Teen Wolf Imagines #Wattys2017

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I was reading my favorite book on my living room when I heard light taps on the door. Confused, I jogged towards it and opened it only to find Stiles with blood on his face & shirt and scratches on his forearms. It also looked like someone had burned Stiles with a cigarette.

"Stiles, what the hell happened?" I asked him worried and moved a little bit to let him in.

"Um... I... just got into a fight. Nothing important though!" He said, trying to calm me down, while sitting on the couch I once was, me following closely behind.

"Nothing important? Your face says otherwise!"

"It's nothing to worry about. I'll be okay."

"Who did this?" I asked, my anger building up.

"I don't know their names, just their faces. They were outside Lydia's house. I'm sorry I came here, I just couldn't let my dad see me like this, babe."

"Did this happen just outside Lydia's house?"

"Yeah."

"You're coming with me." I rushed to my room, grabbed my jacket, wore my shoes and headed to Lydia's house. Halfway there, Stiles nudged me.

"That's them." He said looking at three guys and I followed his gaze. Those where my brother's friends. Oh, they're going to regret even daring to touch my boyfriend.

"Hey." I yelled and made my way towards them.

"Hello, sexy ass. How are you Y/N?" The tallest one said, he was obviously drunk. I could smell alcohol coming from their direction.

"Did you and your little bitches do that to my boyfriend?" I said and pointed at Stiles, without turning to look at him.

"Aww, little Stiles run back to his mommy crying?" said the one who had darker skin. I was beyond furious when they all started laughing and I couldn't help myself from growling. They all stopped and looked at me, frightened. I knew my eyes had changed color. They backed up a little bit. At that point, I didn't care about revealing myself. I just wanted to hurt them very bad.

"Listen here, fucking assholes." I said, my voice raspier than before. "If Stiles comes to my house one more time looking like he did today, I'm going to rip your throats out with my teeth. Get it?" They nodded quickly, their faces priceless. Terror and worry written on their eyes. I turned around and took a glimpse of Stiles.

"Oh, and one last thing." I said before running very fast with my claws still out, leaving a deep cut on each of their faces.

"Sleep with an eye open." I said and made my way back to Stiles, with a smirk. Stiles' mouth was slightly agape.

"Thank you for defending me, love, but you didn't have to do that." He said with a small, sad smile.

"Yeah, I did. Nobody messes with my man" I giggled and poked his arm.

"Ow"

"Sorry."

"I love you, my cute little werewolf." He said out of the blue.

"I love you, too, my brave Batman." I chuckled causing him to do the same.

That night he called his dad to let him know that he would sleep at my place that night. As soon as we were home, I sat him on my bathroom counter to take care of his injuries. After that, we cuddled and fell asleep, with his arms around my waist and his head under my chin, and my hands wrapped protectively around his torso.