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Teen Wolf Stiles

Imagine Stiles awkwardly flirting with you and you awkwardly flirting back.

The bell for B lunch rang and you rushed out of there at Barry Allen speed. You headroom the bathroom to wait out the huge stampede of people before heading to your locker not wanting to deal with a ton of people pushing and shoving trying to get to food.

You spin the combination to your locker when you hear a big bang. You look around shocked when you see Stiles scramble up from the floor and rush over to you. He leans against the lockers and smiles at you, his face bright red.

"H-hey," he says smiling. "You look stunning." He looks proud for a moment before realizing something. "I mean, you always look amazing but you look even more so! But like you looked amazing yesterday! Oh and last week with your new shirt! And the week before that! I-I mean you always look great!" Stiles says quickly stumbling over his own words in an attempt to fix what he says as a mistake and you saw as cuteness.

Being unused to such kind words you blush. "T-thanks," you smile closing your locker door and leaning against it. 

"You have a pretty smile," he blurts out before snaking himself. "I am probably scaring you. I doubt you know my name. Uh, so, I'm Stiles. I have English and Math with you."

"I know who you are," you reassure him but omitting the fact you spend those classes stealing glances when he is too busy doing something else.

"You do?" He asks incredulously. "I mean that's cool," he tries to lean more but nearly falls over.

"Of course, you're attractive." You tell him before realizing how creepy that sounded. "I mean like I find you pleasing to look at? Or like your cool? Cute? Hot?" You blush before deciding fleeing was your best bet. "Uh so I'm going to go now...nice talking..." You trail off before turning and walking to complete opposite way you needed to go.

"(Y/N)?" Stiles calls out as you walk quickly away from him your face as red as a tomato.

You turn around and stare at the floor. "Yeah?"

"The, uh, the lunchroom is this way," Stiles says pointing behind him.

"Oh yeah!" You say before walking back towards him and lunch.

As you walk past him he grabs your wrist. "There was a reason I came over here besides complementing you."

"Yeah?" You ask meeting his gaze.

"Will you go out with me?" He asks. "There's the new Star Wars movie coming out next Friday and I have two tickets...Scott can't go so I thought I'd ask you." He waits for your reply before quickly adding. "And I really like you and want to go on a date with you."

You smile. You wanted to see that movie so bad. "Of course! And I really like you too." You say with a smile.

Stiles grins widely before letting go of your wrist. "Awesome, I can pick you up at 6?" He asks.

"Sure, do you want my number?" You ask blushing before reaching into your pocket for a pen.

He nods eagerly. You smile, blushing, and write your number on his hand.

"See you then," you say before walking away a goofy smile on your face.

Stiles grins and when he thinks you can't hear him (you can) he cheers loudly before screaming "SCOTT!!! SHE SAID YES!!!"