Imagines

Scott x Reader - Mates

Scott x Reader

You had fallen sleep on the couch, one Saturday only to be woken up but the door opening rather loudly. You screamed in shock causing those who entered to scream. Seeing it was just your brother and Scott.

"You idiots! Are you trying to send me to the ER?!" you yelled getting up and hitting them both.

"Ah. y/n. Why?!"

"I was sleeping you morons, opening the door like that, you know I like to take little sleeps on Saturday afternoons."

"How old are you? Three." you slapped your brother round the head and he winced

"You're an idiot"

"y/n, we're sorry. We forgot." you looked at your best friend and melted at his apologetic look. Damn him and his lovely eyes.

"Thank you, at least one of you is respectful."  you gave one slap round your brothers head for effect and walked off.

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You were watching old home movie on your laptop, more specifically, you and Scott when you were younger. There was a knock on the door and you quickly closed the screen.

"Yeah." the door opened and Scott came in.

"Hey." he smiled and you couldn't help but return it as well.

"What can i do for you?" You ask him as he sat down on your bed.

"I need help, I don't know how to you know, act around Alison." you're smile dropped.

"You're asking me for girl advice." your voice broke and you coughed.

"Well yeah, your a girl."

"Why don't you just ask Stiles?"

"But I'm asking you." he replied you got up and went to open the door.

"Well I'm tired I'm gonna get some sleep. Night Scott." you rushed quickly and he looked at you as if to say what the hell just happened. but he didn't he got up and walked out turning around to say something, but you closed the door and went to your bed.

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You were sick, fever, headaches, vomiting, the whole yard of symptoms that you had to be told quite sternly by your Dad to stay home even though you had a test. For most of the day, you slept, once in a while being awake enough to have a drink and something little to eat. Stiles had come home at some point and checked on you before leaving again. You groaned waking up and hearing your phone ring. Not bothering to check caller ID, you answered.

"Hell-o" you mumbled.

"Sis, sis, I know your ill but i need you to come to Scott's, like right now."

"Are you insane, last time i checked I could barley move to the bathroom, why do you think Dad but a bucket next to me." there was a deep sigh on the other end.

"I know, but it's important. Please, I swear once you've done this small favour I will literally stay by your side and nurse you better."

"Ugh, you nurse me. now I'm defiantly gonna have a nightmare." you comment and drag yourself up. "Fine, you call me a taxi and I'll come" he let out a breath of relief.

"Thanks. I'll see you in a bit." You grabbed your glasses and a hoodie before slowly putting ugg boots on and made your way out. A taxi took a very sick you to Scotts where Stiles was waiting and paid the driver.

"Why am I here, Stiles? I feel like I've been run over by a truck."

"Scott's acting weird." You lazily raised a eyebrow.