Teen Wolf Imagines

Happy

Summary: You are the older Stilinski sister, 4 years older than Stiles in college, and Jordan is your secret boyfriend.

“Knock knock kiddo.” Your dad said before slowly opening the door. “What’s up pops?” He smiled, seeing you with all your college course work sprawled across your bed. “Just came to say goodnight. I love you.” Looking up from your book you smiled at him and blew him a kiss, “Love you too.” 

You waited for 30 minutes before you made your way out of the house. Sure you are a grown adult, but no matter how old you get, dad will always worry. Hurrying to your car you slipped out your phone and sent a text. 

Pulling your car into the familiar parking lot, you looked at yourself in the mirror and saw that your hair was a complete mess. Locking the car and making your way inside the building. 

“Y/n?” Jordan looked at you a little confused, you ignored the question sound in his voice and walked into his apartment. Walking further into the apartment you saw his t-shirt sitting on the end of the couch. You took off your hoodie and sweatpants right there in the living room and pulled his t-shirt on. You instantly felt yourself relax. You finally turned and looked at your boyfriend of almost 2 years. He was now laying on the couch just watching you. You smiled when you heard your favorite song playing from the tv. Slowly you started to sway your hips and move your arms. Continuing to dance you felt all the stress from college fade away. “You look so hot in my t-shirt.” You slowed your movements and gave him a look. “ I mean, you look hot all the time but, dang, babe you look so good in my t-shirt. Wanna come here?” He reached his arms toward you. You giggled and backed away, continuing to dance, “ No way.” However you slowly danced toward the couch, when you got close enough he grabbed you and pulled you down onto him. You looked at him from your spot on his lap, “ I love you.” Even with only the tv light you could tell he had a huge smile on your face. You were pulled to him and given a gentle kiss to your lips, “ I love you too.” You cuddled into him and felt him rubbing your back, putting you to sleep. 

Jordan looked down and saw that you were sleeping, gently snoring. He kissed the top of your head and gently resituated so that he could stand. Then he carried you bridal style to his bed and laid you down, then walked to his side and climbed in, pulling you to his chest when he got comfortable. 

An alarm going off is what woke you. Except it wasn’t your alarm. “Oh crap.” You heard a low grunt come from beside you. Seeing Jordan laying there with his arm covering his eyes. “Morning sleepyhead. What time is it?” He groaned again before grabbing his phone and turning the alarm off, “ It’s 6:15am.” Sitting up you rub your eyes and then find Jordan’s hand and entwine your fingers with his. “We could just play hooky today.” This time you got a chuckle from him, “ No. We can’t. Don’t you have an exam this morning?” He sat up and looked over at you, “ I might.” Shaking his head he stands up, “ I know you do. You’ve been studying for it for like 3 months. You need to go. I’m not going to be the reason you fail.” He had walked over to the bathroom in that time and poked his head out of the bathroom to see you sitting on his bed pouting. “I need a shower. Wanna join?” Hearing those words sent a smile across your face, he didn’t have to say anything before you were up and in the bathroom with him. He gently pulled you into a kiss and pulled up on the bottom of the shirt you were wearing, asking permission. You raised your arms above your head making it easier for him to pull it off of your body. “No funny business, okay?” You smiled at him and placed a kiss to his shoulder blade before getting into the warm water. He followed shortly after. Jordan is one of those guys that loves to play with your hair, when he gets the chance to wash it for you he loves it. You love it too because he's gentle and it means you don’t have to do it yourself. 

Getting out of the shower you both dried off and upon getting dressed realized you couldn’t find your hoodie. “Just take one of my shirts.” Pulling on a long sleeve t-shirt you inhaled and smiled when your boyfriend's scent filled your nose. He caught you sniffing and thought it was absolutely adorable, so adorable in fact he had to cross the room and kiss your forehead. He pulled you into a hug and you felt him tense a bit, “ What’s wrong?” He took a deep breath and you knew exactly where he was going with this, “ Jordan, we’ve talked about this.” He sighed, “ I just think it’s time to tell your dad. It’s coming up on 2 years and I think it’s time.” You shook your head, “ And what if he’s not okay with his only daughter dating his deputy? What if he makes me quit seeing you? What if he fires you?” Pulling you into a tight squeeze, “ You, Y/n, are a grown woman, he can’t make you stop seeing me. He can’t fire me. And I think that out of anyone, he would be more okay with you dating someone he knows and trusts already. I want to move to the next level with you.” Looking up at him confused and grabbed your hand, “ I want to get a place with you Y/n. I want to live with you.” You felt your heart swell. He wanted to move in together. That was a big step. But before that could happen you would have to tell your dad. Taking a deep breath and closing your eyes, “ Okay. Come over for dinner tonight. I’ll cook and I’ll have dad and Stiles there.” 

Walking through the front door after class you saw your dad sitting at the kitchen table. “Pops! I’m having someone over for dinner. I want you and Stiles here, and I want you to be nice.” He looked up from his papers, “ Is this someone a boy?” You shook your head as you were halfway to your room, “ Yes dad. It’s a guy. Can you please be nice?” 

“Alright, Stiles, be nice. Okay?” The doorbell rang and your heart started to beat harder, “Remember, I really like this guy. So please be nice.” Stiles and your father stayed in the kitchen while you got the door. Standing there was Jordan with a beautiful bouquet of yellow and pink roses. “You didn’t have to do that.” You graciously accepted the flowers. “ Okay. So they know they are meeting a guy I like. So, there might be yelling. I really hope not.” He caught your wrist and pulled you into a gentle kiss, “ It’s going to be okay.” He whispered as he put his forehead to yours. Slowly you made your way into the kitchen with Jordan trailing behind. Stiles was the first to notice Jordan. His face showed all the confusion, then understanding, and lastly disgust. “Wait, You two are together?” Before anyone could answer your dad had stood and turned to shake your *crushes* hand. Then his eyes fell on Jordan and you tried to read his face but there wasn’t anything distinguishable. “Dad?” He looked at you with a bit of disappointment, “Parrish?” You intertwined your fingers with Jordan, “ Yeah dad. Parrish.” He shook his head, “ How long?” You tried but you couldn’t get the words out. Sensing your anxiety Jordan spoke up, “ It will be 2 years in about a month.” “Two years?! You didn’t tell me for two years?! Why?!” 

“This is why! I knew you wouldn’t be okay with it. You never think anybody is good enough for me! I was scared you would do something like this and throw a fit about the person I love!!” He stood frozen, “ You love him?” You stood next to Jordan and wrapped your arms around his waist and he put his arms around your back, “ Yes dad. I love him. So much, sometimes it hurts.” Jordan smiled down at you and you could feel your face get hot, but it was okay, Jordan's face was red too. “ Parrish. You love my daughter?” He kissed your forehead, “ With everything I have, sir.” He nodded slowly, “ Okay.” 

“Okay?!” You heard the boy behind you. “ Nothing about this is okay! He's a freaking hellhound! Dad! C’mon!” 

“Stiles! Enough. It’s Y/n’s life. She can live it with whomever she wants. And I’m happy if she's happy. You should be too.” 

Word count: 1515