Liam Dunbar Imagines

Crush

Scott scowled when he saw you smile and wave at Mason and Liam who were both looking nervous. He knew that you helped Stiles with Malia and you made time to talk over everything that was going on with Kira and Lydia.

You even made sure Scott was doing ok, despite his insistence that as the pack's Alpha and your boyfriend he should be the one looking after you. He knew this was exactly the same thing that you were doing with Liam, he'd helped you research anger management methods.

His only problem with the relationship you had with Liam was the scent of lust that rolled off the young Beta. Stiles patted his hand on Scott's chest trying to draw the Alpha's attention off Liam who smiled nervously as you gave him a thumbs up and muttered good luck knowing the boy would hear you.

"Um... (Y/N)!" Malia said nervously as Scott hurtled towards you, hopping up the bleachers and catching your face in his hands.

"McCall get back on the field!" Coach yelled as Scott kissed you. Your eyes were wide when he pulled away and he chuckled when you saw his eyes were flickering between their doe brown and red making you panic and pull his head down slightly by his helmet that he'd just slid on.

"Good luck Captain." You giggle. He grinned and winked at you before bounding down the bleachers and catching the stick that Stiles threw to him.

"Hey (Y/N)." Liam yelled as he jogged after you.

"Hey Puppy what's up?" You ask light heartedly.

"Oh um, I have class in the same part of the school as you so I figured I'd walk with you." Liam's cheeks flushed a little but he tried to remain calm at the prospect of spending the three-minute walk across the school ground with you.

"Well I have a free period so I'm heading to the library, I can drop you off." You joked making the boy flush.

"Yeah um ok." He muttered.

Liam waved as you left him at the door of his class and you headed to the library knowing Scott would be waiting for you. The werewolf practically tackled you as soon as he picked up on how close your heart beat was.

"Scott what're you doing?" You squeaked when the librarian scowled at his sudden movements. He rubbed his hands up your arms and nuzzled your neck while Stiles and Lydia stared at him with their mouths hung open.

"Scenting." He grumbled with a flash of red eyes. He began kissing your cheeks and the tip of your nose before letting you take his hand and lead him over to the table the others were sat at.

"Scenting as in covering me in your scent or is there something else to it?" You asked Scott curiously as you let Lydia tug your notebooks from your bag.

"His scent was on you and mine wasn't strong so I made sure you smelled like me." Scott explained as if it were completely normal to roll yourself against people.

"Ah the old Werewolf PDA, always awkward and always hard to explain." Stiles muttered.

"You did this wrong." Lydia muttered.

"Are you just ignoring the conversation or are you kind of sharing (Y/N)'s embarrassment?" Stiles asked curiously.

"Hey the last time Liam hugged her Scott dragged her into my bathroom and made out with her, I'm not getting growled at again." Lydia's answer had Stiles grinning at Scott who sighed and shook his head.

"I said sorry and I couldn't help myself, (Y/N)'s mine and I need to protect her." As soon as he said it he blushed and turned his attention to his books.

The four of you got through a large portion of work by the time the bell rang and a few minutes later Kira, Malia and Liam joined the group. Scott's eyes followed Liam as he sat opposite you so Lydia could help him with his work while Malia hugged you and rubbed her head against yours before sitting next to Stiles.

"See we can't help it!" Scott spluttered waving a hand between you and Malia who was frowning.

"What she needed more of my scent?" Malia look thoroughly confused but Stiles muttered something to her and she nodded as if she understood.

"I don't mind smelling like you." You hummed making Scott smile widely. "Unless you just played Lacrosse."

"I promise I'll only scent mark you when I'm not gross and sweaty." Scott muttered as he kissed you.

"How come I don't..." Liam stopped talking when the entire table glared at him and you smiled at him apologetically.