'Teen Wolf' Imagines

Favorite Couple (Brett x Reader)

Author's Note: A reader requested Brett and the reader have a relationship like Girl Meets World's Maya and Lucas, but they actually have feelings for one another without the other knowing. I really struggled coming up with an idea for this. I changed things and decided to have the cast of GMW be the pack since we don't know Brett's pack at Devenford Prep. I hope you like it.

"And one more thing before I end our morning announcements," the principal spoke through the intercom. "If you purchased a yearbook, they will be distributed sometime during this period. If you bought a yearbook and didn't receive it during your homeroom period, please see our yearbook teacher, Mr. Rod, in room 108. That is all. Have a great day students!"

"Brett?" Mrs. Cruz called out. "Can you please help me with the box?"

"Sure thing, ma'am," Brett got up from his desk and effortlessly lifted the heavy box beside Mrs. Cruz desk. Our English teacher looked at him in disbelief as if he lifted a big box filled with yearbooks like he's picking up a feather. If she only knew about his werewolf strength.

"Please come up and get your yearbook when I call your name," Mrs. Cruz instructed.

When Brett sat back in his desk next to mine, I looked over to the other desk next to me and saw Sabrina repeatedly drumming her fingers on her desk as she bit her nails on her other hand. I furrowed my eyebrows, as her chemosignals were reeking with anxiety. "Sabrina, are you okay?"

"No," her leg began to bounce up and down. "I'm scared to see what our class voted me as. What if they labeled me as most likely to fail after high school? Or 'geekiest nerd'? Is that even the proper way to say it?" She asked, starting to doubt herself.

I sighed. "Sabrina, you are one of the smartest girls in our class. Hell, you're in the Top 10 percent of our class! There is no way you'll fail after high school."

"And if anyone calls you a nerd, tell me and I'll kick their ass," Brett added.

"See? We have your back. Don't let what our classmates label you as, define you. You're an amazing person."

"I got your back." Brett smiled at Sabrina before he looked back at me, "if someone calls you a geek or a nerd, you're on your own," he teased as he ruffled my hair.

I slapped his hand away from my hair before I rolled my eyes at him. "Like I need you to come to my rescue. I can defend myself."

"You two are so cute," Sabrina giggled. "When are you two finally going to get together?"

I tried not to react to her question. It's a question we often get, I know I did. The truth is Brett is my best friend, and I'm in love with him, but he never showed any interest in me other than a best friend. So I kept my feelings to myself.

"We're just best friends, Sabrina," I said as I noticed Brett shifting uncomfortably in his desk from the corner of my eye.

"Well, would you look at that!" Peyton exclaimed from the back of the classroom, grabbing everyone's attention. "This year's favorite couple is Brett and Y/N." My eyes widened as my heart dropped.

Why would our classmates vote us Favorite Couple if we're not a couple? I thought to myself.

"That's impossible," I stood up quickly from my seat and rushed to Peyton's desk. I yanked the yearbook out of his hands, completely ignoring his "hey!" remark and looked at the page. Sure enough, on the bottom right side of the page was a heart shaped photo of Brett and I facing each other with huge smiles on our faces. I had just hugged him for making the winning goal on his last lacrosse game. We did look like a couple in the photo. Anyone who didn't know would assume we were. Maybe that's why people always asked us if we're together.