Teen Wolf's Liam Dunbar Fanfiction

Comfort.

Prompt: Can you do a Liam Dunbar imagine using the following sentences? So I guess I'm giving you prompts :p .'Maybe we could cuddle all day'. 'What's wrong with you? You look like a lost puppy'. .'Why are you wearing my boxers?'. .'I wanna watch Nemo'. .'God, your food is almost better than your kisses' – anon

Author's Note: Sorry it took me a while. I had to think of a way to combine all of these phrases, and I finally came up with something. I had to rephrase most of them though, I hope that is okay. They still have the same meaning though. (: Also, thanks for challenging me with this prompt. I haven't ever gotten one like this where I had to use a number of sentences. At first, I wasn't sure if you meant to use them in separate prompts, but then I just went with it and used them all.

Hope you like it, and hope you're having happy holidays! (:

Warning: family drama involved.

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Comfort.

(Y/N) sat in front of her window and stared out as the rain poured down. She followed each raindrop as it made a path down the glass, distracting her from the commotion going on downstairs. Her parents arguing had been happening more and more recently, each one getting a little louder than the last. It was always over petty things, like her father not being home enough or her mother's spending habits. No matter what they tell you, being a rich kid isn't all it's cracked up to be. Although this time, the arguing seemed to revolve around cheating.

"No wonder you're never home! I guess screwing your secretary is more important than your family!" Her mother yelled.

"Well, isn't that the pot calling the kettle black! You're the one who slept around with your supposedly best friend's husband!" Her father fired back.

Ouch. No wonder Ms. Martin never came around anymore... not to mention the divorce she went through. (Y/N) thought as the yelling echoed up the hallway and into her room. She closed her eyes with a sigh and rested her head against the window pane as she heard glass shatter, undoubtedly from her mom. Why can't you just get a divorce like them. Put everyone out of their misery.

"Well if you're so unhappy, then why don't you just leave?!" Her mother practically demanded.

"Why should I be the one to leave?! I paid for this dream house of yours!" Her father argued.

(Y/N) decided she'd had enough. She couldn't take it anymore. She slipped on her rain boots and coat, grabbed her purse and keys, and headed down the stairs. Making her way through the kitchen and to the garage, her parents didn't even notice her walk right past them as they continued their argument.

She slammed her car door as she heard yet another glass break. Taking a deep breath and slowly blowing it out, she tried to start her car, but got nothing. "What the hell?" (Y/N) asked the empty car. She turned the key again, and it still didn't start, but she realized the gas gage was on E. "Are you kidding me?!" She yelled, frustrated. She could have sworn that she had almost a full tank when she got home from school yesterday. Apparently one of her oh so responsible parents took her car and didn't fill it back up.

She sighed in frustration as she hit hear head on the headrest. After calming herself, she looked for a spare umbrella but came up empty. So she gathered her things, got out of the car, and headed for the side door that led to the driveway. She pulled up her hood and prepared herself for the rain. There was no way she could stay there another minute. So she began walking to the one place she knew she was always welcome.

Liam's House.

Half an hour later (Y/N) was knocking on the familiar red door, drenched from head to toe. Her teeth were chattering from freezing, her nose as red as Rudolf's, and no one would notice but her cheeks were stained from tears. All she wanted was for her boyfriend to hold her and tell her it was all going to be okay. She just wanted to forget about her parents for a while.