Imagine:
You're working a late shift at Beacon Hospital. You volunteer because you are studying to become a nurse. You were working at the front desk. A shadow cascaded over you causing you to look up. Your eyes met a pair of brown ones. It had very distinct purple bags under them. The boy didn't look older than seventeen.
His gaze was intense as he watched your every movement, "Hi, there."
There was something about him that screamed danger. You felt yourself getting sucked into his gaze, "How can I help you?"
His smirk grew wider by the sound of your voice. Everything changed that night. You were captivated by him.
~ Written on August 16th, 2018 ~
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Stiles Stilinski Imagines 🦊
FanfictionA series of different Imagines of a boy we all love.