Random Fandom Imagines 2

Stiles Stilinski

  Stiles' boots crunched in the snow as he walked through the parking lot of Derek's building. He reached out to grab your hand, but then he realized you weren't by his side at all. His brow furrowed as he looked over his shoulder and saw you staring up at the darkened sky in awe.
You were watching the gently falling snow, your smile growing wider as you watched it dance and shimmer through the glow of the streetlights. A goofy smile worked its way on Stiles' face as he saw how happy you were and it made his heart swell.
"It's so beautiful," you whispered to him as he walked over to you. "It's just...the silence."
"It's just snow, Y/n," Stiles told you.
"Annnd the silence is gone," you said reluctantly.
Stiles rolled his eyes. "Oh come on. You've been dating me for months. You should know that me and silence have never exactly been friends. Actually, we'd be more like enemies, really. Like, archenemies. Like, Obi-Wan and Darth Vadar. Like-"
"I get it," you said with a laugh, reaching out to grab one of his freezing hands. "You're not quiet. But I like it. You'd be boring if you were quiet. I'd have nothing to snark back at."
"Damn right," Stiles told you with a grin.
You smiled as you gazed out at the snow once more. Beacon Hills never got a lot of snow, but this year the town had been bombarded by unexpected winter weather. The snow had started to fall earlier that morning, and it just kept falling and falling and falling. You loved it, and you figured you had never seen anything so beautiful.
With a sigh, you turned back to Stiles. "Do you wanna go up to the loft now?"
"Mm, I don't know," Stiles admitted as he wrapped an arm around you. "I think the meeting could wait a few more minutes. The snow actually is kind of beautiful."
"I think they'll be fine without us," you whispered as you leaned forward to press your lips against his.
Stiles leaned forward, his nose brushing against yours as he kissed you back. The snow continued to fall around you, and you looked like a couple on the front of a Christmas card. But that perfect moment didn't last forever, because something cold and icy hit Stiles right in the center of his back.
He made a shocked noise against your lips, and you pulled back in confusion. There was a brief moment of silence, and then you heard a voice call out "Get a room!"
Only seconds after that, someone else was yelling "ATTACK!" and you and Stiles were bombarded with snowballs. You shrieked between laughs as all of your friends popped out from behind the parked cars and started hurling snow your way.
Stiles pulled you behind the jeep, and started making snowballs of his own. "Come on, babe we have to defend ourselves!"
"Stiles, it's two against five!"
"And?" Stiles asked. "We can do it!"
"If you say so," you told him as you started to form your own snowballs.
Stiles popped out from behind the jeep and nailed Scott in the face, only to have Malia run up beside him and aim one his way.
"Get down!" you cried, shoving him forward and sending a snowball flying into Malia's hair.
Stiles popped back up and shot a goofy smile your way, adoration filling his eyes. "Y/n, this is why I love you."
"Aw, that's sweet," you told him as you watched the others come closer and shoved a snowball in his hands. "Now throw."
A shaped skidded down to the ground next to you, and your eyes went wide as you saw Lydia ducking behind the jeep. She shot you a grin and tightened the knit cap over her hair.
"Don't worry," she told you when she saw your alarm. "I'm on your side."
"Please," you said. "I bet you orchestrated this whole thing."
"Mm, it may be true that I saw you two from the windows and thought it would be fun to mess with you," Lydia told you. "But I'm on your side now. Team No Claws Or Fangs is going to win this."
Lydia popped up from the jeep and shot a snowball towards Kira, who slashed at it with her katana.
"Hey, that's not fair!" Lydia cried as she ducked back down. "You can't use a sword!"
"You trying to tell me the rules, deserter?" Kira called back.
Lydia giggled and grinned at you. "As a side note, why does Derek have so many windows? I mean, with the number of people trying to kill him, I'd assume he'd live in an underground cave where no one can see him."
"Well, he did live in an abandoned subway station once," you reminded her.
"Ladies, come on!" Stiles cried. "We're dying out here!"
"Sorry, sorry!" you gushed as you threw another snowball Liam's way.
You laughed as it him in the chest, and you, Stiles and Lydia were able to push him back towards the others. You didn't know how long you were out there, tossing snow back and forth and getting it in each other's eyes, mouth and hair, but there was no doubt everyone was having fun. The only sound echoing through the night was that of snow slamming into coats and cars, and the laughter of the whole pack ringing out through the parking lot. Needless to say, not much pack business was ever discussed that night.