Teen Wolf Imagines

Scott McCall ( got a shot )

Her hand brushes against Stiles' shoulder as a loud laugh comes out of him. Scott grips his lunch tray in his hands, taking a seat next to her. She completely ignores him.

Stiles grins, waving at him, "Hey Scott! What's up?" No wonder she likes him; Stiles is so outgoing and happy. Unlike Scott; who is quiet and extremely awkward. Especially when it comes to her. "Me and Y/N were just talking about the Halloween party-"

"It's Y/N and I. Not me and Y/N." he mutters, pushing his glasses up.

Closing his mouth, Stiles glances at his almost empty tray, picking up the apple with a sigh. "Anyway...we were thinking maybe you would like to come?" she asks, looking back at Stiles then at him. Her hand rests on Stiles' upper arm, making Scott's body tense.

He blinks a few times, playing with his hands, "Uh... Yeah! I mean, I guess..." he beams, taking a bite of his sandwich. Her face lights up; a smile spread across it, making him smile too.

Stiles gets up, taking his tray, "I'm gonna go dump this out, okay babe?" he says, pressing a small kiss to her cheek; she nods. Now his blood is boiling; just because of that one word.

Scott turns towards her, trying to keep his cool. "So...babe? Are you two, um, together?" he questions as she coughs up her drink. She shakes her head, laughing a little. "No?" he breathes out, cracking a smile, "Good. Great!" he grins, running a hand through his hair.

She raises an eyebrow, "Great?"

He bites his lip, "No...I mean yes...ugh." he smacks his forehead, "I just- I like you, okay?!" he mutters, eyeing behind her sadly.

"Good. I like you too..." she giggles.