IN WHICH a book where drabbles, one shots and imagines are written for male and female characters and celebrities with a male reader.
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Multifandom | Book One | Completed | Unedited
Book: Male Reader Imagines, Multifandom Chapter 137: Always Here For You, Teen Wolf Word Count: 1403
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"Do you want to go to the ice skating rink after school? All of us are going." Stiles said with his usual enthusiastic voice, looking at [name] with a bright smile and excitement in his eyes.
The other male shook his head with no emotion. "No." He said plainly. Scott frowned and he and Stiles shared a look.
"It's going to be really fun, dude. Malia's going to be there and we all know how she feels about you." Stiles continued, trying to keep up the enthusiasm. "Come on. It will be fun. It will take your mind off of-" He stopped before finishing his sentence.
[name] looked up lowly, narrowing his eyes on the way and looking at Stiles with a dangerous glare. "Off of who?"
"Um, no one don't worry about it." Stiles lifted his hand, trying to brush off the subject.
"No. Please continue. You think me going to a dumb ice rink is going to make me forget about my dead sister? Sorry to tell you Stiles but that's not happening, so why don't you all just leave me out of the forget about Allison party. I hope you have a great time." He snapped, standing up from the table in the cafeteria and storming out, throwing his uneaten food out on the way.
Stiles sighed, bringing a hand to run through his hair. "I didn't mean to say that. It just slipped out. Crap." Scott looked at him sympathetically.
Ever since Allison had died, [name] hadn't been the same. No one expected him to be but now they were all worried. They hadn't seen him smile or laugh once. He hardly spent any time with them and when he did, he didn't speak.
They were just trying to think of something to do so he could have a little fun. "Don't feel bad, man. You didn't mean to. We'll think of something else."
"I hope so. I'm worried about him."
Meanwhile, [name] was making his way through the parking lot, not wanting to be a school anymore. He walked to his car and unlocked it, grabbing the handle and going to pull it open when a hand stopped him. He turned to the side with a glare. "I'm not in the mood, Malia."
Malia shrugged. "Why are you leaving school?"
"Because I don't want to be here anymore." He said, trying to open the door but she once again, shut it. "Let me get in my car!"
"We're going to the ice rink after school." She said bluntly.
"No, we're not. You are. The others are but I will be staying home. I don't want to go to a stupid ice rink." He was finally able to get the door opened and he got in, shutting the door and not saying another word to her as he drove away, hands gripping the steering in anger. Why couldn't everyone just leave me alone?
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The last time [name] had cried was at his sisters funeral. Since than he blocked his emotions off. They were so overwhelming it was the only thing he could do so he didn't go crazy.
