Teen Wolf's Liam Dunbar x Reader Imagines

Valentine's Day

Today was Valentine's Day and throughout the course of the day, the holiday only seemed to make Y/N's mood worse. She hated seeing couples all lovey-dovey everywhere on campus. She saw them in the hallways, the classrooms, the library, the cafeteria, and even in gym class. Girls walked around with flowers, jewelry, teddy bears, or candies. Guys mostly had candies, brownies, cookies, or some other type of sweet treat.

She hated being single during this particular holiday. She didn't need the constant reminder that she's alone and no one loved her, let alone liked her. She had the tiniest crush on Scott's other beta, Liam Dunbar, but she knew he would never return the feelings. She always had the feeling he never liked her, maybe because she was the new beta and he wasn't anymore. So instead of trying to win him over, she's just pretended not to be fond of him either, as a defense mechanism, to prevent her from getting hurt in the end.

Throughout the day, Y/N avoided everyone, including the pack. Instead of eating lunch with them, she went to one of the study rooms in the library and finished her homework to avoid couples rubbing their romance in her face. After school, Y/N opened her locker and found nothing but her books, binders, and notebooks. You can't even manage to have a secret admirer to leave you a cute note on Valentine's Day, Y/N thought to herself as she slammed the door before walking towards the weight room. Scott told his two betas they needed to practice fighting together, hoping they would finally get along.

As she walked towards the weight room, Y/N's mind began to squirm with ideas of why she couldn't get a Valentine yet again. Was she not pretty enough? Was she not smart enough? Was she not skinny or athletic enough? Or maybe she wasn't funny enough. Then she thought of the worst, 'What if I'm not good enough for anyone?'

Liam was sitting on a workout bench in his maroon gym shorts and a matching lacrosse t-shirt when Y/N barged into the workout room. Liam's head immediately snapped up, not from the door slamming or Y/N quickly and angrily shoving her bags to the floor, but because he could smell a variety of her emotions. She reeked of rage and sadness. His face softened bit as he began to worry why she was so upset or what could have happened to her. Except his worried facial expression disappeared when Y/N opened her mouth.

"Let's get this over with, Dunbar," she snapped as she walked towards the mats. "I don't got all day and I certainly don't want to waste any more time with you than I already have to."

Liam's eyes narrowed at the angry beta. "Who the hell peed in your cereal this morning?"

Without even stretching and letting her anger take over, Y/N swung her leg, aimed at Liam's torso, except Liam caught her ankle in his large hand before it could touch him. She yanked it from his grip. "You got jokes now? I didn't realize you were a comedian."

Liam's eyes suddenly went wide at the possibility of why she could be this bitter. As he slowly leaned in towards her, Y/N took a step back. "What the hell are you doing?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Is it... Aunt Flo...?" Liam's cheeks began to heat up with embarrassment and looked down to his shoes.

"What?" She eyed him closely, trying to figure out what the hell he was talking about.

Liam's eyes adverted back on her for a quick second before they roamed at the wall behind her. "You know, if it's... Pissed at Men syndrome." He finally admitted.

Y/N's eyebrows pulled together, causing crease marks on her forehead. What the hell is he talking about? She thought to herself. But I know I've heard that before somewhere.

Suddenly, she had a light bulb moment. Liam had quoted a line from The Last Song, the most recent movie Lydia and Mason picked for pack night a few days ago.