void stiles x Stiles Imagines

Sinister (Void stiles/ stiles stilinski)

“Stiles?”
Said boy smiled down at you, and you couldn’t help but notice the new air of confidence that surrounded the boy. It was odd given that Stiles, while goofy and eccentric, had never been overly bold. Especially when it came to girls. 

The Stiles in front of you almost seemed completely different from the Stiles you knew.

Gripping the edge of the door tightly, you narrowed your eyes slightly in bafflement as you tilted your head to the left. “What are you doing here?” You asked, voice soft with confusion.

“I just wanted to see you,” Stiles admitted, shrugging his shoulders with a goofy grin on his face.

You hated it, but you couldn’t help the blush that warmed your cheeks at his words and your heart flutter. With a small, shy smile, you stepped back, letting Stiles step past you and into your living room. While you shut and locked the door, Stiles made himself comfortable, taking a seat on your couch.

You felt a certain nervous energy flood you as you turned to face the boy of your affections, not really sure how to reply to his earlier spoken words. Truthfully, you’d thought Stiles hadn’t thought of you as more than a friend and while those words didn’t exactly implicate he did, Stiles had never really said something quite like that to you before. And it puzzled you, deeply.

Taking a seat next to Stiles, you made sure to distance yourself from him slightly, your entire body tense as you looked around, trying to find something to talk about.

“You’re so nervous,” Stiles commented, bringing your attention on him. He’d leant closer than you remembered him being, and there was a smile on his face that seemed a little too twisted for Stiles. “Is there a reason why?”

Your brows furrowed at his words, completely baffled by everything that had happened up to this point. “I’m not nervous,” you denied, shaking your head. You relaxed your shoulders, letting them fall as you clasped your hands before you. “This whole things a little odd, I guess,” you chuckled softly, “I don’t really think we’ve ever just hung out the two of us.”

Stiles leaned ever more forward, his hand clasping under your chin and pulling you closer. A gasp left your lips in response, and immediately, your hands came up, bracing themselves on his shoulders with uneasiness. “Sti-?”

“Shh,” the boy soothed, thumb stroking your cheek. “Just accept it.”

You felt your heart racing madly against your chest, pounding as Stile’s stared down you, lips inches from your own. And there was something different in his eyes and with the way he was looking at you. Something more sinister. And you knew that, but you couldn’t help but become overcome by the want. You’ve had a crush on Stiles for years, and this is the first time he’s ever shown genuine interest in you, not to mention, try to kiss you.

So, you let your eyes fall shut, leaning forward slightly, and practically begging for the feeling his lips against your own.

Then, “why would Stiles ever like you?”

And the question baffled you. Stiles’s hand fell on your chin, dropping to his side as your eyes slowly slid open once again. The boy smirked at you, sinisterly, evil and you suddenly had the realization, no matter how impossible it seemed, that this was not Stiles.

Instantly, you backed up to the far end of the couch, tucking your knees closer to yourself as you stared at whoever was sat before you with a mixture of fear and confusion.

“I know everything about him, you know,” the boy smirked, “everything he’s ever thought or said. All he ever thinks about is that Lydia girl, and while you, poor Y/N, is in love with him.”

Biting your lip, you tried to stop yourself from frowning. From letting his words get to you. But he was preying on something that’s always bothered you, and you couldn’t help it.

“Does it hurt?”

Stop it.

“Knowing that the boy you love...”

Stop it.

“Is in love with someone else?”

“Stop it,” you growl, glaring up at the Stiles look alike. It hurt even more that he looked like Stiles, made you feel like it was the boy himself crushing your heart.

“Why would Stiles ever want to kiss you? Be with you?”

You shut your eyes, clenching them shut as you dug your nails into your palms. He continued to speak, taunting you, and then it stopped. But you refused to open your eyes, afraid that he was just teasing you further and it was a trick. Then, hands fell on your cheeks and you heard his voice call; “Y/N.”

You shook your head, trying to fight the grip that held you, but held fast. “No, wait,” Stiles called, “it’s me. It’s Stiles. I promise.”

You paused at that, unsure if you should truly believe his words. But you realized, you’d never know unless you looked. So, slowly, you slid your eyes open, staring back into his amber ones that gazed down at you. All trace of evil and sinister was gone.

It was Stiles.

With a shuddering gasp, you shook your head; “what was that?”

Stiles frowned then, shoulders slumping; “I have a lot to tell you. A lot of i’ve kept hidden from you. And I will tell you, but first,” Stiles paused, letting out a heavy breath. “Are you okay?”

You glanced over at the stop he’d sat, pulling your face from Stiles’s hand and with a shaky nod, you answered; “yeah. I’m okay.”

You never noticed the look in Stiles’s eyes, too focused on trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. It wasn’t until Stiles pulled your attention back on him, did you realize. “What he said isn’t true, Y/N.” At his words, you felt your jaw slacken, cheeks flushing. But Stiles only continued. “I heard everything, and... it’s... it’s not true. I’m not in love with someone else, i’m in love with you.”

“Stiles...”

“It’s why i’ve never told you about all this, about what you’re going to find out, because I didn’t want you in danger.” Stiles sighed, “I guess my plan didn’t really work out.”

You barely paid mind to his explanation, and with a shuddering exhale, you gripped his hands in your own. “You... You love me?”

Stiles’s met your eyes then, and instead of answering with words, he pressed his lips against your own.

That certainly answered your question.