Dylan O'Brien Imagines

DeadPool // Stiles Stilinski

You had a normal life. I lived outside Beacon Hills, went to a school upstate. You had the best group of friends. Good grades. Getting a scholarship to Yale, but something, something was different.

You could sense things before they happened. Suicides, murders, drama. But suddenly, 3 people your age pulled you out of school one day. Throwing a bag over your head and shoving you into the back of a car. You didn't know why you didn't sense this. You screamed of course, tears running down your face.

'This could be it,' you thought.

The car came to a jerking stop and the bag was pulled from your head. A boy with brown eyes and a small quiff and a boy with black hair and brown eyes stared at you. That's when you felt it, the overpowering sense of...dog.

"Werewolf," You breathed, staring at the one with black hair. "What do you want from me?"

"We want to protect you." One says.

"Protect me from what?" You furrow you eyebrows, confused.

"Come in and we'll talk about it."

"Fine, but I hope you know I'm pressing charges for this." I drop my hand into his as he pulls me up.

"There is this list made by someone called 'The Benefactor,' the names on the list are given to anyone and they kill you, they get money-"

"How much am I worth?" You cut him off.

"Uh..10 million." That shocks you so much, you take a step back.

"I don't even know what I do." You shrug.

"You predict the future, you can sense the supernatural future." Brown hair says.

"Well can you at least tell me your names?" You ask.

"Scott." Black hair says.

"Stiles. Brown hair.

"I'm-"

"Y/N," Stiles cuts you off. "We know."

*2 weeks later*

"Please don't." You cried at the young girl trying to drive a knife through your heart.

"I need the money. You're not worth 10 million." She growls, lunging at you, so close to driving the knife through your heart.

I pull the knife handle back, it almost piercing your heart. Suddenly, she drops dead, a knife in her back.

I look up to see Stiles and Scott. Stiles runs over to me engulfing me in his arms. Over the time, you all bonded, but you and Stiles, you guys had a big bond. You stayed together the entire time, reading, researching, you did everything together.

"Oh thank god." he whispers in your ear.

He pulled you up and onto your feet, his arms still wrapped about you. "I thought I lost you."

"I'm not going anywhere." Then you saw it. He was kissing you-but it hadn't happened yet. His soft lips perfectly together against yours. His large, strong hands on your face, his-

"Oh my god, kiss me already." You groaned.

He rolled his eyes before pressing his lips to yours.

You stopped The Benefactor.

You stayed together.

You fought death.

You were one now.

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