Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Kiss, Marry, Kill

"Okay," my friend started. "Kiss, marry, kill," I nodded urging her to continue. "Dylan, Stiles and Void Stiles."

I breathed in slowly thinking about my decision, Y/F/N and I had just finished watching Dylan become Void Stiles, so I was conflicted about whom I would choose.

"What would you do?" I asked. She frowned and looked back and forth at the T.V. screen where the After After Show was currently playing. "I'd marry Stiles, kiss Dylan and kill Void." She answered. I bobbed my head up and down considering her decision.

Finally coming to my decision I said. "I'd marry Dylan, kiss Void Stiles and kill Stiles."

"Ew," she said. "Why would you want to kiss Void Stiles?"

"Because," I said simply "I could say I've kissed a bad boy and even though it would be gross at least I can say I lived."

She nodded her head in agreement as I spoke.

"You'd kiss who?" Dylan said walking through the door, his keys dangling as he put them on the small table near the door.

"No one." I answered quickly.

"Hey Dylan!" Y/F/N chirped.

"Hey." he answered giving her one of his charming smiles.

"Y/F/N," he said. "Who would Y/N kiss?"

"No one, just you," She said to my boyfriend. "Well, I'm leaving now," Y/F/N said. "By the way, good job on tonight's episode."

"Thanks Y/F/N."

"Bye Y/N." She said grabbing her things and giving me a hug at the door.

"Bye!" I called, waving, as she shut her car door.

I walked back inside and looked at Dylan watching the After After Show and he laughed at something his best friend say something funny about Dylan. I shut the door and sat next to Dylan, I reached over and curled my arm around his neck, curling my legs under me. He turned and smiled his eyes twinkly.

"Tell me," he said. I shrugged as his eyes bored into mine.

"Tell me..." he whined.

"Nuh uh." I said laughing as I stood up and went to the phone to order pizza. I talked into the phone and Dylan wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me to his chest.

"Tell me." He whispered into my ear, I playfully slapped him and continued talking into the phone. I said goodbye to the lady on the line and turned to face Dylan.

"Well, if you really want to know..." I said. He nodded eagerly.

"Y/F/N wanted to play kiss, marry, kill and she asked me what I would choose from you, Stiles and Void Stiles."

"What did you choose?" he asked.

"I said that I'd marry you, kiss void and kill Stiles." He placed a hand over his heart and mocked being hurt.

"I'm offended." He said trying to keep a straight face.

"Mmh..." I murmured.

"And what is your reason for making these choices."

"Well, I kinda lied and said how I could say if I kissed Void, I'd have kissed a bad boy, but," I said trailing off.

"Yeah?" he asked nudging me.

"The real reason is that, if__ I married you- you could be any character, even Void." Dylan lifted his eyebrows processing what I had said.

The doorbell rang and I got up to get the pizza.

"So you're saying," he said. "I could be Void Stiles anytime."

"Basically." I called.

"Well then..." he said with a smirk on his face.

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My brother isn't doing his homework and I haven't gotten his birthday present. SO GUESS WHET???!! I am doing his FUDGDING homework.