Teen Wolf Imagines and Oneshots

Scott x Isaac | Rainy Days

Scott was talking with Stiles when he noticed him.

Isaac Lahey. He never noticed him until now. His new demeanour was thrilling to see, the leather jacket loose on his frame and jeans tight, leaving nothing to the imagination. Isaac passed him with a smug grin on his face, and Scott could only watch as he left. He almost shuddered at the passing smell of shower gel and leather.

He almost missed what Stiles said, focusing back on his best friend.

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Scott cursed at the pouring rain, running into the diner to escape it. His clothes and hair were damp from rain droplets as he sat at the counter, ordering a coffee to warm up. His nose caught the scent of shower gel and leather, turning towards it to find Isaac sitting a few seats down from him. He swallowed thickly, turning back to his damp hands, rubbing them off on his jumper.

He was jolted lightly by a shoulder when his coffee was set down in front of him.

"You're Scott, aren't you?" He turned to Isaac, overwhelmed by his scent.

"Uh, yeah, you're..."

"Isaac. Derek told me about you." Isaac gave a wolfish grin.

"Hopefully good things." He laughed nervously, sipping his coffee and sighing in relief at the warmth.

"Oh, all of its good in my eyes." Isaac practically purred, chuckling as he looked outside. They were silent for awhile, Scott finishing his coffee soon after.

"Well, I better go-"

"Come run in the rain with me."

"What?" Scott blinked in surprise as he stood. Isaac stood and came closer, caging him against the bench.

"Come run in the rain with me. Like real wolves." His grin was playful and daring.

"It's freezing out there-"

"Please?" Oh no, the puppy dog eyes. How could he resist those?

"Um...Okay?"

"Awesome!" Isaac grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the diner and into the rain. Scott almost tripped over his own feet as they ran through the wet streets, puddles splashing under their sneakers. Scott had never felt so free as they ran around, breaths turning to pants under the stream of droplets.

Scott was pulled down into a dark and damp train loft, Isaac still grinning and holding his hand even as they were both soaked. Scott laughed breathlessly as Isaac winked at him, letting him to run into the old train cart.

"Come catch me, Wolfe!" Scott growled playfully, chasing the taller boy. They jumped over bars and seats, tagging each other and tripping over soggy shoes. Scott gave up after a few minutes, leaning against the pole in the middle of the train cart, laughing breathlessly.

"Oh god, everywhere hurts." He grinned, snorting as he tried to catch his breath. "I can't breathe." He ran a hand through his hair.

"I have that affect." Isaac snickered, smiling smugly as he caged Scott in place against the pole, arms around him. Scott almost stopped breathing at the close contact, foreheads pressed together. He could feel the heat of his pants, his eyes alight with pure happiness.

"I noticed." Scott whispered, watching the other with interest. His eyes fell shut instinctively when he heard the soft growl rumble in Isaac's chest, inviting the other boys lips to meet his.

It was soft yet possessive and thrilling. So damn thrilling. That was just the effect Isaac had on him. The blood pumping excitement and roaring adrenaline as Isaac's mouth moved against his, stained with rain. His fingers tangled into the Beta's wet locks, digits growing cold from the weather. Isaac was warm though, welcoming him to hold tighter and press closer.

Rainy days had to be Scott's favourite.

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