Teen Wolf Imagines

Stiles Stilinski - Congratulations

Two long years ago, your boyfriend, Stiles Stilinski, ended the relationship after ten years of being together. Fourteen until Twenty-Four. You had a three year old Son together but ever since Stiles got with Lydia, which was no surprise, he chose not to be involved with his son as much.

"Mommy, what we doing?" Your son, Aiden asked. You used to be best friends with Aiden before he tragically got killed, which is why you named your son after him.

"We're going to give auntie Allison, Uncle Aiden and Grandma some flowers, and then we're going to meet pops." Aiden's first words were pops, and he decided that Grandpa should have that nickname. Ever since Stiles had stopped making contact with either of you, Sheriff Stilinski made sure to feel the role. He was extremely disappointed in his son.

"Let's go batman." You grabbed the flowers from the kitchen table and held your sons hand while you walked to the cemetery.

"Sit down Baby." You placed him on your lap while you sat in front of Stiles' moms grave, laying down the beautiful red flowers she had always loved when you were a kid.

"Grandma would've loved you Aiden." You whispered, placing a kiss to his cheek.

"You say that every-time mommy." He rested his head on your shoulder.

"If only you got to meet her. You see baby, grandma would make daddy and I the best cookies when we were good. Chocolate chip ones." You smiled thinking of the memory.

"My favourite." He grinned. Then you grabbed his hand again and lead him to Allison's grave. This one always made you emotional. Once again Aiden sat down on your lap.

"Auntie Allison." Aiden whispered, taking the flowers from you and placing them down. Allison was your best friend, she was buried next to Aiden, and you placed the flowers down on his.

"I wish you were both still here." You began crying, and Aiden became saddened. 

"Don't cry momma." He whispered, padding the tears away with his small thumbs. You gave him a smile before wrapping your arms around him.

"Let's go see pops." You didn't want to be there anymore. You quickly gave both of their headstones a kiss and began walking to his house.

"Do you think pops has any candy?" Aiden asked excitedly as you approached the street.

"I'm not sure Aiden, but if you ask nicely I'm sure he'll go find you some." You smiled.

"Legs are tired." Your son moaned, reaching his arms up in the air, ushering for you to carry him, which you did. You let Aiden knock the door and he almost fell into Sheriff Stilinski's arms.

"My favourite grandson in the entire world!" He hugged Aiden tightly.

"Pops!" He has a huge smile on his face. Your heart almost stopped when you saw Stiles in the living room, casually opening his arms for his son, who didn't want to go anywhere near him.

"Aiden..." He whispered, looking half broken. Aiden backed up towards you.

"Did you trick us into coming today?" You questioned his dad and he shook his head no.

"I tried calling you, but your phone was off." He told you and you nodded. Of course you'd turn your phone off when going to a cemetery.

"I need to talk to you, alone Y/N." Stiles dragged you through to the kitchen and made sure Aiden wasn't listening, which thank god he wasn't.

"I'm sorry I haven't been a good dad." He started off and you began pathetically laughing at him.

"You've been a pathetic one if I say so myself." You couldn't look at him.

"I want to see him more, now that he's going to have a baby brother." Your heart shattered into a million pieces right there.

"Lydia's pregnant?" Your eyes watered and he nodded, almost with a guilty look on his face.

"Congratulations." You whispered, running out of the kitchen, grabbing Aiden and getting as far away as possible from Stiles. He really had broken you this time.