Oneshots

Onesies

Based on a prompt by otpprompts on tumblr

Person A of your OTP has just spent the night at Person B's place, after having a cute sleepover. For one reason or another, Person A's clothes get ruined, and the only thing they have to wear is a cute, yet ridiculous onesie, and they have to take the train home. Person A is mortified and upset at the thought of that public embarassment. Despite Person A's complaints, Person B accompanies Person A on the train in their own pajamas. They cuddle together the whole ride, ignoring the staring eyes.

                                                                                                         

"Stiles this is the only thing that fits you in my entire apartment" Lydia said getting more and more frustrated.

"I know that but why does it have to be a dinosaur onesie" he said looking at the green thing in front of them.

"Come on is not even that bad" she said trying and failing not to laugh. "And besides this whole thing is your fault, you are the one that said it will be fun to play 'Beer pong' on fire"

Stiles rolled his eyes while trying to find a good comeback but failed. He knew it was his fault. "Yeah I know" she smiled as the boy accepted she was right. "Why do you even own a dinosaur onesie?"

"Sweetheart you have to stop saying dinosaur onesie" the girl was trying not to lose her patience. "Remember that sleepover I had with Allison and Kira last month, well it didn't come out as we expected" she frowned at the memory. Drunken-midnight thrift shopping was not the brightest idea they ever had. "Come on, you have to go now or you'll be late for work because you didn't bring the Jeep".

"Oh dear god." His face showed terror "I have to take the subway back home, Lydia people are going to see me wearing this dinosaur onesie." She gave him a glare of annoyance after saying those words for the 12th time that morning.

"Okay just stop it, I can fix this" the girl almost screamed.

                                                                                                       

"This was not what I was expecting when you said you will fix it" Stiles spoke once they were on the moving subway. He looked up and down to the girl under his arm now wearing an owl onesie.

"Well at least you're not alone on this anymore" she grinned.

"How many onesies do you even have? This is ridiculous" Stiles said while avoiding eye contact with the people staring at them.

"Stilinski is not even that terrible" Lydia said while standing up. "Look, mine even has wings!" as she was trying to turn around so Stiles could see the subway moved under her feet causing her to fall on her boyfriend's lap.

"Okay, maybe this is not that bad..." he said grinning at the strawberry blonde. They cuddled the rest of the way back to Stiles' because, well what can go wrong when they are together.

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Okay I'm just gonna say the ending was not my brightest hour and I did have to hold back the impulse of writing a zombie apocalypse at the end becauseStydia wearing nothing but onesies while killing some zombies yES PLEASE

Thank you all for reading this!