Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Hurt Hand// Stiles

You were with Stiles, sitting in the passenger side of the jeep, you knees held to your chest. 

You were following Theo's truck as it speed across town.

Both you and Stiles thought something was off with this dude, but Scott trusted him in a heartbeat.

You three went to school with Theo in fourth grade, and that was definitely not the Theo you grew up knowing. 

"Where do you think he's going?" You asked, rubbing your legs to gain warmth.

"I don't know. You cold?" He asked.

"Kind of."

He pulled the lever for the heat as it blasted through the vents.

You sighed, warming your hands over the vents. 

Stiles handed you one of his coats from the back as your pulled it around your body. 

"Thanks."

*an hour later*

He went to see his sister.

Which was something you'd think was normal, but his sister was dead.

You watched as he stood on the bridge, just staring into the water.

You were walking back to the jeep, pulling Stiles coat around you tighter. 

You were about to get in when you saw Scott sitting on his bike.

The one thing that we didn't want.

"You find anything?" Scott asked.

"Nope." Stiles said before getting into his jeep. You averted your eyes away from Scott before getting into the jeep.

Stiles tried to start the jeep but it wouldn't turn on.

Stiles go out, trying to fix the jeep as Scott talked to him.

You got out of the jeep, going over to lean against the jeep.

"Anything I can do to help?" You asked as Stiles looked over at Scott.

Apparently, you intruded on their conversation.

"Why can't you trust anyone?" Scott asked.

"Because you trust everyone!" Stiles yelled before punching the jeep, his hand making a crunching sound as he hit it.

"Are you okay?" You asked, stepping in to help.

"I'm fine." He said, not being able to move his hand. 

"You could have broken it." I said.

"It's not broken."

"Let me see it." You said.

"I'm fine."

"Stiles, let me see it."

He puts his hand over to you as you wrapped your hand around his, using your werewolf power to fix it.

You pulled away as he put his hand in a fist, it feeling better.

Suddenly, the lights to the jeep came on and the engine turned over.

You got back into the jeep, Scott taking his motor bike home. 

You wrapped Stiles coast tighter around you. 

"God, I can't seem to get warm." You said.

"Come here." Stiles opened one of his arms, his eyes still on the road.

You scooted over, sitting in Stiles' side. 

He was really warm, the warmth spreading through you.

"Ahh," you sighed, putting your head on his should. "Why are you so warm?"

He shrugged against your head, smiling softly at you. You closed you eyes, enjoying the warmth.

You felt yourself start to drift into sleep.

You woke up later, to someone carrying you into what you're guessing is your house.

You felt yourself being put down and looked up at Stiles.

He smiled at you, pulling the covers over you. "My house was closest to us, so I just decided to bring you here since you were already asleep."

You smiled, pulling the blankets farther up to you.

"Are you still cold?" He asks.

"Yeah, kind of."

He gets another blanket, pulling it over you.

"I'm gonna sleep in the chair."

He sat down, you turning on your side to face him. 

"You don't have to sleep in the chair." You said.

"No, it's okay, I've woken up plenty of times in this thing."

"Please don't sleep in the chair."

He looked at your for a second before getting up, climbing underneath the covers with you, wrapping his arms around you.

His warmth spread through you, making you sigh as you turned around, digging your face in his chest.

His hand stroked your hair softly, making you slip into sleep.

"I love you." He said as you fell asleep. 

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