Turning Pages//Stiles Stilinski
Hi I’m a big fan of you and your imagines 😍 May I please have a Stiles imagine, where Stiles is in a coma after saving Y/N from an attack or an accident, so Y/N feels very bad and guilty so she spent most of her time at the hospital, beside him, singing him songs to help him wake up, because Stiles always liked her voice and her singing but Y/N never really did sing for him before because she dislikes her own voice. Something sad, emotional, with a cute and fluffy ending please! Thanks ❤️💕
*The song is Turning Pages by Sleeping At Last
*Also this takes place during season 4 (I think)
It was all my fault. It was my fault he was here. He was protecting me.
In front of me was a sight I’d never wanted to see. An unconscious Stiles. He was brought to the hospital after being attacked by someone targeting me. The bounty was on my head, not his.
The guilt washed over me as Scott told me the person targeting me was no longer a threat. He was gone. And so might be Stiles.
I hadn’t left the hospital in three days, I couldn’t leave him. Ms. McCall always asked me if I needed anything every time she came to check on him but the only thing I could think of was for Stiles to be okay. I wanted that more than anything in the world.
“I’m so sorry” I whispered, as I clenched his hand harder, tear streaming down my face. I didn’t know what to do. I can’t make him wake up or take away his pain. I couldn’t do a damn thing. The only thing I can do is stand here and hope for him to open his eyes.
After the tears past, I did anything I could think of for him to just hear my voice. People in comas can hear voices, can’t they? Either way, I still spoke. I talked, I read, and I even sung. He had always loved my voice, even though I didn’t. He would smile so brightly when I sang along with him in the car, windows rolled down.
The memory sparked a smile, the first time I had in days. Maybe I should sing to him, maybe he’d hear it..
I started singing the first song I could think of, one that reminded me of Stiles..
“I’ve waited a hundred years
But I’d wait a million more for you
Nothing prepared me for
What the privilege of being yours would do
If I had only felt the warmth within your touch
If I had only seen how you smile when you blush
Or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough
Well I would have known
What I was living for all along
What I’ve been living for
Your love is my turning page
Where only the sweetest words remain
Every kiss is a cursive line
Every touch is a redefining phrase”
My eyes became filled with tears as my voice cracked at the end of the verse. The sadness I felt was too overwhelming to go on.. I sat there crying for what seemed like forever, and I almost didn’t notice the pressure of a hand cupping mine.
My head shot up, wiping the tears from my cheeks. Stiles’s hand squeezed mine again, a little bit harder. My heart began to race as thought of him swirled around in my mind.
“Stiles?” I whispered “Stiles are you awake?”
His eyes fluttered open, getting used to the fluorescent lights, small smile on his face.
“You’ve always had the most beautiful voice”.
Writer’s Note: Thank you for the request anon! I hope you like it! (Also if anyone knows how to make a masterlist hit me up because I have no clue) -M