Stiles Stilinski Imagines

The Party

The pack was letting loose. Derek had found an abandoned building and that was the most exciting thing that had happened for months in Beacon Hills which was practically forever. Deciding to take advantage of the peace Malia convinced Peter to help her throw a party in the abandoned building. There was a lot of fuss and complaining from Scott and Derek but eventually the pack party was in full swing.

You danced and span with Malia and Kira who were egging each other on as they whooped and cheered Even Derek was smiling as he sipped a beer, chatting with Melissa and Stiles' father who had both been invited to stop the party but were more than happy to support some teenage rebellion that didn't involve fighting dangerous monsters.

Eventually they left for work and Derek went to sit outside for a bit. You were now overly intoxicated, as were many of the pack members. Stiles had somehow managed to stay sober. Or at least he was more sober than the wolves who were drinking copious amounts of wolvesbayne infused beer which was designed to give you a buzz but not kill you.

"I can't believe you got (Y/N) drunk." Lydia said to Malia who grinned.

"Oh come on. No one is that perfectly innocent! I bet she's got drunk before and you don't even know it." Malia said gleefully as you sway and danced awkwardly with Liam who looked like he might just sway to far one way and flop on the floor.

"No way! She just so, so..." Lydia trailed off for lack of a better word which made Malia gloat gleefully.

"Innocent? The exact opposite of Peter." She said and hopped away to carry on dancing.

"Stiles! Stiles, Stiles." You slurred as you pottered over to him. He found your drunken state amusing and tried to help you stop swaying on the spot."You're cute."

"Thank you?" He said nervously as you glanced away from him, did a double take and acted as if you'd just realised he was there.

"Stiles, did you know you're cute. I wanna make out with you and your fingers." You didn't elaborate but burst into giggles, implying what you were thinking was anything but innocent. Malia threw her hands up in victory as you continued to flirt with Stiles who was becoming more and more awkward.

"If you don't wanna hit on me back! I'll go see what Derek's doing, he seems fun." You slurred, stumbling over to the door.

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"Hey!" Stiles called as he spotted you and pulled over the jeep. When you stopped he chuckled nervously. You were groaning , wearing a pair of Derek's glasses and pouting at everything. "Hangover?" He asked, leaning over to open the door to let you get in.

"Yes. I don't know what Derek told my parents but think I just have a bug." You said quietly.

"Well we can go and get some food." Stiles offered and glanced at you as you sat back in the passenger seat.

After a moment Stiles decided to just ask the question that had been bugging him. "So um. I wanted to ask you about last night."

"Oh my gosh Malia left me a million textxs about it. I'm so embarrassed!" You groaned and hid your face in your hands.

"So you didn't mean what you said?" He asked quietly and you sighed.

"Yes. I mean not about Derek but about... you." You said quietly, peeking at Stiles between your fingers to see him smiling.

"Oh... well thanks." He said, not knowing what else to say After a moment's silence you both burst out laughing. "Well then let's get some food."