teen wolf imagines :)

stiles

stupid boys

'I could find some guy with a steady job, who knows just what he wants in life. He'd have a car that don't break down, every time we drive. The kind my momma would like.
But I always fall for ones without a bank account. Who don't know what they want. My type would wear a sweatshirt to a place you need a suit and tie. He's not the smartest choice, but I'm in love with stupid boys'

A song on the radio was playing loud. I looked outside, it was raining but beacon hills had never looked so good. It was getting dark so you were able to see all the lights. "hey daydreamer" lydia said from the driver's seat. "how your stupid boy?", she said with the biggest smirk on her face. I looked at her confused. "stiles?" I asked. "yeah obvi" she replied before flipping down the mirror to check her makeup. "were good, i guess. He's been a little distant lately. I asked scott about it but he didn't know either".

Somehow we ended up at scotts house like always. We were standing around the table while scott and derek tried to explain what they saw while looking for the so called 'kanima'. I didn't follow what they were saying at all, all i could do was trying to figure out what was going on with stiles. He was biting his nails and looking around nervously. I could sense his anxiety from across the table, no chemo-signals needed.

When the 'meeting' was over, i followed stiles to the couch. When i sat down next to him i took his hand in mine. I started playing with his fingers but soon enough he pulled his hand back. "what is going on with you" i said, rather irritated. "nothing" he replied after he let out a hard sigh. He stands up from the couch and walks to the kitchen. He reaches for a glass and fills it with water. I follow him to the kitchen and lean against the counter, inches away from him. He turns around and leans against the counter next to me.

"look im sorry" he says when he turns to me, looking me in the eyes for the first time tonight. "everything is just so dangerous, i cant stand the thought of you getting hurt, or worse" he says, whispering the last part. I turn around so that i'm facing him and lay my head on his arm. "im not going anywhere". i feel his head on mine and he kisses the top of it. "i know"