teen wolf imagines & preferences

You + Me = Prom? | Stiles Imagine

'Hey {y/n}?' A voice said from your left.

'Yup?' You said not looking up, you were too busy copying down the calculus notes your teacher had just given you.

'I was wondering if you could help me with math after school? I'm having a bit of trouble?' The voice said again. You looked up. It was Stiles.

'Sure but I thought you were like a genius or something?' You asked raising an eyebrow.

'Yeah well, even geniuses need help sometime.' He said turning back to what he was doing. But before he turned you were sure you saw a hint of red on his cheeks, like he was blushing.

That threw you off course for the rest of the lesson, you never finished those calculus notes because you were too busy day dreaming scenarios in your head you knew weren't going to happen.

'{y/n}.' You told yourself, 'He just wants help with math, what's so weird about that?'

You couldn't help but think that the blushing meant something too but it was kinda hot in the classroom so you didn't delve too deep into that. I mean you were probably looking a little flustered at that moment in time.

The end of the day finally came, you'd arranged to meet Stiles at your locker and then go to his house. Sure enough you saw the brown-haired boy walking down the corridor with his hands in his black jeans pockets.

'Hey,' You said when he got within hearing distance of you. 'You ready?'

'I sure am!' He grinned and you waited for him to catch up, then you walked to the schools entrance where you saw Stiles' old blue jeep parked.

'I hope you don't mind a ride in Roscoe?' Stiles says digging in his pockets for what you suspected were the car keys.

'Roscoe?' You questioned.

'Oh, oh yeah, my jeep, it's called Roscoe...' Stiles trailed off looking at the ground.

'Oh! That's cute! And sure I don't mind.' You smiled at the thought of the boy sitting contemplating the name of his jeep until he finally settled on the name, Roscoe.

'You think?' He instantly perked up, again a red tint to his cheeks. Then he unlocked the car and you climbed in.

Apparently, since you'd never been before, the drive from Beacon Hills High School to the Stilinski household was a short one, maybe 5 minutes.

When you reached the front door of Stiles' house you politely Waited for him to unlock the door and show you to were you'd be studying. You hoped he'd understood today's notes because you hadn't exactly finished them and were hoping to copy them from him.

'Okay, eh where do you want to study?' He asks you, scratching his neck almost nervously.

'I don't mind, it's your house.' You laughed and a massive grin spread over the boy's face and then disappeared off again as he thought.

'Would my room be okay? I mean it's not the tidiest and I have a desk and stuff...' He said.

'Yeah sure!' You said trying to lift the mood, Stiles seemed off today, not the usual class clown you were used to.

Stiles showed you to his room and you sat down on his neatly made bed and pulled out your math stuff.

'So what was it you needed help with?' You asked to the boy who had come and say down next to you.

'Actually, I was hoping to show you this new formula I found..' He said and stood up to get what looked like an old math notebook off his desk. You were confused. New formula? You thought he needed help, not him helping you?

'Eh yeah here..' He said sheepishly handing you the notebook and opening it to the right page.

Written across the page in what you could tell was Stiles' attempt at neat handwriting were the words:

'You + Me = Prom'

You gasped at the sweetness of this whole situation. The dorky Stiles from your math class had just asked you to prom. You weren't even planning on going, who needs boys? You had told yourself. But this changed everything.

'Yes! This formula seems correct.' You said and looked up at Stiles who was grinning down at you.

'So I'll take that as a yes then?' He asked.

'Yes! Obviously!' You said now grinning about the same amount as Stiles.

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sorry this is kinda cheesy! I got the idea off tumblr...

I hope you liked it anyways!

- Jasmine x