Imagines ⌲ Stilinski

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Y/N lays on the roof of her house with Stiles, his chest acting as a pillow as she lays her head gently on his torso. Her arms are wrapped gently around his waist and his arms are draped over her shoulders, keeping her close against him as she listens to the soft, rhythmic thumping of his heartbeat.

"I have a question," He whispers, his fingers gently tangling into her hair. She hums in response, raising her eyebrows. "If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?" He murmurs, his nose gently pressing against the top of her head. She bites her lip, humming softly in thought.

"That's a hard one..." She murmurs, her fingers tracing soft patterns on his chest as she thinks. "I'd say New York. I've always wanted to see the Statue of Liberty, go skating at Rockefeller Center, have a picnic in Central Park," She continues on, shrugging a bit. Stiles smiles, pressing a kiss to the tip of her ear.

"That sounds really cool," He whispers against her soft skin.

"Yeah?" She hums, inhaling his sweet scent. "Does that mean I get to take you with me if I go?" She whispers, pressing her lips to his shoulder.

"I would love that. Maybe we can take Scott and everyone, be like the Friends gang." He giggles, nuzzling his nose into her hair. She grins, moving her head to press her lips against his jaw.

"You can be the Chandler to my Monica," She laughs softly. "I mean, you're sarcastic enough to be Chandler, so," She teases, earning a deadpan look from her boyfriend which causes her to laugh. "Oh, come on, that was funny," She giggles.

"Does that make you a total neat freak?" He teases, looking down at her with a smirk.

"Um, duh. I already am a neat freak, smart one." She says as if it's the obvious thing in the world. Stiles snorts, rolling his eyes.

"Oh, ha-ha, you're hilarious." He chuckles, his fingers gently brushing through her soft hair. "Y/N?" He whispers.

"Yeah, lovey?" She hums, her fingers softly gripping the soft fabric of his tee shirt.

"I love you. So much.." He whispers.

"I love you too, Batman." She grins into his shirt, kissing his chest softly. His grin widens and he giggles into her hair.

"Does that make you Robin?" He asks. Y/N snorts, looking up at him.

"The hell I'm Robin, I'm Catwoman, dammit." She teases. He laughs, tipping his head back.

"That's my girl..." He whispers, kissing her nose softly. She smiles, hugging his waist to keep him close.

"I love you, Stilinski."

"I love you more. So much more than you know."

A/N~ Is it wrong to get feels from your own writing? Because thinking about Stiles saying "that's my girl" to me gives me the biggest effing heartache ever. xD Hope you guys liked it! Don't forget, I am taking requests! Please feel free to send some in! I love you guys! -Hayden <3