Bandersnatch Imagines

Beautiful (Stefan x reader)

Request: Could you write something about Stefan seeing you in lingerie for the first time? (by anon)

Pairing: Stefan x reader

Warnings: innuendo, swearing

A/N: I originally uploaded this to my tumblr, but the OG post got taken down (for some reason??), so after I re-uploaded it I thought I'd upload it here too just to be safe. Not gonna lie, I felt a bit weird writing this because I've never really owned lingerie before so idk, tell me how it goes??

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"Fucking...stupid-ass...lock! Bloody hell," you finally manage to get the key in the lock of your apartment door, yawning while you twist the knob and push it open. Stefan follows you inside, quietly chuckling to himself at your sleepy rant. You and Stefan had just gotten home from a double feature at your local theatre, and you were about to fall asleep on the floor.

"You're sleeping over, yeah?" You didn't wait for his response before opening your linen cupboard and grabbing the extra set of sheets you keep for him. You had been best friends with Stefan since you were kids, so having sleepovers was a normal thing for you two. Many people interpreted this as you essentially being 'fuck buddies' but you both chose to pay them no mind. "Yeah. I'll pull out the mattress." He walks past you, accidentally brushing his arm against yours, and he bends down and reaches under your bed for the spare mattress.

You help him get it out, laying the bed sheet messily on top and throwing the comforter at him, yawning again and walking to your dresser. As Stefan turns away to put the comforter down, you pull off your dress, forgetting about the lacy black lingerie you'd put on this morning after you realized all your normal underwear was in the wash. Stefan turns around to ask you a question, stopping short as he sees you bent over the drawer, digging around for some pyjamas. He'd never seen you wearing such delicate undergarments before, and needless to say, he couldn't stop staring. He'd never seen you in this light before, and looking at you, he couldn't help but wonder why. You were the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

Throwing your hands up, you walk over to your cupboard, throwing the doors open to search for something to wear to bed, completely unaware of the blubbering boy behind you. Watching you rummage the cupboard, he clears his throat, deciding to speak up. "Fuck... um-uh y/n... I'm still here..." You turn around to look at the boy, not understanding why he was so nervous. Then it strikes you, as you look down at the thin black straps of your sheer bra. You turn beet red, muttering "shit" before rushing to find something to cover yourself, After a little while you finally notice Stefan's shocked expression. A wave of confidence rushes over you, and you stop moving around, standing up straight and smiling softly at him. "Like what you see, Stef?"

You laugh half-heartedly as he fumbles to say something, growing red and looking everywhere but you. You turn away, feeling increasingly ashamed and embarrassed by his flustered reaction. Spotting a large t-shirt and some sweatpants on the ground (both items of Stefan's that you'd stolen) you pull them on hastily. "There we go. No need to worry now." You try to avoid sounding disappointed, taking your bra off under your shirt and discarding it nonchalantly as you walk to your bed. "God I'm tired. Aren't you going to sleep Stefan?" He was still staring at you in shock, thinking about how damn good you looked in his clothes. And how good they'd look on the floor again. Snapping out of his daze, he kicks of his shoes. "Uh yeah. I'm just taking off my shoes. Do you want me to get the light?" You give a small nod in reply, and he kneels down, turning off the lamp before laying down on the mattress.

Laying down in the dark, you frown, as shame and embarrassment creep in. You feel stupid for expecting him to feel anything like you felt, after all you'd liked him for years now and he hadn't seemed to notice. Letting a tear fall, you turn away from him, facing the wall and trying to sleep. Just as you're about to drift off, you hear him sit up. "y/n?" he whispers.
"Yeah?" you sit up too, wiping your tear away.
"I-I just...you're..." he mumbles.
"What?" you wince at your unintentionally harsh tone, but he doesn't seem to notice. "Y-you're so fucking beautiful. I-I hope you know that." he sighs, and you hear him lie back down again. You're glad you turned the light off, so he couldn't see the blush sprouting over your face. "Thanks, Stefan." you pull yourself into a ball and smile, wishing you could just kiss him. "Do you want to come and lay with me?" you ask hesitantly, expecting him to say no. "Of course," he replies softly, and you shuffle towards the wall, feeling him lift the covers of your bed as he crawls in.

He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close, so your back is against him, and he places a gentle kiss on your neck. "Good night, y/n."
You smile, grabbing his hands and bringing one up to your lips, kissing it gently and holding it against your chest."Good night, Stefan."

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