Thomgelica One-shots because not enough people write about them.

People Change

A/N: Inspired by Teen Wolf because that show is a new favorite of mine.

Being a werewolf hunter is really all Thomas has ever known, he had learned how to shoot a bow before he had even stepped foot into a school. He had actually killed a werewolf for the first time before he had even graduated high school. It was what he had been taught to do, his father and mother had ingrained it in him. The people he had been surrounded by had been the same.

They were hunters and werewolves were what they hunted.

And for so long it had made sense, because somehow his family had spun hunting werewolves into this righteous act of self-preservation. Because after all werewolves are violent creatures, they are creatures that kill. They have claws, fangs, super strength, and super speed. They are super.

They have the advantage in life so it only made sense for humans to fight back and hunt the werewolves before the werewolves could hunt them.

It made sense. It was the right thing to do, hunters were only protecting themselves and other innocent people from these dangerous creatures.

It made sense. Until it didn't.

Until Thomas met a girl--cliche, he knows--until he met her pack and her human friends that are all sort of part of her pack too. Somehow his world that had been the plain colors of black and white had been transformed into a rainbow. He doesn't really know why or how it happened because if he's being honest this girl, this werewolf should have never been able to get so close to him.

But she had, she had wormed her way into Thomas' heart and that really is an impossible feat because with a father like Thomas' it's best to pretend like you don't have a heart. Everything in him, everything he's been taught, everything he's had to endure is telling him to push this girl away because she's a werewolf and he hunts people like her. Or at least he did hunt people like her.

He can't though. He can't push her away because somehow he loves her and if his father wasn't locked up in some prison all the way off the grid Thomas is a thousand percent sure he'd kill him. But still, Thomas loves her and it's all so wrong but it feels so right and he's conflicted.

But not really.

He's lost enough people in his life, to death, to prison, to the 'dark side'. Letting in another person doesn't sound so ideal especially since she is what she is. And he's long since gotten over his prejudices against the supernatural but a woman like her is always bound to be in danger because trouble doesn't just find her, she finds it.

And while Thomas isn't necessarily a hunter anymore, or at least not the kind he used to be, he still sees his fair share of claws and fangs, and fairy dust, and magical bullets, and anything that is classified as dangerous. He still fights, he still protects, only the people and creatures he protects vary and that is all very new to him because the people he's protecting now are the people his father encouraged to kill.

The point is he's still in danger, he still lives a dangerous life, and bringing anybody into that would be incredibly stupid and selfish. And Thomas is beginning to think he's just that, because here he is lying in bed next to the sleeping werewolf. He's supposed to be asleep, he had been asleep but with his lifestyle, it's not a surprise that nightmares find him almost every night.

The nightmares aren't the thing he's concerned about though, he's used to them. What he is worried about is far scarier than faceless creatures haunting his dreams. At least to him it is.

He's in love, the thought almost disgusts him, it definitely scares him. What happened to the ruthless hunter, the man who single-handedly took down a savage serial killing beast? He fell in love is what happened.