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Imagine: Stiles when you want to break up with Derek. "You want to break up with Derek?"Stiles asked in disbelief."You want to break up with big, terrifying, alpha, testosterone fuelled, werewolf Derek?" "Yeah..kinda."You bit your lip and rubbed your arms. "Are you nuts?!"Stiles yelled."If you break up with Derek-!" You grabbed your best friend and pulled him into a janitor's closet before he could say anything else, locking it shut behind you. "Would you keep your goddamn voice down!"You scolded, hitting him in the chest. "Oh come on, Y/N, Derek doesn't go to our school. He doesn't go to any school because he like forty, which is like four hundred in werewolf years. Actually maybe you should break up with him-"Stiles started to ramble, barely stopping for breath. "Stiles!"You exclaimed, making him snap his attention back to you. He blinked rapidly."Yeah what?" "It's not like I desperately want to break up with him but it isn't working out. It hasn't been for a while, ever since he killed Peter and became the alpha."You frowned."But look at it this way, if I break up with Derek really gently and explain why then everyone's happy." "Except for Derek, who is never happy."Stiles sighed. You put your hand on his shoulder."Trust me, it's going to work." "I do trust you."Stiles gave you a half smile, putting his hand over yours."I just don't want to die." You laughed a little, standing on your tiptoes so your face was inches from his."You won't, I promise." Stiles leaned in and kissed you softly, however it quickly got more passionate and rougher. Which was very unusual for Stiles and out of character. He lifted you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist. "I have a free period."He panted after pulling away for air. "So do I."You smirked, grabbing the back of his neck and bringing his lips back to you.
