teen wolf preferences and imagines

Stiles x Reader

"I don't know what the fuck I'm doing." Stiles exclaims as he falls backwards onto his best friend's bed. "Why is this so stressful?"

"Calm down, Stiles." says Scott as he sits down on the bed with Stiles. "It's your third date, you already know that (Y/N) likes you." Stiles sighs, sitting up and looking Scott in the face.

"I know, but it's like every time I look at her..." Stiles drifts off into thought as he thinks about your face. "I-I-I don't know, I just lose all of my courage and I forget everything that I want to say."

"Dude, you are crushing on her so much." Scott smirks, rolling his eyes. "Just chill for a second." Stiles nods, inhaling deeply as he stands up.

"I gotta go and pick (Y/N) up. Wish me luck." he says before grabbing his jacket and getting ready to leave Scott's room.

"You got this, bro. Just stay calm." Scott states as his best friend leaves his bedroom.

"Okay, Stiles, you've got this." he whispers to himself as he tries to bump up his courage before exiting his Jeep and walking up to your front door. It baffled him how one girl could leave him so helpless and at a loss for words, but it seemed that you did that to him. It confused him as well as to how he was able to get you to go on not one, but two dates with him. All of these thoughts are rushing through Stiles' head as he rings your doorbell, smoothing out his flannel as he waits anxiously.

"Hey, Stiles," you say as you open the door, and Stiles is frozen looking at your beauty. You were just wearing a simple t-shirt and some jeans with your dreads up in a bun, but you had him hypnotized.

"Uh, hey, (Y/N)." he stutters. "Are you ready to go?" You nod, and Stiles extends his hand in a joking manner, evoking a chuckle from you.

"You're such a goofball, Stilinski," you giggle as you place your hand into his and walk down towards his car.

Stiles pulls up right by the Beacon Hills Diner before parking the car. The two of you exit his Jeep before walking into the diner, holding hands.

"This place has the best curly fries, I swear," Stiles says as the two of you sit down in a booth and look at the menu. "I'm mean, unless you don't like curly fries, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with that, I won't judge you at all and-"

"Stiles!" you whisper yell, slightly scaring the boy. "Calm the fuck down, I love curly fries." The frantic look on his face quickly turns to one of glee as relief floods through his body.

"Oh ok, sorry bout that." he says as his face burns a vibrant red and he looks down at the table.

The rest of dinner turns out quite well and Stiles' nerves finally wear away later in the date. The two of you have conversations about everything ranging from school and annoying people in your class to the strange animal attacks that had been going on around Beacon Hills (although Stiles seemed to know more about that then he was letting on). The night ended with the two of you grabbing ice cream, laughter filling the air before you both got back into the Jeep and he drove you back home.

"That was a lot of fun," you say to Stiles as he pulls up in front of your house.

"Yeah," he replies, newfound confidence in his voice. "Maybe we can do it for a fourth time soon?" He wiggles his eyebrows back and forth, making you laugh.

"Of course," you assert, looking straight into Stiles' warm brown orbs. "You know," you say suggestively, grabbing his hands, "It's kind of weird that we've been on three dates already and haven't kissed yet." Stiles stares at you, clearly trying to say something but his voice is failing him, all of his courage suddenly disappearing. You laugh as his face grows bright red.

"I-I'm sorry that I'm so awkward, it's just that you make me so nervous, I mean, you're just so beautiful, and I'm just me, you could do so much better and-" You cut off his nervous tirade by grabbing his cheeks and pulling his face into yours, merging your lips together. The two of you continue to kiss for a few more moments before you pull away.

"Don't say shit like that, Stilinski." you declare, still holding his face. "I like you just the way you are, with your 'awkward' tendencies and all." You gently press your lips onto his for a brief moment before pulling away. "I had a really great time, and I would love to go on a fourth date with you." You then leave the vehicle, leaving your spell on Stiles. As soon as Stiles thinks that you can't hear him anymore, he hollers in joy, pumping his fists.

"I can still hear you, Stilinski!" you yell over your shoulder, resulting in him immediately stopping and trying to act as cool as possible. You chuckle and shake your head as you walk through the front door, thinking about how much of a dork your crush actually was.