You were at the station with Sheriff Stilinski and Stiles. You were trying to figure out why or rather how Donovan was out of jail.
"Well he's a chimera, right? That would make sense." You said, staring at Donovan's picture on the board.
"If he is, that would mean he's already dead." Sheriff Stilinski says.
"That means that he was a failure." You finished.
You turned around to Stiles, who's back was facing you. He was pacing around the corner of the office.
Something was wrong but you couldn't quite place it.
"Stiles, you're uncharacteristically quiet." You said to his back.
He turned around, looking straight behind you instead of in your eyes.
"I'm just thinking." He says, running a hand through his hair.
He was lying. You listened to his heartbeat, listening for any jumps.
"About?"
"Nothing."
Jump.
Later that day, you left the station, going back to Stiles' house. You decided to confront Stiles about his lie earlier.
"Stiles, have things been okay with you lately?" You asked, sitting down in his rolly chair.
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Dylan O'Brien Imagines
FanfictionThese are imagines with characters that Dylan O'Brien has played. Such as, Stuart Twombly, Stiles Stilinski, Dave Hodgeman, Thomas, AND HIMSELF. I'm gonna warn you that most of them are Stiles soo get over it.... LOVE YOU LOVELIES <3
