Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Stiles Stilinski x Reader

"Stiles? Stiles, what's going on?" You ask when you see him standing in front if his locker. "You've been ignoring me the whole day!" "What? That's not true!" "Then why do you always walk away when you see me coming towards you?" You confront him. "God. (Y/N), it's nothing okay? Just go back to Scotty, the one and only, the true alpha!" All of a Sudden Stiles speaks up a little with disappointment and anger in his voice. Angrily he shuts his locker and walks away. "Stiles!" You call out for him. Unexpectedly  Scott appears next to you. "What's going on with you guys? You two never argue." "Guess that changed now. He's angry at me although I don't even know why!" Your voice turns into a whisper and your eyes get watery. "Noo, come on. Don't cry please." Scott pulls you into a hug. "I'm sure he didn't mean it. He probably just got out of the wrong side of the bed." He tries to comfort you.  You succeed at holding back the tears and just part from Scott. "Yeah, probably." You whisper and give him a weak smile. After school you walk past Stiles' jeep and home. Usually he takes you home. On your way you think about how stupid this situation actually is and decide that you have to talk to him. Just a few minutes after you come home you already leave again and make your way through the streets of Beacon Hills. When you arrive at Stiles' house you immediately spot his old jeep. You are just about to ring the doorbell when the door suddenly opens. "(Y/N)..." The voice of your boyfriend appears in front of you. "Stiles, guess we have to talk." You say. He signifies you to come in and as you do so he closes the door behind you. "Stiles. Do you even know what's killing me right now? That I don't know what I've done wrong!" "(Y/N), I'm sorry." Stiles says while walking towards you. "It's just..." "What? Tell me. Because I'd love to know what I've done wrong!" "You...You're always around Scott the last few days and..." Now everything gets clear. Now you know what's going on. Instantly you start to grin. "What?" Stiles asks with a questioning face. Slowly you intertwine your fingers with his and look at him, your face only inches away from his.
"I love you Stiles Stilinski." Is the only thing you answer chuckling. "What? I, I thought you would be mad at me." "Little Stiles was jealooous." You state grinning. "I wasn't...Well maybe a bit." "Stiles, I thought you'd know that I'd never leave you. For anyone. Not Scott, not Isaac not some random guy." "I'm sorry (Y/N). So sorry. I'm a jerk." "Well maybe, if you look at me with that cute, handsome face and those brown eyes, I'll forgive you. Oooh! And I want a kiss!" You state self confident. Stiles looks at you with puppy dogs eyes before kissing you passionately. All of a Sudden his lips slowly wander down stopping at your neck. "Stiles, what are you doing?" You giggle. "I decided to not leave it at only one kiss." He whispers in your ear. You let out a long breath before inhaling sharply.
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