Why Do You Keep Apologizing! (Theo Raeken Imagine)
Here’s a Teen Wolf Imagine!
It’s actual rather longer than my usual, hope you don’t mind… I got carried away.
Requests are Open (Just bear with me)
I hope you enjoy!
You were born to a family of angels. If someone thought goody-two-shoes people were terrible, imagine how it felt to sport wings that burned every time you lied and having to move nearly every month once you’ve served your purpose.
Being an angel, you all had a specific purpose. And being part of a family, your family would spread across a town to spread positive energy throughout the people. No one could ever be in a bad mood if an angel was around… unless they’re so consumed by the darkness.
And once you stepped into Beacon Hills High School, you knew you found where you needed to go. You had a feeling you belonged to be there and it made your wings tingle underneath your jacket. You rolled your shoulders back and took a deep breath before setting off to find your locker. As you walked, there were multiple pairs of eyes on you. Not because you were an angel that just glowed (that’s actual a myth), but because there were other supernatural beings in that school that got a whiff of your scent. You just didn’t know that… yet.
“She’s not human.” Malia whispered, looking over to Scott and Liam who understood her statement. “Her scent… it’s… different.”
Scott nodded in agreement. “We don’t know if she’s a bad guy-”
“Or girl.” Lydia interrupted.
He looked over to her and nodded slightly. “Yeah… bad girl or not… We lay off her unless she proves to be a threat.”
“Just keep your wolf and coyote eyes on her.” Stiles added. “Stay. Away.”
“Well someone needs to tell Theo the plan.” Liam muttered. The pack looked over to what he meant.
And there you were, standing next to Theo Raeken, struggling to open your locker which, coincidentally, was next to his. He stood stiffly as the doors were pushed open a breeze sweeping in, carrying your scent over to him which made it stronger. Fear struck him in his bones after registering what your scent was. “Are you here to punish me?” He thought aloud.
You looked over to him as he hid his face inside his locker. “Excuse me?” You asked, politely. When there was no response, you decided to pat the young man on his
muscly bicep. But then you saw darkness and a young woman tearing this boy’s heart out repeatedly. It was like a nightmare. You yelped as you pulled your hand away, immediately recognizing the feeling of darkness. It consumed him.
You were standing in a daze as Theo slammed his locker shut and hurriedly walked away from you. Your eyes trailed him.
In your first period, you introduced yourself to the teacher and was shown to a seat. There was an empty desk beside you and you couldn’t wait to attempt to befriend this new person. But fate decided to play against you as the boy from earlier sat next to you with an annoyed expression.
“Are you stalking me?” He asked, abruptly. “First you’re next to me in the morning, opening a locker that clearly wasn’t yours since you can’t even open the damn thing. And now you’re sitting next to me in my first period? I’ve never seen you a day in my life. So if-”
“I’m sorry if you got that impression.” You apologized. “I was told to sit here by the teacher. And as for the locker situation this morning, I honestly could not open the.. um… thing.”
“Damn.” Theo repeated. You raised an eyebrow. “Say it.” You shook your head. Wings tend to painfully shed a feather or two if a curse word left your mouth. Growing feathers back was the true punishment. After a long period of silence and an intense staring competition, Theo finally said, “I know what you are. And I’m not going back.”
“What?” You asked as the bell rang and class began.
After the class, you chased after him but he immediately disappeared into the crowd of students. “What did this kid mean.” You asked aloud.
It wasn’t until lunch time that you saw this mystery boy again. The two of you locked eyes across the room and he stood up to leave the cafeteria. You ran after him and just before he opened the doors to leave, you grabbed him. “Let go!” He said, shaking you off.
“What did you mean you aren’t going back?”
“Why do you care?” He shot back. “I don’t know you!”
“My apologies… I’m-I’m..” You began, but he interrupted.
“Why Do You Keep Apologizing!” He screamed. “Demons don’t do that!”
You furrowed your eyebrows. “You-you think I’m a demon?” You couldn’t even contain your laughter. His face sported a confused expression. “I apologize for my laughter. But I’m not a demon. My name is (Y/N).” You said, offering your hand.
“Theo.” He muttered. “If you aren’t a demon, then what are you? ‘Cause you’re definitely not human.”
“And I suppose neither are you.” You said with a playful smirk on your face. “You don’t need to be afraid of me, Theo. I’m not here to harm you nor take you back to that girl.” He raised his eyebrows at you, wordlessly questioning you. “That girl in your nightmares. The one that tears out your heart.”
“How did you-”
“Angels are more than just wings and good deeds, Theo.” You said. “We have purposes as to why we arrive in cities… and I have a feeling my purpose is to rid you of your darkness.”
“Can you do that?” He asked, hopeful. You smiled warmly.
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Because this feels like it needs a part two. Wouldn’t you agree?