Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Stay Safe// Stiles

You were going to search Matt's house for his camera, the one that had pictures of Allison in it.

You were going to delete them, take away a little bit of stress. You were still trying to figure out who was the kanima's master was.

Personally, you thought it was Gerard, but Allison insisted that it wasn't.

You pulled the window open to his dining room, going to step in, but your phone rang.

"Hello?" You whispered, pressing your back against the wall under the window.

"Y/n? Why are you whispering?" Stiles' familiar voice rings on the other end of the line.

"Did someone forget to inform you that I was breaking into a house tonight?" You say through gritted teeth.

"What? No, whose house? Why? Where are you y/n?" He questions.

"Stiles, I'm fine, I was about to go in until you called me."

"What if you get caught? Whose house is this?"

"It's Matt."

"The creeper stalker dude? What's his address?"

"Stiles, I'm fine," you repeat. "Plus, I have experience, I've snuck into your room multiple times, and that was upstairs."

He stays quiet for a second. "Fine."

"I'll call you when I'm in my car."

"I love you, you know that right?"

You smiled at him through the phone.

"I love you too, Stiles."

"Stay safe y/n, call me right after, maybe even sneak into my window after."

You laughed before replying. "Okay, see you later Stilinski."

"See ya later."