Teen Wolf Imagines and Preferences

Father (Peter Hale)

This is a father/daughter imagine

   I parked my car in the parking lot. I sat there, in the car, debating whether I was actually going to do this. I was really nervous to meet my father.

I finally decided to get out of the car. I got out of the car and walked to the door of the condo my father lived in. I soon reached the door. I lifted my fist to knock. I was hesitant because I was really nervous. After a few moments I knocked on the door.

   A few moments later the door opened and a man stood in the doorway. "Do you need something? " the man asked.

  "Uh, uh , no, " I said nervously.

  "Alright, why are you here then? " the man asked.

  "Are, are you Peter Hale?" I asked.

  "Yes, why?" the man I know knew was my father asked.

"I, uh, I'm y/n, I'm your, your daughter, " I said nervously.

  My father stood there with a shocked look on his face. He stood to the side and asked awkwardly, "Do you uh, want to come in?"

  "Sure," I said. I then walked in. He closed the door after I walked in.

  "You can take a seat in the living room if you would like," my father said. I  walked over to the living room and took a seat. "Would you like anything to eat or drink? " he asked.

  "Um, no thank you, " I said.

  "Alright, " he said. He then walked into the living room and sat down.

  "Damn it. I came here wanting to meet you and I just don't know what to say. God I never know what to say, " I said.

  "Well how about how you found me,"  my father said.

  "Well I first found out I was adopted, obviously. I then found my birth certificate and saw you were my father. I did some research and found out where you lived and now here I am, " I said.

  "Well that's good. Why didn't you go looking for your mother first? " my father asked. 

"Well I tried to find her, did all the research I could, but it turns out she's dead, " I said.

  "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know," he said.

  "You don't have to be sorry. You didn't know that she died. I know I didn't know her  but I wish I did, " I said.

  My father nodded. "That makes sense. She was your mother after all, " he said.

  "I have an idea. How about we just get dinner and try to get to know each  other? " I asked.

  "Sounds good to me, " my father said.