Teen Wolf Imagines

Brett Imagine - With love

My eyes are flickering everywhere but at Brett. So yeah, we were together, and yes, it was...well I don't know. It honestly seemed too fast in my head. I mean, just five months before, I had been dumped by Isaac. I mean, that shouldn't matter now but I'm still worried. 

How the hell am I expected to tell the pack that, a) I'm dating the guy who makes Liam tick, b) is in an entirely different pack, and c) is currently suiting up on the team against Beacon Hills. A groan leaves my lips, and I drop my head into my hands, Malia and Lydia giving me a look. 

"Something wrong (Y/N)?" Lydia asks. 

As soon as my name is said, I raise my head, noticing Brett staring at me from across the field. My eyes flicker away from his, turning to Lydia as I fake a smile. 

"Nothing's wrong. Just remembered I have a paper due tomorrow. Going to have to stay up for an all nighter again," I state, praying it would work. 

"She's lying," Malia says. It cuts off whatever Lydia was going to say, and I curse. Damn it Malia!

Lydia raises a brow and looks towards Malia and I. I sigh and shake my head, dropping it into my hands again and then looking up just barely to see Brett smiling at me. I weakly smile back, and he mouths the question that Lydia had just asked, making me roll my eyes. I reply with a fine, and he frowns, lips puckering before he mouths that I'm lying. 

Of course I am. 

"She and tall boy over there are hiding something. I can smell it from here. He's...aroused. And she's keeping secrets," Malia mumbles. 

Lydia flicks her gaze towards where Malia was pointing, and she laughs airily when Brett blushes at the attention and looks away. "Don't tell Scott and Stiles. Or Liam. Especially not Liam!" 

Both girls raise a brow, and I suddenly realize what I've done, all three boys now looking at me, Kira snickering from her place beside them. I sigh, dropping my gaze and feeling my heart hammering. 

"So you two are together?" Kira asks, making me blush. 

I nod, and though there's some groans, it's obvious none of them have anything bad to say. Looking up, I connect eyes with Brett and smile. 

"You guys are okay with it?"

"Why wouldn't we be? We haven't seen you this happy and flustered since you were first with Isaac," Scott states. Moving so he can tap my knee, he smiles. "I want my pack happy, and if Brett does that, then no problems. Just...be careful, okay?" 

I nod, looking to Brett and smiling wider when I see the blush on his cheeks. He'd clearly been listening. Silently, I whisper I love him, and I know he's heard when his smile grows so big that it might break his face. Maybe I wasn't moving on too fast.