Stiles Stilinski Imagines

Coming Home

"They're going to be so excited to see us!" Stiles grinned as he saw the Beacon Hills welcome sign.

"Stiles we drive down for every holiday and long weekend." Scott chuckled as he finished texting you.

"Yeah well someone's got to help Dad keep (Y/N) in check." Stiles grumbled. "Dad caught her in the woods with Liam, apparently they lost Mason, I mean what kid sneaks around in the woods in the middle of the night!"

"Us... like all the time, pretty much for the last few years..." Scott muttered making Stiles glare at him before turning back to the road.

"She shouldn't be doing it." Stiles huffed.

"She was with a werewolf." Scott pointed out but your brother just shook his head and pulled up outside the police station.

"Hey guys." Stiles called out as they wondered through to the back rooms and found your Dad sat staring at a burger.

"Hello boys, did you have a good trip down?" John smiled and they nodded.

"Yeah it was alright... Dad why is your burger leaking green stuff?" Stiles couldn't help but stare as it oozed out and onto the plate.

"Your sister is planning on being a chef." John sighed reluctantly.

"(Y/N) can't cook." Scott said without thinking.

"Yeah last time she cooked all the werewolves got sick which is impressive because it was just ordinary food in the recipe." Stiles chuckled.

Both boys watched in fascinated horror as your father bit into the burger and winced, slowly chewing and swallowing before deciding to set the burger down.

"You have to tell her to stop cooking." John muttered.

"Why me?" Stiles asked.

"Because as her older brother it's your job to crush her dreams, plus you don't live with us anymore so I won't have to put up with her ignoring me." John sighed.

"Where is the monster anyway?" Stiles asked as he sat down.

"I have no idea, last I knew she wasn't talking to Liam... or Liam wasn't talking to Mason, something about Malia." You father gave up muttering when he turned back to the paper work in front of him.

"Well we'll go find her." Stiles grumbled.

When they finally tracked you down you were in Malia's apartment, forcing Liam, Mason and Theo to eat food. When Theo went to tell you how it actually tasted Malia walked through the room, slapping the back of his head and hurrying to greet her Alpha.

"It's great." Mason mumbled.

"Best thing... I've ever eaten." Liam sounded like he was holding his breath but he grinned and you seemed to fall for it.

"Yeah, it's good." Theo grumbled.

Stiles groaned and pulled the food out of Mason's hands, he was pretty sure the wolves would survive you cooking but Mason wouldn't.

"It's awful and they're all lying to you." Stiles sighed and lent on the kitchen counter.

"But... including Dad and Parrish?" You asked.

"Yeah, you gave the wolves food poisoning last time you cooked... it took Deaton two days to make something to fix them up." Stiles hummed, rounding the counter and hugging you in an attempt to stop you feeling so bad.

"But I like cooking." You huffed against your brother's chest.

"How about I teach you before we go back, I can teach you how to make my scrambled eggs." Stiles wiggled a clean pan and you nodded.

"Yes real food!" Theo hummed.

"Hey, be nice to her." Stiles said as he jabbed a spoon in his direction