MONSTERS (Teen Wolf Imagines)

Isaac Lahey(1)

Isaac Lahey x Reader

Plot; "Hold my hand dammit, we gotta make this look convincing."

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maybe one day you would get the isaac lahey to fall for you. maybe one day he would know that allison still had feelings for scott, and he would turn to you. but for now you were stuck with him being only your best friend.

"look, i'll do whatever the hell you want if you do this for me." the boy pleads.
you continued to draw, a familiar place, but something that you couldn't remember. that's all you've been doing for the last hour isaac's been begging you to do something for him.

"can i wear your scarfs?" you ask the boy, placing your pencil onto your math notebook.
"what? my scarfs? are you- are you joking?"
"sorry, lahey. i like your scarfs, they seem comfortable, but uh. if you dont want me to do it, get derek to do it. tell allison your gay."
"what? no because if i tell her that, she wont get a crush on me. i'll give you one scarf."
"three scarfs."
"two scarfs." he retorted
"five scarfs."
"no, one scarf."
"fifteen scarfs." you state
"i dont even have fifte-fine, i'll give you three."
"i knew you would, lahey."

now you were stuck doing something you wish the guy would do for you, make you jealous and fall into his trap. at the moment isaac was going to make allison jealous by making her believe that isaac was dating you, which was pretty unbelievable after you and isaac had a heated argument with the pack saying that you were only best friends.

"you see, scarf boy, i really dont think they'll believe this."
"and why's that."
"did you seriously forget- isaac. we literally threw stuff at them until they stopped saying that we were dating, and two weeks later, were 'dating' all of a sudden?"
"then we'll make it believable."

suddenly, you see stiles, lydia, and allison walking up to you two.

isaac's hand brushes against yours, causing him to get an idea. "Hold my hand dammit, we gotta make this look convincing."
"lahey, as much as i would love to hold your hand, i really dont want to."
"what's that supposed to mean?"
"doesn't matter, they're coming"

isaac slips his hand between yours, intwining your fingers together. "uh whats this? did jennifer cast a love spell on the two of you?" stiles asks you guys

you stood uncomfortable, looking at isaac. "yeah, i wish." you mutter.
isaac looked at you, attempting to figure out why you were so tense at the moment "no, stiles. if you must know, were dating."

"are you sure, because you literally almost took lydia's head off after the argument we had two weeks ago?" allison asks
"im sure. i think i would know who im dating."

no-one seemed to notice how quiet you were, as you awkwardly shifted your feet. as soon as you saw jennifer walking towards her car, with her phone in her hand, your phone vibrated. 'mistletoe'

you felt sick, as if something was going to happen. this number was unknown, and suddenly you felt as if you were going to throw up, so you bolted towards the school, with isaac following.

you ran into the girls bathroom, where isaac wouldn't be able to get into, and ran into a stall. and as if it were on cue, you blew chunks right then and there. and as said the message, it was mistletoe.

"y/n?"
isaac had come into the bathroom. you groaned, flushing the unsanitary toilet.

"hey, are you okay?" isaac pressed his hand onto your shoulder as you shook your head.
"i really dont want to talk about it, isaac."
"then i wont ask, but why here?"
"what?"
"why'd you go in here?"

you looked at the boy, and didn't tell him about the mistletoe, and jennifer. "cant a girl get some privacy?"

he chuckles, wrapping his arms around you. "sorry for making you do that."
"anything for my best friend."

best friends. thats the only thing the two of you would be.