Y/N the Vampire Slayer (Stiles Stilinski x Reader)

S1, EP 8: Lunatic

A/N: 4 episodes left of season 1! Let's go! Also, for anyone wondering, I went to middle school in the 2010's and remember the fashion, hence why I refuse to describe what Slayer is wearing, and leave it up to you all.

The wet ground made her almost slip and drag Stiles down with her as she held his hand, pausing as she gained her balance; the smell of the wet Earth entered her nose and made it wrinkle as Stiles led her and Scott somewhere, she wasn't sure. The cut on her forehead was healing pretty good, she might have a scar, who knows; her swollen eye had gone down, just leaving a nasty black eye and her back was feeling better, the bruising wasn't so painful.

"Where are we going?" Scott questioned.

"You'll see", Stiles said as they headed further into the woods.

"We really shouldn't be out here, my mom is in a constant state of freak out from what happened at school", Scott warned, Stiles waved it off.

"Well, your mom isn't the sheriff so.." Stiles said, trailing off as he looked at her.

"Humor him, Sti, he's going crazy back there", Y/N said, blowing a piece of stray hair out of her face.

"Fine, when your best friend gets dumped..."

"I didn't get dumped! We're just... taking a break", Scott said, pouting.

Y/N looked back at him and gave him a sad smile, "it's ok, Scott. You just wanted to protect her."

"Alright, when your best friend gets told by his girlfriend that they're taking a break..." Stiles held up a bottle of Jack Daniels. "You get him drunk."

"Where did you get that?" Y/N said, Stiles looked around. "I swear, you're going to end up in jail with your pick-pocketing."

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It was funny watching Stiles get drunk easily off the whiskey, Y/N sat on the ground on a dry part, making sure not to rest against the rock that Scott was on, with Stiles cuddling into her stomach, muffled speech as he spoke.

"What's he saying?" Scott asked, amused.

Scott sat on the giant rock, tucked into himself as he stared at the dumpster bin that they had made a fire in.

"I-I said she's just one girl", Stiles said, lifting his head.

He moved himself so his head was on her lap and moved her hand so she could rub his head.

"You know, there are so many girls you could date.... not my girlfriend, s-she's mine... there are so many other girls in the sea."

"You lightweight", Y/N teased.

"It's fish in the sea", Scott added.

"Why you talking about fish?" Stiles asked, enjoying his head rubs. "I'm talking about girls, I love girls... especially chubby ones with H/C hair, E/C eyes, and big boo--"

Y/N smacked Stiles' head, Scott let out a laugh as she shook her head. Leave it to a drunk Stiles to admit his love for her larger chest.

"I take it you're talking about Y/N?" Scott teased, Y/N shook her head.

"How'd you know? Wait, what are we talking about? Hey! You're not happy!" Stiles rambled.

"That's your boyfriend", Scott whispered to her, Y/N let out a sigh.

"Yeah, but his cuteness makes up for it", Y/N responded.

Stiles began to ramble in an drunken attempt at getting Scott to feel better, well, Scott was still sad but Y/N could tell Stiles' drunken rambles were making the werewolf feel a little better.