teen wolf preferences and imagines

stiles x reader

  "How long have we been doing this for?"

"Almost two hours."

"Are you serious?!"

Ever since Stiles had been given the large Lego Death Star for his birthday he had insisted that he build it - with a little help of course. And with everyone else being busy the only person that was available was (Y/N). Which wasn't so bad. They had been friends for a rather long time and, if they weren't attempting to build a Death Star, they would most likely be watching some movies.

"We're halfway through it anyway." Stiles reassures.

"I'm so hungry," (Y/N) complains, adding another piece to the model. "Can we order some pizza?"

"I'm getting pretty hungry as well," Stiles adds one more piece before retrieving his phone from his desk. "What do you want?"

"Just a plain cheese pizza."

"Boooriiing." He sings but orders it for her anyway, along with a pizza for himself.

It doesn't take long for them to arrive, nor does it take them long to feel full and leave several pizzas in the boxes. Neither of them returned to building the Death Star and, instead, decided to taking a nap was a better and easier task.