Scott McCall - Teen Wolf Imagines & Drabbles

Scott McCall - "How drunk was I?"

Triggerwarning: Underage drinking

You widened your eyes when you stared at the pictures on the website of your sorority. You recognized your clothes and maybe you vaguely recognized the color of your hair and eyes, but apart from that you had the feeling you were looking at a stranger.

"Do you want me to ask someone to take them down?" Scott had his hand on your shoulder and his voice was soft and gently.

"What happened?" You shook your head and when your eyes met Scott's you saw his lips curling up into an amused grin. "What did I do?"

"Do you really wanna know all that?" Scott smiled a little brighter and then he sat down in the seat next to you. "It's not as bad as you think it is. Actually, you were quite funny when you were drunk." Scott raised his eyebrows a little and shrugged his shoulders. "Although I don't think the twins will agree with me." He grinned and you dropped your jaw.

"I said something to the twins?" You squeezed your eyes a little and clicked on a few pictures to have a better look at them. The photographer had clearly had some problems to get your hands sharp and much to your surprise the alpha twins were indeed standing in front of you while exchanging surprised and shocked glances.

"You basically told them that they were worthless pieces of crap, that Lydia was only dating Aiden because he was hot and that Danny was only sharing his bed with Ethan because he had a good looking ass." Scott couldn't help laughing out loud and even though you covered your mouth with your hand, you had to admit that it sounded funny, funnier than you had probably ever been while being sober.

"So, how drunk was I?" You dropped your hand again and took a few deep breaths, but then you started laughing again. "I don't remember anything anymore after we opened the bottle of champagne, to be honest." You rolled your eyes. "Apart from the headache and sickness in the morning, but still."

"Well, I'd say that you were drunk enough to forget that you were terribly afraid of them, but at least not that drunk that you tripped over your own legs while you tried to run away from them." Scott grinned once more and then he enlarged another picture on your screen. "This picture is totally my favorite." He leaned back in his chair and you stared at the two alphas, clearly trying and failing to control their anger.

"Please, next time there is a party, keep that bottle of champagne away from me, will you?" You closed the tab and let out a deep breath, but little lights of joy were dancing in your eyes.

"O no, I don't think so. I like this drunk version of you saying all those things that no one dares to say." Scott wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek. "And I promise that I'll always make sure that you get home safely and that no one can harm you."