Teen Wolf Imagines (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Scott Imagine

"(Y/n)."
You looked in the reflection of the mirror and saw your older brother, Stiles, standing in the doorway.
"Yeah?"
"I really don't like the idea of you going out with him. Can you please just, stay home?"
You let out a long sigh and stood up. You walked to your bed and turned around to face Stiles.
"Stiles, no. I told him I would go out with him. You can't control everything I do!" You said, throwing your arms out. "I'm leaving and you can't stop me."
You heard Stiles mumble something under his breath but you didn't stop to ask. You picked up your jacket and ran down the steps.
"Can you at least tell me where he's taking you?" He asked.
You stared at your older brother for a moment before nodding. You knew he was just being protective, even if it was a little over the top.
"We are going to the coffee shop on 5th ave." You heard a horn and looked out the window. Jackson was here. You quickly gave Stiles a hug. "I'll be okay. It's Jackson. What's the worst that could happen?" You have your brother a smile and ran out the door.
Jackson was standing by the passenger door. He opened it for you and took your hand, helping you inside. He closed the door and ran to the drivers side, climbing in.
"Hey, (y/n)." He flashed you one of his perfect smiles.
"Hey, Jackson. Thanks for asking me out tonight." He started the car and smiled even more.
"I should be the one thanking you. I'm surprised you said yes."
You were going to question him on what he meant when you noticed a pair of headlights behind you. The car was farther back than you thought it would be. Especially since they've been following you since... your house. Stiles! You pulled out your phone and sent a quick text. Stiles doesn't text and drive. If he answers, it's not him.
Your phone vibrated and you looked at the screen.
S: I'm still at home. Why?
So it wasn't him.
"Who are you texting?" Jackson asked.
You jumped, forgetting he was there. "Just my brother. It's no big deal."
You felt the car stop. Jackson turned it off and ran out, quickly going around to open your door. You thought it was a little weird for him to be doing it, but it was a sweet gesture. You got out and smiled.
"Thank you."
He nodded. You looked around, hoping the car you saw earlier was gone. You didn't see it which made you sigh with relief.
"Let's get some coffee." Jackson smiled and grabbed your hand, leading you into the coffee shop.
You found a nice table while Jackson got your drinks. He came back and handed yours to you. You took a sip. "This is really good."
He smiled. "I told you! Best coffee in the county."
You sat and talked with Jackson about anything that came to mind. He was easy to talk too, and listened very well. He shared a little about himself too. This date was going much better than expected.
"We went bowling. Can you believe that?" Jackson laughed as he remembered the double date he tried to go on with Lydia, Allison, and Scott. "I knew it wasn't going to work. I just didn't feel the same way... with you... It's different." He smiled and reached across the table, grabbing your hand. You felt your face heat up as you beamed, smiling back at him. Your smile quickly faded when you noticed a fake plant behind Jackson move. The branches quickly closed and the hands that held them open shot down to the floor.
Nice try.
You knew Stiles was there, and it looked like he brought Scott with him. You didn't say anything, fearing if you did it would cause a scene.
"Would you excuse for just one moment? I'm gonna go... freshen up." You said, using the only line you could think of. It's in every movie, so it must work.
Jackson nodded, smiling at you. "Of course."
You walked towards the bathroom and hid behind the wall for a minute before peaking out. Just as you suspected. Scott and Stiles were standing by your table. You listened closely.
"...hurt her, I will kill you." Stiles said.
"You're not gonna do shit, Stilinski." Jackson laughed. Maybe it was the way he was talking to your brother, but for some reason, it hurt you. You stayed back, listening for more.
"Maybe not. But I will." You watched as Scott flashed his glowing gold eyes. Jackson looked nervous. "Stay the hell away from her. She deserves someone better than you."
Jackson nodded. "Like you?" He said, pointing at Scott.
You felt your breath get caught in your throat. Does Scott like you? You've only had the biggest crush on him since the day you met him. You always assumed it wouldn't work out. You felt your face flush.
Scott gave a small nod. "Anyone, really. You're not that hard to beat."
Jackson got up. "Tell your sister I said I'm sorry, but two assholes forced me to leave."
You quickly ran out, stopping Jackson.
"What the hell is going on?"
Scott and Stiles stared at you. A smirk spread across Jacksons face.
"We uh... wanted some coffee. You two were here and we figured we would say hi." Stiles said, trying to cover up for Scott and him.
"Nice try. I saw you following us here. I let my guard down when you texted back. I had no idea you would bring him along." You said, gesturing to Scott.
"Look, I'm not doing this. Wanna go back to my place?" Jackson asked you. He grabbed his jacket and put it on.
"What?" You asked, shocked that he would jump to that.
"Come on, we know it would have ended that way anyways." He smiled.
You shook your head, but before you could say anything, Jackson was halfway across the room. Scott stared at him, his breathing heavy. You ran to Scott and grabbed his arm.
"Scott, it's okay. Calm down. I'm not going with him." You looked at Stiles. "Help me get him out of here before he... you know."
Stiles ran to the other side of his best friend. You watched Jackson stand up from the broken table. The entire coffee shop was staring at you now. You mentally added this place to the list of places you'd never visit again. You walked towards Jackson and stood in front of him.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" You asked. You felt the anger bubble up inside of you. "You thought you could use me? For sex?" You walked closer to him, yelling louder. "Not on the first date, and definitely not with you." You slapped him across the face. A collection of murmurs flooded the room as you walked out. You noticed the smiles and nods people gave you, and the glares that were sent towards Jackson. Scott and Stiles stood outside.
You all climbed in to Stiles' jeep, saying nothing.
The ride was quiet. You sat in the back by yourself.
"Stiles?" You said. It was more of a whisper.
"Yeah, (y/n)?"
"Thank you."
He nodded. That's all that was needed between you two.
Stiles pulled into the driveway and hopped out. "I'm hungry." He said, walking towards the door. You climbed out of the car and watched Scott as he closed his door.
"Hey." You said. He turned around and looked at you, a smile playing across his lips.
"Hey."
"I wanted to thank you. For what you did. That was really sweet." You walked closer to him.
"He deserved it. And you deserve much better than him."
You stared at Scott. The moonlight danced across his eyes as they sparkled, catching the light differently every time he moved. He really was handsome. You smiled, unable to stop yourself. You felt the heat rise to your cheeks, happy that it was night and he probably couldn't see the blush.
"You know... I'm still a werewolf."
You nodded. "And...?"
"And... I can hear how fast your heart is beating right now."
You stopped, dead in your tracks. A second ago, you would have said this night couldn't have gotten worse. You were wrong.
"I... Sorry. I'm sorry." You turned to walk away when you felt a strong hand wrap around yours and pull you back to him.
"You have nothing to be sorry for." He said before he planted his lips against yours. You were shocked at first, but quickly pulled yourself together. You kissed him back, putting one hand on his cheek. You deepened the kiss as a soft moan came from Scott. You stepped back, a smile spreading across your face. You looked at Scott. He had a similar smile on his face.
"That was..." You began.
"Yeah." Scott nodded. "Amazing." He finished for you.
"(Y/n!)" you heard Stiles call your name. You gave Scott another smile and turned to walk inside. He followed closely behind you, most likely hanging out with Stiles tonight. You walked passed Stiles and headed for the stairs to go up to your room when you heard Stiles whisper to Scott, "I approve." You couldn't help but smile even more.
"Thanks, Stiles."
You turned around at the top of the steps and saw Scott and Stiles walk into the kitchen to find food. You smiled.
Maybe this could work out after all.