'Teen Wolf' Imagines

Mates (Brett x Reader)

Age 6 – Elementary

It was a good day. No, it was a great day for a couple of innocent kids playing outside in the front yard, throwing a lacrosse ball back and forth. It was their first year in little league lacrosse, and they were surprisingly good at it for a pair of kids who never played the sport before. Part of it was the constant practice they had with each other before and after their practice with the team.

Like right now, Brett and Liam were playing in Brett's front yard. They had been playing for about 20 minutes, just running around, pretending they're playing a real game with their imaginary friends, and passing the ball towards each other. Liam threw the ball to Brett because he was about to get tackled by Cowboy Dyno, Liam's imaginary purple elephant friend. Brett missed the ball as his eyes followed a moving van pulling up to the front of the house next door.

The ball hit Brett on the back of his right leg, but he didn't even feel it. He was too distracted by the moving van.

"Duuuude!" Liam exaggerated. "You missed the ball!"

"Finally!" Brett cheered as he completely ignored Liam's comment. "Some new neighbors!"

Liam walked up to stand next to Brett. "Do you think it's a boy? Someone we can play with?"

"I hope its Tommy. At practice he said they were moving to a new house." Brett said as he watched another car pull up to the drive away. Together, Liam and Brett saw a man get out of the moving van, obviously the man of the household. His wife got out of the silver Honda Pilot and helped unbuckled a little girl from the back seat.

"Aww, man!" Liam whined. "It's a girl."

"So?"

"She has cooties." Liam said with so much disgust in his voice.

The little blonde haired girl in pigtails with perfect curls, which bounced with each step she took, started grabbing the light stuff to carry into her new house. Brett ran across his yard and into the one next door, Liam followed trailing behind. The girl stopped in her tracks and smiled at the boys in front of her.

"Hi! I'm Brett and this is Liam!" Brett pointed at Liam, who gave the girl a weak smile and wave, obviously not as excited about her arrival as Brett is. "Do you need some help?"

Brett noticed her cheeky smile. "Hi-ya! I'm Y/N. Maybe after you help me, we can play whatever you're playing!"

"We're playing lacrosse," Liam said. "And you can't play if you have cooties."

"I don't have anymore cooties than you do, Liam."

Brett laughed at her comeback. She was funny, he thought. I like her.

Age 13 – Middle School

Since the day Y/N moved in next-door, Brett and Y/N grew up together, hung out every day and any chance they had, which made them inseparable, like peanut butter and jelly in a sandwich. Wherever one went, the other one came along. Their mothers were already getting the crazy idea of the two of them getting married someday, but Brett and Y/N didn't see each other that way, at least not yet. They were best friends who were always there for each other and told each other everything. And right now Brett was about to tell her his biggest secret, and he wasn't exactly sure how she was going to take it.

Brett leaned against the lockers as Y/N put away her notebook and pulled out the stuff she needed for their next class together. "What do you think about," Brett lowered his voice for the next word, "werewolves?" He eyed her carefully, ready to analyze her reaction and response.

Y/N closed her locker door shut. "I think they're kind of cool." A smirk was forming at the corner of Brett's mouth. "But they're ugly as hell." Brett's face fell at her choice of words. "Why?" Her right eyebrow lifted.