Stiles Stilinski Imagines

Pankcakes

"I don't understand how you're not excited about this!" Stiles sighed at Scott who glanced at the others when they twisted in their seats to see him.

"Who is this girl, I mean, I know he's being going on about her for like a week but all I got was cute pancakes?" Liam asked and Mason hummed in agreement.

"She's our best friend, left town a few days before I was turned." Scott groaned, still half asleep despite the coffee Stiles had almost drowned him in.

"Do you understand how big this is, one (Y/N)'s coming back and two she's the first non-supernatural creature to move here since Peter turned you." Stiles babbled along and Malia rolled her eyes, grateful that the bus to the airport had stopped.

Stiles pulled a huge cardboard pancake with your name out of his backpack and everyone took a few steps away from him. You spotted Scott first and waved to him as you hurried over.

"Oh my God Stiles you have hair!" You gasped as you saw him for the first time since you left and everyone burst into laughter.

"Yeah I grew it out I guess." He grinned sheepishly and handed you the pancake sign. "Ok so I know you have to go to the office to get your school stuff and then meet your family so... I picked up your paper work and your family is giving us a lift back after lunch so we have to go meet them."

"He's been planning this for weeks." Scott sighed. And the group helped grab you bags as they rushed to meet your family.

"(Y/N)!" Lydia waved at you and you waved back a little awkwardly.

"Why does Lydia Martin know who I am?" You asked and Stiles shrugged.

"Stuffs happened, things changed." Was his answer so you just went with it.

"Stilinski, I got the syrup." You called and waved at John as you hurried to the kitchen where you found Stiles covered in a fine dust of flower with pancake batter splashed up one cheek and stuck in the ends of his hair like he'd run his hands through his hair.

"Ok cool pancakes are nearly ready." He mumbled and added to the pile next to him.

"I got lemon juice to." You smiled and stopped next to him, spooning in another load of butter.

"Why would I put lemon on my pancakes?" Stiles asked and pulled away frowning when you used the batter to make a thin pancake and carefully flipped it.

"English thing I guess, you don't do sugar and lemon?" You asked and made him up the pancake which he bit into rather than taking it from your hands.

"It's good but it'd taste bad with the bacon." Stiles pointed to a pan of bacon that was sizzling at the back of the hob.

"You don't eat it with bacon." You rolled your eyes and hopped up onto the counter.

"Well don't you worry Stiles will get your pancakes right." He winked at you as you giggled waving at Scott who finished the lemon pancake and scrunched up his nose.

"What'd you do forget the bacon?" Scott mumbled and dumped a few boxes of fruit on the side.