Brett Talbot Imagines

Part 29: Request #26

Anon request: Can u do an imagine when y/n is hunter and she with scott pack from the start and then they meet Brett cocky little bastard and y/n dont give a fuck about him make it cuute 😩👍

I'll try to make this imagine start from the episode when we first see Brett up to the dreamcatchers episode of season 5 so there'll be somehow skips on some part. And to those who haven't watched Season 5A, you better watch it please because you're missing out on all the feels! This is long by the way :D  Hope you guys like this one.

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Uh oh, you thought as Liam's stature became tense and you saw the source of it.

"Uh, Scott." You tried to call the alpha's attention when he and his best friend were conversing over something once you smelled and saw the blood coming out of the young beta's hands. Immediately, Scott and Stiles came to the rescue and took Liam out of the situation, Stiles, of course, left to do all of the talking.

"You okay?" You whispered to the werewolf who was a few inches smaller than you, your hand rubbing his back comfortingly. You only got a deep intake of breath as a reply while Scott watched Stiles try to calm the situation down...somehow.

You observed the Brett guy Liam called while Stiles talked to him.

You got an off or an iffy feeling about him, like something was definitely not human about this Brett person. While Stiles talked, you saw Brett glance your way and almost making you blush when he caught you observing him, you bet that to him, it looked as if you were staring at him. And just as you thought right, he winked at you before returning his attention back to Stiles Stilinski. You scoffed and gave a glare that was directed solely towards him.

Asshole. You thought to him.

Once Stiles was almost done talking, the corner of Brett's lips lifted to a smile when he looked at you and you only answering it with silent curses towards him before you walked away with Stiles and Scott along with Liam.

You don't know what quarter it was already but all you knew was that something was really wrong, and it's not the feeling you got when Brett went and tried to take your number earlier before the game.

Walking down the stands and trying to avoid stepping on people's feet, you made your way towards Scott who was about to leave the area.

"What happened?" You asked, looking to the other players in the field and them getting all worked up about what just happened to their other teammates.

"Liam's fine," Scott gestured to the werewolf who had a small smile on his face when he heard his name looking up to you and the alpha. "But Brett's not."

You were about to reply a 'So?' but you held your tongue and just hoped that nothing happened to the guy that would put him on death's line.

Following Scott down the hall, you saw a body lying on the floor and you suddenly got worried. Scott checked for pulse and you were relieved when he did get one, but Brett on the other hand was laying still. Moving past Scott, you kneeled before the lacrosse player and tried to check for a pulse on his neck but you only gasped and landed on your butt when Brett flinched with his eyes wide open.

Scott was there immediately thinking that Brett was about to attack and well, it ended up as a surprise attack from the freshmen girl. Before you could even react and kick the girl's ass, Scott was already in control of the fight and you only tried to get Brett's attention from shifting or attacking.

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"Are you even exerting any effort?" You asked through your gritted teeth, holding down Brett's shoulders.

With one growl, all four of you were thrown away from Brett and the werewolf was trying to find a way out. You quickly recovered the fall by using the wall as a leverage and before you could even think, you made your stance and did a roundhouse kick to Brett, angling your hip so that there was enough force on the kick to knock him out cold.

Landing on your feet, you were breathing heavily from the adrenaline rush you felt when you did the kick, Derek, Stiles and Dr. Deaton all looking at you in shock.

"What?" You looked to them. "He was being uncooperative."

~~~

"Close your eyes,"

Once you heard those words leave his lips, you couldn't handle it and just stepped in front and shot those people aiming their red lasers towards Brett and Lori. You were breathing heavily from trying to catch up to them and seeing that their werewolves, it was really difficult so it was a miracle that you got there in time to kill the killers.

"Run," You shouted to them, and not thinking twice Lori ran but Brett hesitated as he looked at you with brows furrowed before he took off himself following his sister.

Firing the guns on each of your hand, you shot the rest of the people dead and clean. Though the rain was blurring your sight, it wasn't a bother to you since you were trained to the point of surpassing those people with skills of always making a bullseye. Once you were sure that there were no more people left alive, you walked towards where Brett and Lori headed and escorted them back to where Scott told you to take them.

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"Thank you," Brett said, looking up to you as you treated the wound that was halfway healed on his shoulder. To say that it wasn't distracting the way that he was topless was a lie, and you can actually see Malia and Kira glancing your way-well his way anyway.

"For what?" you asked, pulling away from him and looking up to his face that had a sincere smile.

"A while ago." He answered, taking his shirt back and seeing the way the muscles of his arms flexed.

Damn that body of his.

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Growling with his canines showing, you pulled Brett away from Argent and you yourself growled under your breath.

"This is his place, you idiot."

You didn't realize that you were still holding him and damn those biceps of his were firm, much to your dismay, you had to let go and walk back to where Scott was. Brett doing the same, but instead of walking back to where he was-beside his sister, he stood beside you.

~~~

"What's that doing here?" You asked, pointing to the werewolf playing on the field in all his glory, girls on the bleachers giggling and being all 'heart eyes' while they watch Brett Talbot topless playing and muscles flexing and

Stop! Damn it. You groaned, scolding yourself as the coach called a break for the team practicing.

"Midget!" He greeted a bit too happily, ignoring the boys that came with you as he packed his things in the duffel bag.

"Asshole." You sarcastically smiled, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Ooh, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." He commented, chuckling as he packed another lacrosse gear in the bag.

"Hm, peachy."

Though some people may see this as an argument waiting for it to blow up, it was simply a playful banter that only you and the werewolf share for some reason.