'Teen Wolf' Imagines

Deputy's Girl (Jordan x Reader)

Y/N was standing in the middle of her living room in a sparkly silver dress, matching high heels that showed off her tone legs. Curls hung nicely down to the middle of her back with only a touch of make-up, making her face look fresh and natural. The living room was filled with people she knew, family, friends, and cops, her dad's co-workers. Even though, Y/N and her brother, Stiles, were two years apart they had most of the same friends, as they were both a part of Scott's pack.

From where she was standing, she saw Allison sitting on Scott's lap on the recliner in the back corner of the living room. Near the fireplace, Stiles whispered something into Lydia's ear, making her blush as they held hands and stood close to each other. By the window stood a tall, lean man with his back facing Y/N. She's rarely seen him in other clothes besides his uniform, but she knew by the figure, the short dirty blonde hair, and that bubble butt she'd recognize from anywhere. It was her secret boyfriend, Deputy Jordan Parrish.

Liam reached Y/N with two cups in his hands, giving her one of the cups, "Admiring the butt again, are we?"

Y/N laughed. "You know me too well, Dunbar."

"It's a good thing he's not a wolf and can hear your," Liam shook his head with a smile on his face. "I got you a Sprite. I don't want to get you the good stuff considering this is your house and you're dad is here."

"Aww," Y/N whined. "What's a New Year's Eve party without a little fun juice? I can't kiss my boyfriend at midnight, so a little alcohol can cure the pain."

"Your boyfriend also happens to be a cop. I'm sure he would disapprove of you drinking as well," Liam took a sip of his coke. "Besides, when are you going to tell your dad? It's been a few months already. Don't you think it's time already?"

"You're right," she grabbed a glass of champagne from a waiter who walked by. She chugged the cold drink and handed the empty glass to Liam. "Wish me good luck," she walked away from Liam and towards her father who was in the foyer.

"Dead girl walking." Liam mumbled.

Sheriff Stilinski had an arm around Melissa's waist, talking to a couple and laughing about something Y/N thought only they would find funny. You can do this, she thought to herself. Dad will totally understand. At least I hope so.

Y/N smiled as she approached her father and his girlfriend. "You two are the cutest thing ever."

"Thank you, honey." Her dad smiled.

"I'm so glad we picked out that dress. It looks so great on you," Melissa added.

"It's almost midnight," Y/N noticed.

"Honey, I really wish you had brought someone," sympathy wavered in her father's voice.

"Well," she lingered. "Honestly I've been seeing someone, dad. I just didn't want to bring him because I didn't know how you would take it."

"That's great!" He yelled with excitement. "I'm so glad you're seeing someone. You're a senior. It's your last year of high school, and you deserve to fall in love, and have a high school sweetheart."

"How much have you had to drink?" she eyed him closely.

Melissa laughed. "He's only had two beers."

"I'm fine. Honey, why didn't you invite him? Call him up! I mean he won't make it in time for midnight but he can still come over for a little bit," her father smiled.

Y/N eyes narrowed at her father, wondering if he's serious. "Are you sure?"

"Yes!" He said eagerly. "Call him up! I want to meet this boy."