Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Stiles Stilinski x Reader

"No Stiles!" "Please! Come on! It's only for one night! I don't wanna be alone okay? I watched that terrifying horror movie last night! And my dad isn't at home either!" "Why do you watch such movies alone when you know that you'll be afraid after it?" You shut your locker sighing. "Stiles look. It's not that I don't want you in my house. It's just that my dad will control us like hell. Those typical dad things. That's why we're always at your house and not mine." You slowly wrap your arms around him. "Although...wait a sec. I think my dad isn't even at home. My mum is but she doesn't care. I'll text her." "(Y/N). You are the best!" He kisses you a little roughly before you call your mom. "She says she won't come home till 11 PM anyways, so that's a yes." "You're a wuss by the way." You add quickly while parting from him and starting to walk through the hallway on your way to exit the building. "H-hey! Oh come on! You wouldn't want to be alone too!" He quickly follows you before you two exit the building and get in his car. Stiles parks the car in front of your house. "Wait here. I gotta clean my room a little first." "You don't have to." He chuckles. You walk into your room when he suddenly appears behind you. "Stiles! I told you to wait! I don't want you to be in this mess." You laugh. "And I never said I would wait." He kisses you and sits down on your bed. Sighing you turn on some music and start putting away clothes and stuff. "Just come here you don't need to clean up." Sighing he still sits on the edge of your bed. "I do." "Nope." "Yes." You say calmy. "Nope." When you walk past him he gets hold of your wrist and pulls you back. Slowly he pulls you down onto his lap causing you to straddle him. "Stiles what are you doing?" You ask chuckling. "Convincing my girlfriend that she does not have to clean up now and instead could do something with her boyfriend. Because her boyfriend is bored." He pulls you closer while you put your hands around his neck smiling. His head moves towards yours and he captures your lips with his. "Is that your way of convincing me? 'Cause that, my cute goofball, is unfair."
"Is it? I think you just know exactly that I'll convince you with that and you'll give in. " "Stiles?" "Yeah?" "I love you, you goofball." You bring your lips together smiling into it.
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