Teen Wolf Preferences & Imagines

Stiles Imagine (Deputy Stiles)

You groaned as you sat in the uncomfortable steel chair. Your right hand was handcuffed to it.

The Sheriff sat in front of you at his desk. Sheriff Stilinski. He looked about in his mid forties as he scanned your records.

Both of your heads snapped to the door of his office as a young deputy rushed in. He looked about your age, 22 maybe.

"Dad!!!!" The young deputy gasped, not even realizing you sitting there.

"Stiles, what did I say about calling me that while we're working?" The Sheriff glared at the young deputy.

"Sorry. Look, we just got a call in about a dead body!" The deputy whom I guess is the Sheriffs son, named Stiles exclaimed excitedly.

The Sheriff stood out of his seat saying something into his talky on his shoulder. "Deputy Stiles, you stay here and finish the paper work on Ms.y/l/n while I go check it out." The Sheriff told the deputy as he walked towards the door.

Stiles looked down noticing you for the first time. His face flushed.

"Wait, dad! Sorry, Sheriff, I wanna go!" Stiles yelled at the Sheriff but the older Stilinski was already gone.

Stiles sighed as he walked over and flopped down at the Sheriffs desk, looking at your files.

"You ran over your boyfriend!" His eyes widened.

"He's cruel and abusive. And it's not like he died." You shrugged staring at the young deputy in front of you, noticing just how hot he actually was.

He had brown hair that was sticking up in different directions. Freckles scattered his jawline and neck. And his eyes were the most beautiful shade of brown and hazel you've ever seen.

"He beat you. Is that how you got that black eye?" He frowned as he gazed at the black and blue bruising around your right eye.

You nodded your head trying not to think about it. "Yeah. He was doing it for about a year, and I just got so sick of being his punching bag, so I lost it." You told Stiles as a tear slipped out of your left eye.

Stiles walked over to you, undoing the handcuff from around your right wrist. You watched him confused.

"Go. You did nothing wrong." He smiled small at you. You stood up looking at the deputy in front of you. "What about your dad, the sheriff?" You asked.

"I'll handle it." He grinned. You smiled and turned around but stopped, biting your bottom lip.

You turned back around and planted your lips on Stiles'. He stiffened as your lips colided but quickly began kissing you back.

Pulling back with a smile on your face, you walked backwards out of the sheriffs office, keeping eye contact with Stiles the whole time.

"See you around Stilinski."

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