Liam Dunbar Imagines

The kinky um... version.

"Ok so we'll get going and (Y/N) can stay with Liam." Stiles muttered quickly.

You frowned and crossed your arms, frowning at Stiles who froze as Scott failed to hide a snicker of amusement. "Why am I staying here?" You asked sharply and he winced.

"Because... You're better at controlling Liam than we are and it'd just end in a fight if we. Stayed?" Stiles winced as he spoke and rubbed the back of his head.

"Nice save idiot." You grumbled and grabbed Liam by the back of his shirt.

"HEY!" He objected and continued to complain as he let you drag him up the stairs.

"Mason, go home, Liam needs rest!" You yelled and when you didn't hear any movement you stomped over to glare at the three boys who all looked guilty and hurried out of the house.

"I should get my..." Liam started and attempted to dart back down the stairs but your raised eyebrows and unwavering stare made him shuffle back and head into his borrowed bedroom.

"Scott says you need to rest." You pointed out through the door and smiled when he opened it, wearing jogger bottoms and a waft of toothpaste floated off him as he moved.

"I know, you're right I should listen to him. I'll go to bed." He smiled and climbed in, sighing gently as you closed the door and ran downstairs to start on one of Lydia's book mountains that had taken over the McCall kitchen.

A few minutes later your head shot up and your eyes narrowed. "That was way too easy." You muttered to yourself before jogging as quietly as you could up to the room. "AHA!" You yelled and Liam squealed as he slid out the window with the same look a shocked cat would have as he vanished sideways out the window.

"Why're you bursting into rooms and yelling AHA! It could give someone a heart attack!" Liam wailed from the roof below the window. When you glanced out of it you could see him lay on his back, clutching his chest above his heart while he moaned and whimpered to himself.

"You wouldn't have fallen if you'd been sleeping like you said." You pointed out and he nodded in defeat.

"How'd you know I was going to sneak out?!" He asked as he messily climbed back in and almost fell again.

"Just because I knew." You grunted, pulling him in by his belt loops as he tried to get back in gracefully. He thudded on the floor and frowned.

"I should still..." He started and you stomped on the end of the abandoned Lacrosse Stick. Liam watched as it twirled in the air and landed in your palm with a soft smack that he was sure he'd only been able to hear.

"If you say go and help I will hit you with this." You grumbled and he got to his feet before trying to dive for the window.

"Stop, Stop!" He laughed as you gently whacked him. "Fine Mom I'm going." As soon as he spoke the laughing stopped and he froze.

"Ok, go to sleep, seriously, Scott's worried about you." You said, hoping to move on from the awkwardness.

"Sure thing." He sighed, glancing at you. "You know if you stayed up here... I will hear if something comes for us so we'll both be awake."

"Thanks Liam." You smiled and he beamed a proud smile. You were gone a moment to get your book and when you came back you realised he'd made a little nest out of Scott's bedding for you, choosing to curl up next to it.

"Nice and comfy and warm and safe." He said hurriedly.

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"Why?" Was the sharp word that woke Liam. He shot up and growled sleepily, his fist shooting out at nothing before he stumbled, tripped over his own feet and the Lacrosse Stick, slammed to the floor and hopped up again.

"Don't come near me I'm dangerous!" Liam yelped, voice still sleepy, coming out as a puppy like squeak more than a werewolf growl.

"Clearly, I don't think I'd want to get any closer I might... Loose a..." Scott muttered and glanced at Stiles.

"(Y/N) says I have to be more supportive of Liam so don't look at me!" He said quickly and held up his hands.

"Why is she using my blankets?" Scott asked and frowned before glaring gently at Liam. "She could have just slept in my bed."

"Well um, I fell out a window and called her Mom and she figured... well I figured that it'd be safer because I sleep pretty heavily if she slept in here and um I dunno... I had a weird wolfed out moment." Liam spluttered so quickly it was a wonder anyone but Stiles could understand him.

"As opposed to a, normal wolfed out moment?" Stiles asked and Scott digged him in the ribs.

"Here you have mo.... (Y/N)!" He trailed of with a sharp squeak, scooped you up and dumped you into Scott's arms. "I'll take Mason."

"I have to get home, but oh um ok it's cool." Mason said as Liam pulled him into the room. "I can stay with Liam." He muttered.

"Alright well we'll be in the other room." Scott said as he glanced at Stiles and the backpack of research he'd been planning to do all night.

"Alright, see you in the morning Da... ALPHA, Alpha Scott." Liam saluted and slammed the door as he cringed. "I called (Y/N) Mom!" He told Mason, growling when he heard Scott chuckle and tell Stiles what he'd overheard.

"It was an accident she was hitting me with the stick because I tried to sneak out and..." The door slammed open and Scott cocked his head as he looked Liam up and down.

"I think we can establish that he thinks of you as parents and not you know, the kinky um... version." Stiles muttered and he nodded and winked at Liam who winced, watching Stiles drag Scott back to his room.

"I wanna go back to sleep." Liam groaned as he blushed and hid his face in the pillow.