showing you care🌙scott mccall
Scott McCall x Reader
Word Count: 354 (sorry it’s so short)
A/N- So this imagine is dedicated to my pea Fizzy (@scotttstilinskiii). Thanks for putting up with my weirdass questions and stories, and for being my self-dubbed ‘Number One Fan’. I hope you and everyone else enjoy! Much love, R :) x
You were happy with Scott: not only was he your boyfriend, he was your best friend too. The two of you were completely, utterly, undoubtedly in love, but a stigma seemed to have accumulated around ‘those three words’. It’s not like you hadn’t told each other you loved each other before, but the moment the two of you started dating, it seemed unacceptable to just drop into causal conversation. So, instead, the two of you made a silent and unknown promise to one another, to show that you loved each other; even if you weren’t going to say it.
For you it was wearing Scott’s lacrosse hoodie around school, and his spare jersey to games. For you, it was taking his Mom dinner at the hospital on the nights that he couldn’t. For you, it was helping him catch up in school, and ensuring that he keep his grades up. For you, it was spontaneous road trips and surprise sleepovers. For you, it was knowing that his favourite food was Mexican, and always moving wasabi away from him when you had sushi, so he wouldn’t fry all the nerve endings on his tongue. For you, it was being by his side, through it all.
For Scott, it was bringing you bouquets of flowers, just because he wanted to. For Scott, it was Facetimeing you for hours upon hours, talking about anything and everything under the sun. For Scott, it was stroking your hair until you fell asleep in his arms, and wrapping you in blankets, because he knew you hated the cold. For Scott, it was simply asking how your day had been, and listening to you ramble about every possible detail you could think of. For Scott, it was being there through the good and the bad.
You knew that all of the things that Scott did translated to, “I love you, Y/N.”
And he knew that everything you did for him amounted to, “I love you, Scott.”
The two of you were content with showing each other how much you cared, because sometimes, actions can speak louder than a simple three words.