Scott: His arms wrap tightly around you, one arm around your shoulders, another wrapped around your lower back. You bury your head in the crook of his neck, his cologne very faint- but still smell fresh. The fireplace crackles as you listen to his heartbeat. His heartbeat makes your eyes heavy; you begin to doze off when you feel his lips press lightly to your forehead. You can't help but smile, being here in his arms was perfect, you wanted nothing more than to be right here in his arms.
He kept you safe and warm, his body heat radiated onto your smaller body. He would squeeze tighter, but not too tight. He would always mumble an "I love you," or press a kiss to the top of your head. He was your savior, he was the one.
Stiles:His favorite way to lie is you being the bigger spoon. You wrap your arm around him and hold onto his hand, kissing his fingers and letting him know that he is alright, and that you're not going anywhere. His hair on his neck will tickle your nose as you nuzzle into him. You'll press kisses to his cheek or forehead and he'll sigh contently.
"I love you baby." He whispers in a groggy voice, giving you chills.
"I love you too." You scoot even closer to him; well try to scoot closer to him. You want his body up against yours; it makes you feel warm and safe. He makes you feel loved just by the little things he does.
Isaac:He kisses your shoulders and neck as he lies on his back and you turn to face him. His big arms wrap strongly around you, keep you safe from any harm. He presses numerous kisses to your cheeks and forehead, anywhere he can reach really. He can't take his hands and lips off of you. He'll ask how your day went, you reply with a "good," or "not so good." And the conversation ends there because he knows that you're tired. He will keep kissing you and make sweet remarks about how beautiful you look and how lucky he is- just to see you smile before he goes to bed.
Derek:He is the bigger spoon, his arms wrapping around you lightly since to him you are fragile. Yet you still so safe. You know he wouldn't let anything bad happen to you, you know he is right there. He'll soothe you to sleep but rubbing small circles on your thigh and back. Or he will lightly brush your hair with his fingers. He'll mumble a few things, just about how lucky he is to have you, how much he loves you and how you look so beautiful.You smile, scooting into his touch, into his body. And he squeezes you before you both finally fall asleep
