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TEEN WOLF S6 IMAGINE VII
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I REMEMBER
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— Credits to @princesaxfangirl on Tumblr.
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You woke up with a start felt cold. You were always warm in your heart but ever since a few nights ago, that warmth became nonexistent.
Scott rushed into your room. "You screamed." He said. "Scared mom."
You confided in your older brother, who was your senior by a year, with everything. You told him that you were missing something and he even told you that he felt the same. "My missing limb starting to ache." Was all you said. He only nodded and sat down in on the edge of your bed. "Do you think Lydia will figure it out?"
Scott shrugged. "We shouldn't depend on her with this. We're all missing the same person."
"Stiles." You nodded.
"That could be his name. It could not be. But we'll figure it out. In the meantime get some sleep." He gave you a side smile which comforted you a little before kissing your forehead then leaving.
You laid back down in bed and whispered, "Sleep. Sleep. Sleep..."
When you opened you eyes, you met a familiar pair of brown ones. "You're here?" He questioned, uncertainty in his voice. Should he be relieved? Should he be worried?
"Stiles?" You asked, suddenly feeling your missing limb. All your memories flooded back to you as you laid in his arms.
"You remember me?" He questioned. "How are you here?"
"Scott told me to go to sleep. When I woke up, I was here." You shrugged.
"How can you get out?" Stiles told you he didn't know.
"How are you even here? Like you're physically and mentally here." Stiles gaped, holding you tighter.
"This is a dream. I'm going to wake up and forget this." You smiled sadly. Stiles shook his head.
"You're here. This is real." He promised, stroking your hair and then pulling you up into a tender kiss.
"I wish I can take you with me..." You whispered. "I wish... I w-wish.."
And then you woke up. Scott was rushing past your door. "Your alarm has been going off for ten minutes, (Y/N). We're going to be late." He panted as he pulled on a jacket and sprinted off. But you just sat upright in your bed with a frown on your face. You pressed your fingers to your lips and Scott walked backwards and into view again. "Are you okay?"
You looked up at your brother, a sudden warmth wrapping around you. "I remember." You whispered.
