When... (Dylan O'Brien Character Imagines)

stiles when... (stranger things)

Stiles when he stays the night with you after monster hunting

You let the hot water pour down on your petrified body, the images of the faceless monster with fangs haunting your thoughts everytime you closed your eyes. Two minutes in that place made your skin shiver, you couldn't imagine your best friend, Barb, trapped in there for three whole days.

With a sigh and a few tears slipping down your cheeks, you shut off the water and stepped out of the shower wrapping yourself in a towel. You brushed through you hair and remembered the boy that was just across the hallway, Stiles Stilinski.

After his brother went mysteriously missing one night and finding the picture of Barb he took before she disappeared the two of you had become an unlikely team, seeing as though you were the only ones who believed in the horrid monster.

You slipped on your pajamas and dried your hair with a towel before stepping outside your bedroom taking a deep sigh, and opening the door to reveal the boy rolling a blanket on the floor.

He looked up carefully as you locked the door, knowing the events from tonight had shaken you pretty badly.

"Better?"

You nodded your head slightly, clutching you arms at your sides.

"Yeah" Was all that left your lips.

Stiles wanted nothing more than to take a picture of you with his old worn out camera at that very moment. He had never seen eyes filled with so much fear, and so much beauty at the same time. He wanted to remember those eyes.

"Is this okay? I found it in the closet" He said standing from the blanket.

You looked between him and the fixed blanket on the floor. You never imaged Stiles Stilinski would one day be sleeping on your floor.

"I can go home. I-I just figured-"

"Yeah, no I.." You looked down at the floor beneath you, "I don't wanna be alone" You gazed up at him and he looked at you with apologizing eyes.

"Do you?" You asked noticing his hesitant state. "No. I-uh no" He looked back up at you with the same eyes.

"Don't look at me like that" You suddenly snapped at him. "Like what?" He defended but still remained calm. "Like I'm this fragile piece of glass that's been broken"

"Y/N you were almost killed tonight you don't have to be so tough all the time-"

"I'm not tough! Yes, I saw things that will haunt my dreams. Yes, I saw things that will stay with my the rest of my life. Yes, every time I close my eyes I will see those things. But I promise you I'm going to be fine just like Barb and Will when we go back and save them" 

You no longer feared of the devilish monster, you were filled with indignation and hatred. But maybe deep down you were still afraid.

"You're saying you want to go back out there? You want to go back and risk your life again?" 

"Yes. That's exactly what I'm saying" You clutched your arms closer together. "No Y/N I can't let you do that again"

"Why not!"

"Because I like you!"

Never in a million years did you think Stiles Stilinski would be the one to fall in love with you. Not at a time like this.

"I like you okay? I've liked you ever since the first grade when I saw you wear those pigtails on the first day of school. Then once I actually got to know you I-I just, I fell in love with you okay?" 

No words came out of your mouth. You tried to find something, anything, to say. But now this just made you more terrified.

"Let's just go to sleep okay"

You climbed into your bed sheets and Stiles sighed and cursed to himself as he laid down on the blanket.

You felt stupid and regretful about blowing him off, especially without saying anything about it.

"Could you just come up here?" You hadn't even realized what you said before Stiles came to his feet. "Yeah, sure"

He laid down beside you and placed a gun under the pillow.

"Did you want the lights on or-" "On" You cut him off.

After a moment or two of silence you didn't know if he was still awake, but you didn't care. After all this time you realized how caring he's been to you, you admired him for it. With his brother missing and everything in his life he managed to stay with you, to protect you.  

"Stiles?"

"Yeah" He answered.

"I think," you whispered, "I think I like you too"

And for a split second you forgot about the monster and Will and Barbara. You could only think about the boy beside you.

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a/n: i'm kinda obsessed with stranger things rn so i thought this au would be cool. let me know if i should do more