Dylan O'Brien+ Stiles Stilinski Imagines

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It was a full moon, I couldn't control it anymore I was going to go insane if I sat in these chains any longer, I needed to do something, rip something open, the closest thing was my boyfriend, Stiles.

"Stiles, i-I'm going to rip you open!" I screamed at him angrily.

"No, you're not." He said, I could tell he was scared which satisfied me even more.

"Yes, I am." I said again pulling at the leather around my fists, I could hear it tearing, so I kept tugging my wrists forward and back as hard as I could.

"Y/n, you're going to be fine, you're not going to hurt anyone." He said getting closer to me.

I reached my hands out trying to grip him, trying to rip him up, finally the leather broke and my hands were released, he jumped back away from my flying claws.

Then all of a sudden my chains were off and I was spring forward into his arms, he grabbed me, I wanted to hurt him, but I couldn't bring myself to do it, I could tell he was getting ready as I lifted my hands into the air, but I stopped.

I stood there for a second before pushing my nails into my hands, blood dripping down my palms and onto my wrists, then my claws and fangs retracted, and I was pushing my lips to Stiles's.

When I pulled away, Stiles looked surprised, I was stunned by how I was able to control myself, but Stiles continued to stare at me.

"What?" I asked quietly.

"Your eyes, they're so beautiful." He answered and I started to blush.

"Thank you." I said and he questioned for what.

"For not leaving me, or acting afraid around me even though I know you're terrified when I'm like this, for being here when I need you the most, for being you." I said and he pushed his lips to mine.

He grabbed the back of my neck pulling me closer, it sent shivers down my spine, I liked it, I liked him, actually I think I'm in love with him.