Stiles Stilinski Imagines {ON HOLD}

The Bad Side Of Being A Boyfriend [Headcanon]

Most of the time, Stiles Stilinski is the epitome of perfection. You love him deeply, you really do, and you wouldn't change him for the world. But sometimes, only sometimes, it's difficult to remember that he's only human, and like any human, he does have his faults.

Stiles can be selfish. When you two spend the nights together, he'll sometimes forget that you're there when he falls into the land of the unconscious, pulling the duvet tightly over him. He'll start the night with his arms wrapped around you, sure, but he fidgets when he sleeps, and more often than not, you'll be left with barely anything, not even his body warmth. You've complained about it a few times, to which he responds with an apology, promising to be more considerate, kissing your temple as he heads off to class. His habit is yet to change.

Stiles can sometimes get angry, but it's nearly always combined with jealousy. He's often remarked how you're way out his league, telling you how he can't believe that someone like you could love someone like him. You'll kiss him then, your lips slotting together with his as if they were made for each other.

"I love you, Stiles Stilinski, and don't you forget it."

"Yes, ma'am," he'll mock-salute you then, a laugh escaping you as you snuggle into him, his hand resting on your waist as you begin watching the movie you two have picked for date night. Of course it's Star Wars.

Sometimes you'll choose to go out for date night, which doesn't always end well. Restaurants and bars, bowling alleys and movie theatres are always full of single guys, or just lecherous ones who are willing to ditch their current dates to try and impress you. They'll come up to you when Stiles has left you for just a moment, asking where your boyfriend is and telling you that you could do so much better than that scrawny kid. What they don't tend to realise is that Stiles isn't as scrawny as he looks, and when he hears them, when he sees them approaching you with looks of desire in their eyes, all rational thought disappears.

His fury comes to the surface, his voice rising above its usual volume, and it's incredibly embarrassing as you try and tell him to calm down, your hand on his arm as you tell him to look at you, kissing him to tell him that you're not going to leave him. Not for anyone.

But that anger stays with him for the rest of the night, his obsession with the subject annoying you to an inexplicable degree. It's why you prefer to stay at his house as your choice of date; that way you don't leave early in your frustration.

Stiles has one final quality that can often irritate you. It's not necessarily a bad thing, especially when it means you get to have some more physical contact with him, your skin on his as you show him how much you truly love him. It can just be annoying when you have things you need to do, like homework, for example.

Your boyfriend is attention-seeking, always aiming for kisses from you, for you to spend more time with him among all the chaos that comes with living in Beacon Hills and being aware of the supernatural incidents that occur. You'll agree to study with him, but it's often that he'll have other things on his mind, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, his chin resting on your shoulder as he turns to kiss you every once in a while.

It's cute, in some respects. It's not when you snap at him, when he sulks like a child who's just been told he can't have a brand new toy.

It's awkward between you for the rest of the night, but in the morning, it's as if nothing ever happened.

That's the thing with being with Stiles, with loving him. No matter what you two go through, no matter how many faults he has, he'll still make the effort to make sure that everything is perfect for you, to make sure that you're happy.

And you wouldn't change him for the world. Not for anything.