Swaying smoothly to a soft tune, their favourite song, Stiles couldn't believe in his own luck. He simply couldn't bring himself to trust the fact he was finally marrying the girl of his dreams, the one he had been in love with since they were both kids.
God, she looked stunning in that white dress, her hair up in a fancy bun and a unique gleam making her face even more beautiful than usual. As he tightened the grasp on her waist, Stiles thought of how he didn't deserve her at all. That gorgeous, strong, kind hearted woman between his arms. Y/N was beyond everything he could ever wish for.
When she left, his heart was shattered, for Stilinski forced himself to realise she was indeed gone. Out of his life for good. However, a couple of years later, she came back, both so grown up, yet their love shone like they were just two six year olds playing to be married in a small park. In that moment, he swore to himself to never give her up again.
And he didn't.
Fighting against all odds, Stiles managed to make her his wife.
"What are you thinking about, honey?" Y/N whispered, a sweet smile on her lips.
"I'm thinking about you." Stiles cupped one of her cheeks, her silky skin against his warm palm making him feel fuzzy. "You look so beautiful tonight."
She chuckled, shaking her hand and quickly pressing their lips together.
"You do too."
Staring into those perfect eyes, the mole speckled man knew he was facing his own future. His only certainty. And, upon being sure of that, he felt safe.
"I love you."
"And I love you."
I have faith in what I see
Now I know I have met an angel in person
And she looks perfect, I don't deserve this
You look perfect tonight
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teen wolf stories
Fanfiction//teen wolf fanfiction! //originally published on my tumblr. //dont own the character but the plots are all mine.
