Teen Wolf Imagines

What a Buzz (Stiles Stilinski)

What a Buzz- Olly Murs

"The date is going well I think, well everything except
I'm laughing like a lunatic at everything she says"

The date was going much better than you had expected, especially since you didn't really want to go. Your best friend insisted that you go out with the guy, he was definitely cute, it's just that you just didn't really date much. Tonight was definitely taking you out of your comfort zone, but when you looked into the honey brown eyes of Stiles Stilinski, you knew your friend was right. He made you feel comfortable, laughing at almost everything you said even though you knew most of what you were saying was no where near funny. He laughed anyway and you loved hearing his laugh. It was contagious, making you giggle right along with him. It was amazing how much attention he gave you and how much he was focused on you.

"Got ketchup on my trousers and my cheeks are going red
Tonight I drink wine with the girl I just met" 

Stiles may have been a little too focused on you. Instead of paying attention to the ketchup he was pouring, he was watching you, causing him to spill it all over his khakis. His face turned bright red, almost matching the red liquid on his pants. You knew he was upset about what happened, but you couldn't help but giggle to yourself. It was just too cute to see how much he cared about trying to make a good first impression with you. You jokingly offered him the wine you had ordered, he took the glass and finished what was left. Stiles downed over a half of glass of wine in one gulp, you hoped that the little bit of alcohol in your merlot would help calm his nerves.

"I had to think of things to do to stop my nervous hands
The label on the bottle never really stood a chance" 

Even with the wine in his system he was still very nervous and embarrassed about what had happened, he was apologizing to you constantly. The entire time he was fidgeting with his hands, tapping them on the table and then wringing them when he tried to start up another conversation. You picked up on this nervous habit fairly quickly. Without even realizing what you had done, you reached across the table placing your hand on top of his wanting to comfort him like he had done with you at the start of the date.

"The salt & pepper pots were getting well into their dance
Tonight I went out with the girl I just met" 

You and Stiles stayed at the table long after you both had finished your meals. He was listening to you talk about your day while mindlessly playing with the salt and pepper shakers. They resembled two people dancing, giving you an idea for a second date. "We should go dancing," you said, "not now because it's already late, but you know, for next time." You started to get worried you had said something wrong when it took him a while to respond, but the truth is he was just in shock that about the whole thing. Stiles still couldn't believe that you actually agreed to go out with him, let alone ask him on a second date. You still could not believe that you had met this guy at your town's local book store just a couple of days ago.

"I'm staring across the table at the nicest eyes I've seen
I said they were brown but she insisted they were green" 

You and Stiles had been out a couple more times since that first night, but this time was different. He took you to a fancy restaurant downtown even though you protested a little bit. You feel a little guilty that he's spent so much money on you recently, but he thought you deserved the world and wanted to give it to you. The waiter finished taking both of your orders and left you two alone to enjoy everything around you. The restaurant had an amazing view of the city, and watching the sun set behind the skyline made it even more beautiful than you could have imagined. However, after a few minutes of watching the sunset, you felt a pair of eyes watching you. You looked over at Stiles and, sure enough, he was staring right at you completely unashamed. "What?' you asked him.

"I'm just admiring how the green in your dress brings out the Y/E/C in your eyes."

"Thank you, but for the record, my dress is teal not green," you replied with a slight smirk playing at the corner of your lips.

"So I called over the waiter and he told me he agreed
Tonight I drink wine with the girl that likes me" 

You two went back and forth about the color of your dress, so eventually Stiles called over your waiter so he could decide which one you were right. However, you did not like his answer. You were so very certain the waiter would take your side that you were taken aback when he said your dress was green. The look on Stiles' face was one of triumph as he leaned back in his chair taking a sip of the merlot in his wineglass. Men, you thought to yourself, what do they know about this anyway. You wanted to be upset about losing the nonexistent battle you two just had, but all you could do was smile when you looked at Stiles. That's the moment you knew, you knew you were falling for the spastic and sarcastic boy sat in front of you.

"Tell me all about you
(What a buzz)
Where I'd be without you
(What a buzz)
Tell me all about you
What a beautiful buzz with the girl I might love" 

Stiles always liked playing 20 questions and even though you found it annoying some days, you knew he was being genuine and just wanted to know everything about you. Even after you two had been dating a while, he still made an effort to ask for your opinion and about your day. His last question was always him asking where he'd be without you followed by him telling you just how important you are in his life. You always felt comfortable and happy with Stiles, even a year later still felt that buzz when you were with him, and you knew he felt the same way. He's told you that he loved you in his sleep more than a few times, but you never said anything to him because you knew he'd feel embarrassed if you mentioned it. You knew that you loved him, too, but you wanted him to say it first. You wanted to know that it was more than him just talking to himself in a dream.

"Any time any place
Coast to coast or out of space" 

The last few months had been tough with Stiles training at the FBI Academy in Quantico. He was all the way across the country, miles away from your California home. He had reminded you that this was only for a short time period and that afterwards he'll be working at a nearby field office, but you still missed him. But he was finally coming back home to Beacon Hills. He would only be in town for a couple days so he could pack up his stuff and say goodbye to his friends and family. Stiles had been sent to work in Sacramento, thankfully close enough to visit your boyfriend on weekends. His last night in Beacon Hills was set apart just for you so he could make it an extra special night. You two loved looking at the stars together, pointing out the different constellations even though neither of you really knew which ones they were. So, Stiles drove you out to the local observatory, taking your favourite pastime to a whole new level. You were looking up at the night sky in awe of being apart of such a beautiful and mysterious world. After a few moments you realized how quiet Stiles was being, you turned around in concern and confusion but what you saw left you speechless.

"Y/N, you're my sun and my moon, my world would be dark and empty without you. For every star in the sky there is a reason why I love you. For every star in the sky I want to spend another day with you, endless amount of days counting the endless amount of stars. so, Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?

"You can find the two of us,
the young that drunk the love
Tonight we drank wine" 

It finally happened. After months of planning and appointments, your big day was finally here. Watching Stiles tear up as you walked down the aisle is something that you will hold close to your heart forever. You finally became Mrs. Y/N Stilinski, and you couldn't be happier about it. You look around the room and see all of the people you love come to support you and Stiles and your next step in life. Then you look at your husband as he hands you a glass of merlot, a knowing smile forming when you think back to that first night and that first glass that you two shared.