Teen Wolf Imagines - [REQUESTS CLOSED]

You're Back | Stiles

{2/12/16}

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okay, so living-inthenow requested for an angsty AND fluffy imagine but being my evil self, I decided to totally disregard the fluffy aspect of the message so SORRY IN ADVANCE <3 your feelings will definitely be messed with, as mine were.

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It had been 10 months since Stiles had passed away.

As many times as I've warned him on going too far as of helping out the pack, he never listened. He had no powers in which could protect him against the cruel supernatural world.

I hadn't left my house in weeks, the mourning of his death making an everlasting print on me.

The pack would eventually visit with groceries and comforting embraces and words, but after attempting to get me out of the house and to slowly start getting back into my normal lifestyle for almost a year, they knew they had nothing they could really do anymore.

The majority of my days were spent with me bedridden with the television's low volume being the only sounds emitting through the house, my eyes focused on the blank wall, all emotions already been drained out months ago.

No matter what I did, the thought of Stiles instantly flashed into my mind. Guilt would pour over me and I would end up crying. I could've saved him. He could've still been alive if I had tried harder.

Being without powers as well only convinced Stiles more to not listen to me, thinking I'd just been a wuss that didn't want anything to do with fighting scary monsters.

It was yet another never-ending day. Another dreadful twenty-four hours that I'd have to sit through. There was no point. 

I hadn't noticed the tears flowing down my cheeks like a waterfall until my mind made the effort to nudge me slightly.

The vacant spot beside me in bed always held the role of being the single thing to hit me into realization of what event changed my life forever.

The house didn't even feel like a home anymore. It felt empty. And hollow.

My thoughts were interrupted with the doorbell ringing.

It was probably Lydia.

I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and trudged groggily over to the front door.

My hands shook due to insufficient supply of food and good care of my health.

I unlocked it and slowly pulled the door towards me.

I looked up to be met with a pair of eyes that I'd been longing.

"S-Stiles?" I barely managed to let out, my eyes become wide at the sight.

"Y/N," Stiles breathed out, not hesitating a second before wrapping his arms around me.

I tightly hugged him, taking in the breathtaking feeling of his touch. Happiness, an emotion that seemed like I hadn't felt in centuries, filled me up briefly before going away just as fast as it fled in.

I suddenly noticed what was happening and pulled away.

"What- Why are yo- How?" I continued to stumble upon my words as I eyed him up and down, eyes brimming the bottoms of my eyes.

"What are you talking about?" he questioned, sounding completely confused.

"You were gone. I thought you were gone, at least. How are you here? How are you alive?" I spoke quickly.

"I was never gone, I don't know what you're talking about. Are you okay?" Stiles replied as worry filled his voice and eyes.

I shook my head, tears falling uncontrollably.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

"I'm here, Y/N. I'm alive, I don't get how you don't believe it. What will convince you?"

I couldn't tell what was real or what was fake anymore. The small amount of humanity in me clung tightly, not wanting to disappear. I was more than convinced that I was beyond crazy.

If it was real, then all I was doing was wasting time. I needed to spend time with Stiles.

"No, no, no, I believe you," I forced a smile out while I wiped the tears off my cheeks," uhm, let's get something to eat from the kitchen."

I closed the door behind Stiles and led him to the kitchen.

The feeling of joy came back.

I had my Stiles again.

I turned around suddenly, him stopping himself from bumping into me.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Kiss me," I let out the succinct phrase.

Again, without hesitation, he effortlessly placed his hands on either side of my face and leaned down, connecting our lips.

The familiar presence of his warm lips on mine reminded me of all the times we were attached at the lips.

He pulled away, a small grin on his face.

"Wow."

"Did that convince you?" Stiles tilted his head, jokingly.

"Yeah," was the only this that seemed to want to be able to leave my throat.

"Now that that is taken care of, let's stuff you with junk food. You look way past famished, babe."

I nodded before smiling, and continuing on my path into the kitchen. Oddly, the fact that Stiles had just reappeared out of nowhere totally left my head, delight replacing it.

"You can sit down. I'll find something to make," I told him.

"You sure?"

"Yes, I'm positive." I couldn't help but grin ear-to-ear.

He gave in, taking a seat at the dining table, watching me rummage through the groceries placed in the fridge by my friends.

I pulled out a few ingredients, just about to start chopping some carrots up.

A laugh escaped my mouth, my attention trained on the knife and carrots in front of me," you know, I really thought you were dead. I don't know if it was a dream or something but whatever it was made me think that ten months had passed and you were dead because one of the doctors killed you. I'm either really out of my mind or slowly coming to that. It felt like hell without you. All that matters now is that you're here now. I love you."

I turned around to look at Stiles.

The chair he was just in was empty.

"Stiles?" I called out, placing down the knife and heading out of the kitchen to search for him.

I had checked the living room, bathrooms, and bedrooms to be met with no trace of Stiles.

Anxiety filled my lungs as it became slightly harder to breathe," Stiles, stop playing with me. This isn't funny."

A torturing sensation as if something was ripping at my heart and head overcame me, causing me to scream while the mental pain was sent through my whole body.

I fell onto my knees, crying out, the emptiness of the environment in the house returned.

I lost him, again.

I never had him after I lost him the first time, in the first place.

My body collapsed onto the ground, sending me into a deep, dark sleep.

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A/N:

wow

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