
Derek Hale - I need a place to stay
“Derek?” You had rang the bell at least ten times now. You had knocked on the door. You had waited half an hour just in case Derek just wasn’t there, but slowly you started to get desperate. “Derek? Please…” Your voice was barely a whisper and you shivered. You were wearing nothing but your jeans and a shirt and now the sun was setting you started to miss your jacket.
“(Y/N)?” Derek cocked his head while you turned around. “What are you doing here?” He raised his eyebrows and after a relieved sigh you ran towards him and curled your arms around his neck. “Is everything alright?” He reluctantly put down the groceries he was carrying and he wrapped his arms around you.
“No…” You had fought the tears all day. You had tried to forget your father’s face, screaming at you, yelling that you were a disgrace to the family, that you shouldn’t be hanging around with werewolves, that to him you were dead. “They threw me out of the house.” You hoped Derek didn’t mind that you would probably soak his shirt. “They threw me out of the family.” You sniffed in between every word. “They didn’t even give me the chance to get something. My diaries, my books, my teddybear…”
Derek tightened his grip around your trembling body and his lips started to kiss your hair. “I’ll make sure to get them for you.” He whispered, but you shook your head.
“No, you can’t go there.” You leaned back so your eyes could meet his. Your eyes were probably red and swollen from crying, but you pressed the palms of your hands to his stubbled cheeks. “They hate you and they will kill you.” You paused for a moment, the words dying on your lips. “I don’t want to lose you. I can’t lose you.” Your lips probably tasted like salt, but you pressed them on Derek’s anyway. “I’m thrown out of the house because I picked you, I picked you and not them.” You kissed him again and again and again and eventually Derek kissed you back.
“I’d never ask you to choose.” He mumbled and his hands were shaking a little. “I know who you are and I know what your family does.” He paused for a moment. “But I’d never ask you to pick me over them.”
“They did.” You took a deep breath and you bent your head so your forehead touched his. “So, I’m afraid that now I need a place to stay and I actually hoped that you’d be okay with me moving in with you.” Your heart was still racing in your chest and you could barely breath. “I know that maybe you’re not exactly ready for that, but…”
“Of course you can stay with me.” Derek interrupted you before you could finish your sentence. “I don’t know how living together will be. I know that maybe we will fight sometimes. But I also know that I love you and I also know that you love me.” He paused for a moment and he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “I wouldn’t want you to live anywhere else. We will figure this out. We will make it work. I will make it work.”
“Thank you…” You closed your eyes for a short moment and you tried to steady your breathing and heartbeat, just like you had learned. “You have no idea how much I really love you.”
“You just picked me over your family. I have a vague idea.” Derek smiled. “Let’s get inside, before you freeze completely.”
“Hello wonderful writer! I was wondering if you could please possibly write an imagine where Jackson comes back and plans to get Lydia back but she is dating the reader which surprises Jackson and he thinks it’ll be really easy to get Lydia back because he doesn’t believe that she’s actually gay. Stiles and Scott, who are the reader’s best friends, reassure her that she won’t lose Lydia. Maybe a bit of jealous reader here and there” @swanqueens-child
A/N: I have an imagine similar to this request so I tried to make it a bit different. Ethan and Jackson are coming back in season 6b (according to the trailer) so this is basically what happens when they show up. Also, I know that in the request you mentioned Stiles but I don’t think Stiles will show up that much in this part of the season so I’m trying to make it a bit realistic lmao. I hope you like it regardless!
#5 “You can model for me if you want but you and I both know those clothes would look better on the floor.”
“So y/n what’s the special occasion?” Lydia smirked eyeing the Victoria Secret next to you. “Nothing much just a surprise for Isaac.” you blushed avoiding eye contact. Lydia dived into the bag looking at the lingerie you had just bought with a devilish smile. Malia peeked over her shoulder cocking an eyebrow. “Red lace. Nice” Lydia nodded. “We don’t need to give you the safe sex talk do we?” Malia questions. “Jesus Malia no! I’ve been with Isaac for over a year it isn’t like this is my first time! Plus, I’m on the pill.” you say before taking a sip of your coffee. You hear Lydia stifling a giggle next to you. You shoot her a questioning look. “Sorry it’s just weird to imagine the sweet innocent y/n y’know….” You roll your eyes.
You feel your phone buzz. Isaac had text you to tell you he was outside the mall. “I have to go get some. Bye losers!” you say flashing Lydia and Malia a dazzling smile. “Don’t get pregnant!” Malia yells. “I’ll get the coyote after him.” Lydia chirps with a wave. “Idiots.” you smile to yourself.
“I have to go pick up my lacrosse stick from Scott I’ll be back soon.” Isaac smiles kissing the top of your head. You smile with relief knowing you have time to get ready.
You had just put your black silk robe on when you heard the door open. You were eternally grateful that your parents were out of town for a week. You sat on the chair and began flipping through a magazine when Isaac came into the room. His mouth dropped when he saw you. You smirked to yourself as you pushed him onto the bed.
You untie the dressing gown, giving a peek of the red lace that lay beneath it. Isaac had removed his shirt and discarded of it. He looked at you as if he wanted to devour you. You push the shoulder of the dressing gown down your shoulder letting it fall to your feet. Isaac’s hands travel to your hips, pulling you onto him. He lets out a low growl. “You can model for me if you want but you and I both know those clothes would look better on the floor.” You look at him through your lashes. “Ten what are you waiting for?” Without hesitation, Isaac ripped the lingerie off your body followed with his sweatpants and underwear leaving you both completely naked. “Isaac!That was expensive!” you giggled looking at the ripped red lace on the floor.
Isaac rolled you over so that he was on top. He attacked your chest leaving lilac marks in his wake. Your nails raked down his back in response, whimpering into his neck. He presses a rough hungry kiss to your lips before thrusting into you. You let out a moan letting your head fall back onto the pillows beneath. Isaac keeps thrusting into you, hands gripping your hips, hitting the right spot. He brings a hand between you rubbing your clit harshly, tipping you over the edge. You hit your peak letting Isaac’s name fall from your lips as Isaac finishes with one rough thrust with his head thrown back, profanties falling from his lips.
As you collapse beside each other he pulls you close tracing patterns on your skin until you both fall asleep.
A/N: Remember when I told you I’d do an imagine based off of a previous imagine (IMAGINE #52) I did? You can read that first if you’d like, but I’d be concentrating on only one part from there.
“How he shows you he loves you: It was the gesture you found adorable because it didn’t only mean that he loves you but it also meant something else for him. When you’d go out grocery shopping and would already be checking out the items you’ve bought at the check-out counter, Isaac would wrap his arms around your waist and rest his head on either your shoulders or on top of your head.”
I actually forgot about this until I stumbled upon Jess and Gabriel’s vlog… you can watch it here >> X << (it’s at 10:00 mehehe) so you can say that it was also inspired by the video LOL! And like always, if any errors occur, my apologies :)
“Okay, I’ll be right back.” Isaac placed a kiss on your cheek before going ahead and looking for the specific cream you used to make your famous carbonara that Isaac and the pack seemed to love, it would always be gone the minute you’d place it on the table.
As you looked through the aisle that contained the canned mushrooms, you pushed your cart towards the middle in search of the usual can of mushrooms your mother bought when she taught you the recipe.
While you moved the grocery cart further in search for the brand, you felt as though someone was following you. You didn’t mind it though since you thought that you were only imagining things, and since the grocery was packed with people doing some last-minute buying for their meals for Thanksgiving, your mind could just be playing tricks on you that maybe the person was just doing the same thing and looking for the same brand of mushrooms.
Pushing the cart some more, you finally stopped to reach for the brand you were looking for on the shelf. Once you were checking to see if it was the right one, a figure suddenly approached you making you jerk in surprise and drop the can.
Shortly after the can of mushroom slipped through your fingers, you heard an ow coming from the person in front of you.
“Oh my, I am so sorry.” You apologized almost frantically, trying to reach for the can that unfortunately dropped on the person’s foot.
“No, no.” The man said, stopping you from reaching the can. “It’s fine, here, let me.”
“Thank you,” you replied, taking the product from him and putting it in the cart. “Sorry about your foot, by the way.”
“Yeah, no big deal.” He just scoffed, acting like it didn’t bother him. “Just glad it was a pretty one who dropped it.”
At this, you suddenly felt taken back at his words.
“Yeah, sorry.” He suddenly apologized with a chuckle, “I’m not really good at this but I just had to say hi-”
“Oh,” It was the only thing you could think of at the moment, not really sure how to respond to the sudden forwardness this guy was emitting. “Well, hi to you too.”
“- And can I just say how pretty you are?” He smiled before reaching out his hand and introducing himself. “I’m Daniel, by the way.”
“Hi, Daniel.” You reached your hand and shook his.
As he tried to attempt to make a conversation by asking you what were you doing here (boy, I’m grocery shopping, what does it look like I’m doing?), your fingers started to fidget with the ring on your finger as you nodded with a smile and replied to some of the questions he asked. At this point, you were trying to muster up the courage of not being rude and just telling him straight out.
“So, could I maybe ask you-” At that, you cut him off from continuing his question any further.
“I’m… actually married.” You stated. Hearing the words, the guy looked a bit shocked as his eyebrows furrowed saying, “wait, what?”
“Yeah,” The guy looked down on your finger for confirmation. And when he saw the golden band and the large sparkling rock on your finger, all he could manage was an, “Oh.”
“But, like, you’re really young.” The guy looked at you again.
“Yeah, I’m Y/A.” You replied.
“Wow, that’s fast,” All you could do was just smile.
It wasn’t too long before he bid goodbye saying that it was nice talking to you, embarrassment could be seen in his face, and it didn’t take long for Isaac to come back with an arm full of the creams you needed for the pasta.
“That’s a lot,” you could only giggle when he had the big smile on his face showing that he was proud that he didn’t get lost in the groceries again, but he shortly noticed something was up – that something happened while he was away for a good 3 minutes.
“What happened?” He asked worriedly, almost dropping the packs of cream on the floor as his shoulders seemed to sag.
“There was a guy-” you whispered.
“There was a guy?!”
“Shh!” At the volume Isaac asked with, you tried to hush him because you didn’t know if the person was still in the hearing distance. “Not here.”
“A guy?!” he shouted in a whisper. “What happened? What guy? Who’s the guy? Where is this guy?”
He looked around the aisle as his ears turned a pink shade, a shade you knew all too well when he got mad or annoyed at something or someone.
“What happened, Y/N?” He asked repeatedly.
“Later, Isaac.” You replied in a low voice while you pushed the cart farther from the aisle you were at. “I just want to leave.”
At those words, your husband’s eyes widened and the pink shade that colored his ears turned darker. “That bad?”
Isaac looked behind the both of you, eyes still looking for any particular guy.
“Isaac, let’s just go.” You hooked your arm with his trying to pull him away as you pushed the cart in front of you to the checkout.
While you were placing the products you bought, you suddenly caught a glimpse of Daniel a few check-out counters behind you. Isaac noticed this and turned to see where you were looking at and almost the exact time he spotted the guy you were talking about, he saw Daniel was looking at you.
You waited and watched as the prices showed up on the screen while the lady manning the counter checked the product’s and bagged them in the brown paper bags, her small talks making you smile.
As you waited for the other products to be bagged, you felt strong arms wrap around your waist and a chin on top of your head. Isaac’s arms pulled you against him as you looked up and saw that he was looking at you with a smile, the giggle you were trying to hold down was showing as your lips pursed - you already felt the vibe that he already knew where the guy was and this attempt was to show that you were already with someone else – that you were already married to someone, for crying out loud.
Pairing: Teen Wolf Cast x Ackles!Reader (Platonic), w/ SPN Cast, Raven(OC-Manager) Warning: Fluff, Clothing Link (aka what the reader is wearing in this)
A/N: The reader in this is 16, ight? Ight
“So (Y/n), this is your first comic con, right?” The interviewer asked me. “Yes it is my first comic but before joining the Teen Wolf cast, I was always with-” I was then cut off by Posey, “One word, Supernatural.” He laughed as the crowd cheered.
things were different. When we walked the halls people stared. It was like they knew something I didn’t. I get being the new girl and everything, but this was different. I tried to ignore it but when everybody is staring you down it’s kind of hard.
“what are you staring at?” I growled at no one in particular.
what the hell was going on? I walked to the library sitting down at an empty table with my boyfriend Liam Dunbar. Liam and I had been dating for only about three months now. We made it official after that night on my rooftop. I transferred to Beacon Hills from Devenford Prep after I failed a couple tests (because I was spending to much time on Liam and too little time on my school work.) My mom said I could transfer if I promised to do better in school.
“Liam I just don’t get it!” I said frustrated already.
I looked over at Liam who was on his phone. He was probably talking to his friends that I wasn’t allowed to meet. Liam still hadn’t told me the secret that caused him to ignore me. It was really bothering me because sometimes he’d leave and I wouldn’t hear from him for a couple days. I kept telling him if he was in trouble I could help but he just kept saying that he’ll tell me when the time is right. I didn’t know what to think anymore. We were soon joined by a guy in my biology class.
“studying for the Bio test?” He asks sitting down with his books.
“trying to yeah.” I said giving him a smile.
“I’m trying to understand how organisms evolve and change.” He says opening his textbook and pulling out a pen.
“I don’t think this is on the test.” I said looking through my notes.
“do you think DNA changes?” He questioned narrowing his eyes.
I was a little wary of this kid now, why was he asking these questions. I looked over at Liam who was now full on glaring at this kid.
“I guess if it’s damaged.” I said shrugging my shoulders.
“I wonder if any of us has changed and if we did would there be any way to tell?” He said his voice getting lower.
“what you mean like a DNA test?” I questioned leaning closer to the mysterious kid.
“I was thinking a different kind of test.”
Before I had time to react he takes his pen stabbing it straight in Liam’s hand. Liam growled pulling his hand back. I grabbed his hand quickly to make sure he was alright, but there was no hole in his hand, instead it was just a little bit of dried blood. I had to do a double take at first, I could’ve sworn the pen went into his hand.
“look at him. LOOK. ” the boy said grabbing Liam’s hand and showing everyone in the library.
everyone around looked terrified. Liam grabbed the kids wrist, breaking it and running out of the library. I was right on his heels.
“Liam!” I called trying to catch up to him.
I finally caught up to him, grabbing his arm.
“Liam stop.” I said turning him around to face me.
“get out of here.” He snapped.
“get out, what do you mean?" I asked grabbing his hands.
something was going on and I needed to make sure he was okay.
"I mean get out, it isn’t safe here.” He said dropping my hands.
“Liam I’m not just going to leave, I love you.” I said feeling a tear fall down my cheek.
“go now.” Liam said turning back around to leave.
I grabbed his arm to keep him here. He turned around again, but the boy I saw wasn’t Liam. It wasn’t even human. Liam had glowing eyes, fangs, and claws.
“LEAVE.” He growled.
I backed away terrified of this thing that was once my boyfriend. He ran off leaving me stunned and confused. I was soon surrounded by some students who had heard all the commotion. The boy who had stabbed Liam came to stand beside me. I was still so shocked at what I’d just seen that I didn’t care that he was dragging me somewhere. He took me down to an empty classroom.
“you must be y/n.” A voice said.
He was an older man with white hair and cold eyes.
“who are you.” I asked backing away from the boy and the older man.
“don’t worry dear I’m not the one to be afraid of. My name is Gerard Argent.” He said sticking out his hand.
I looked at him but made no move to shake his hand.
“I know you may be very confused but your boyfriend isn’t your boyfriend anymore, he’s an animal.” Gerard said.
I looked him fully up and down. He had a blade in his right hand, twirling it around like it was his most prized possession.
“what are you talking about.” I said crossing my arms over my chest.
Gerard put the blade down and pulled a file from his bag. He started laying gruesome pictures of mangled bodies on the table. Was he trying to say Liam did this?
“he’s a werewolf y/n this is what they do.” Gerard said pointing to the pictures.
I felt the tears fall down my cheeks as I examined the pictures. There were innocent kids on here. I noticed a girl with black hair and pale skin.
“that was my granddaughter Allison.” Gerard said gesturing to that picture.
“werewolves aren’t real, he couldn’t have done this.” I said backing away from them again.
“are you telling me that, or trying to convince yourself of that. You saw what happened in the library, in the hall, wouldn’t that explain why he disappears all the time? Tell me y/n have you and Liam ever hung out on the night of a full moon?” Gerard asks coming closer to me.
I thought long and hard but I couldn’t think of a single time we hung out on a full moon except for the night we confessed our feelings for each other on my rooftop.
“oh my god.” I said letting all this sink in.
Gerard gave me a hug as I cried. The boy I loved was really an animal killing people.
“you can help him.” Gerard said holding my shoulders and forcing me to look at him.
“how?” I asked desperate to get my Liam back.
“with this.” He said holding up his knife.
He dipped the knife in this green liquid.
“what’s that?” I asked looking at the vile.
“this oh, it’s just a little wolfsbane.”
Gerard looked at the knife smiling a little bit. He wanted me to stab Liam with it.
“I can’t do it.” I said backing away from him.
I turned around to leave but the boy from the library had shut the door and was standing in front of it.
“let me go.” I said firmly, feeling the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
“how long do you think it’ll be until he hurts someone else?” Gerard says from behind me.
“let me go.” I said again.
“until he hurts you, or your family.” Gerard said coming up behind me.
I turn around with tears in my eyes. Gerard holds the knife out towards me. I take a deep breath shakily taking it in my hands.
“you’ll be a hero.” Gerard said patting me on the back.
I examined the blade feeling all the color drain from my face. Could I really stab the boy I loved? But it wasn’t him anymore or was it? I was so confused. I’m sure this was the big secret as to why he was ignoring me and he hasn’t hurt me in all that time of me not knowing. Gerard was pretty convincing, but logically I didn’t think he was right. I knew Liam, he wasn’t an animal. I knew that underneath all that he was still the boy I fell in love with.
“you’re wrong.” I said facing Gerard.
I gripped the knife before stabbing the boy from the library. He gripped the knife that was now protruding from his chest.
“you bitch.” He said spitting out blood.
I opened the door running out. I could hear footsteps from behind me. I turned a corner but was tackled by another human being. She was dark skinned and had curly hair. She had a gun slung over her shoulder.
“let me go.” I screamed trying to fight her off.
She punched me hard in the nose causing it to gush out blood.
“get away from her.” a growl came from across the room.
The lady looked up and there stood Liam with his eyes, fangs, and claws again. This time I wasn’t afraid. I was relieved. The lady grabbed a blade from her boot and held it against my throat. Liam growled coming closer but she pressed the blade in deeper making him stop.
“well isn’t this cute? seriously though how long did you think you could keep this secret? Did you really think she would still love you after finding out how much of an animal you are?” The lady said.
I met Liam’s eyes, they looked sad as they bore into mine.
“Liam don’t listen to her, okay. I don’t care that you’re a werewolf, I don’t care that you may have killed people. I know you okay I know you won’t hurt me. I love you Liam, I always have.” I said looking back at him with sympathy.
“shut up.” The lady growled digging the blade deeper in my neck.
Liam let out a growl again getting her to stop.
“I mean I guess it’s good for us, because now we have leverage over you.” the woman growled.
“don’t hurt her, you can take me but don’t hurt her.” Liam said transforming back into the boy I knew.
Liam held up his hands in surrender. I knew I had to act quick or this lady was going to kill him. I flung my head back head butting her in the face. She dropped the blade, grabbing her nose that was now bleeding. Liam ran over pulling me behind him before flinging the woman in to the wall. He walked over to her on the ground extending his claws towards her throat.
“I should kill you, but I’m not an animal.” Liam said before punching her in the face and knocking her out.
Liam grabbed my hand and we ran from the school. We ran in the woods until we finally got to a little cliff that overlooked the town of Beacon Hills. Liam dropped my hand and started pacing.
“this wasn’t supposed to happen.” Liam said.
“Liam stop pacing.” I said grabbing his hands.
Liam looked at me before crashing his lips on mine. I dropped his hands, wrapping my arms around his neck. I pulled him closer deepening our kiss. He put his hands on my waist and pushed me away.
“I’m not good for you. People are turning on us. You’re in danger if you stay with me.” Liam said leaning his forehead against mine.
“I don’t care Liam. I meant everything I said in there.” I said bring my hand up to cup his cheek.
“I love you so much and I promise I’ll never let anything hurt you.” He said bring his lips back down on mine.
I knew this was how I was meant to spend the rest of my life, kissing him. I pulled away and stroked his cheek with my thumb.
“wait so just to get this straight, you’re like one of those good werewolves right? Like you haven’t actually killed anyone right? I mean not that it matters, well it does kind of matter but I just feel like that…” I started but Liam cut me off with his lips.
He pulled away before laughing a little.
“geez y/n I’m not an animal.” He said pulling me into his chest.
Based on a sentence “why are you guys dressed like drug dealers
“Alright, I’m going to work, it might be a late night” you informed, kissing your boyfriend goodbye.
“I’m about to head to class, we have a project we’re working on so I don’t know when I’ll be back” Stiles replied back to you.
“Alright well if Jake poops on the floor you’re cleaning it up” you winked at him, giving him another kiss on the cheek. He was about to give you a rebuttal when you closed the door. There was no doubt in your mind that he was standing there with an offended look on his face.
You’ve been living wth Stiles all throughout college. He was there working his ass off to become and FBI officer, and you worked your ass off as the assistant manager at one of the local chains, working your way up to manager track. At least you got paid good. Stiles took an internship with his dad when he wasn’t in class to try to bring in just a little bit more money, while also being able to study the things he’s always wanted to.
Luckily for him, his best friend followed him to school and although the lived in the dorms, it was like he lived with you guys. Always sleeping on the couch, watching Jake, making dinner, even going as far as cleaning the house. Stiles often told him he should’ve just kept the 10 grand the college asked for and lived with us, which truthfully, you wouldn’t have minded, you always loved Scott.
Work was going by painfully slow, although there were a slew of problems with the cashiers on the sales floor. The customers have been breaking things and making messes all over the store, and your manager was on vacation, so all the things he normally took care of, was now your problem. Just when you thought everything was about to slow down for the night, a cashier called out, cause you to run register for longer than you hoped considering you needed to call around for a back up.
It was nearing 8 o'clock when you finally found a replacement cashier, after of course writing up the previous one for a bull shit call out, and not her first time at that. Finally, you were able to go out to the sales floor and get some things your manager wanted you to get done while he was gone.
When 9:30 approached, you figured it was slow enough that you could run home on break and feed Jake, your medium sized Cream Retriever that you and Stiles adopted about a year ago.
“Hey” you said to another supervisor on the floor, “I’m gonna head out for break, call me if you need me”
“Alright” he responded and you quickly turned around to leave, taking your name tag off so no one bothered you on the way out.
You only lived about 10 minutes away, so getting there, feeding Jake, and getting something for yourself, shouldn’t be a problem in the 30 minutes you’re given for break.
“Hey Jake!!” You said excitedly as you walked in. Jake greeting you with a big smile and viciously wagging tail, “is dad home?” You asked him after you heard some fumbling and talking upstairs
‘Scott must be here’ you thought, walking up the stairs to your bedroom.
“That doesn’t look right” you heard stiles say before opening the door.
“H-hey babe” Stiles stuttered out, “what are you doing home, I thought you were working late”
“Um” you said not sure how to begin saying what you were thinking, “I am, I came home to feed Jake”
“Oh” he said simply, “I already fed him”
He went back to inspecting Scott, who was looking at you with wide eyes. A solid 30 seconds before you could wrap your mind around what was going on to say something.
“Okay, so you’re not going to tell me what’s going on?” You asked your boyfriend, who gave you a confused look and replied with “what do you mean?”
“Stiles…” you addressed, shaking your head, “why are you guys dressed like drug dealers?”
“OH” she snickered, “remember that project I was supposed to do?”
“Was this it!?” You asked in slight annoyance.
“No, I skipped class” he informed with a shrug, “but my dad has a case he needs a couple of 20 year olds for, so I recruited Scott”
“That involved drug dealers?” You asked, not at all surprised anymore.
“Yep” he smiled before going back to inspecting Scott and turning around to inspecting himself in the mirror.
“Okay, well…” you started
“But you could tell we were drug dealer!?” He asked, excited.
“I mean, I guess” you muttered. Stiles was obviously pleased with the reply, and gave Scott a body slam high five. You have them a look disinterest and shook your head.
“Alright well don’t get shot, I love you, I have to go back to work” you said, motioning a good bye wave and walking out the door.
“No promises!” He yelled out, followed by a “I’ll heal!” From Scott.
You weren’t sure how you were going to explain to your manager why you were late coming back from break.