Stiles' POV
So, I was walking into my beautiful girlfriend's house and I saw her wearing the Jersery that I used to wear. My Beacon Hills lacrosse jersery number 24. I don't know where in the world she got that from, but she looks hot in it. (A.n you were wearing it over a white hoodie.)
"Where'd ya find that from" I asked her. She jumped from not knowing I was here, I have a key to her house ovbiously.
"Oh umm I may or may not have taken it from your closet, while you were away in colleage" She said looking at the ground. I lifted her head and pecked her lips, she looked disapointed when I pulled away.
"If you want it back I'll take it off, I just missed you a lot while you were gone" She said about to take it off, but I stopped her
"No, I was just admiring how cute my girlfriend looks in my old jersery" I said kissing her forhead
"Good thing mines not dirty like Scott's, his is really dirty, but mines not cause I never played" I said laughing
"You did too" She said and I gave her a look "Well you played some and when you did it was really was good" She said again
"You're my girlfriend not my theripst you don't have to lie" I said laughing at her facial expression
"I'm not" she whined
"Okay" I said letting her win, she never puts me down not even when she's mad
"Hungry" She asked
"Very"
"Good, call pizza plus" She said and I groaned but pulled out my phone to call pizza plus
Word Count: 303
This was really bad, I'm sorry. I just randomly got this idea and hope it wasn't that bad. Have a good day byee
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Teen Wolf Imagines/Preferences
FanfictionSome Y/N Imagines and Preferences for a female reader. Sometimes there might be a couple of Dylan O'Brien or the other Teen Wolf cast. I don't own Teen wolf or the charactors or plots, only the ones I come up with
