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Stiles Stilinski

TEEN WOLF:
you shift in the bed, stiles has been occupied lately constantly out with Scott and his pack. you know Scott's his best friend practically his brother but you just wish that being his girlfriend you'd get to spend time with your own boyfriend without constantly worrying about werewolf drama.

you push yourself off stiles bed and glance out of his bedroom window, still no stupid blue jeep. you sigh and head down to the kitchen bumping into Mr Stilinski "sorry" you mumble as he shakes his head "(y/n) it's 4 in the morning what are you doing awake" you sigh "I'm waiting for stiles" he nods and continues up to his room.

you make yourself a hot tea and curl up on the couch, constantly checking your phone for some type of message. you text Allison whilst you wait.

(Y/N) - al are you with Stiles?

you lock your phone waiting patiently for a reply, it's quite cold around this time. the rains pelting against the window a boom of thunder ever so often. I pull your sweater over your wrists and wrap them around your legs.

allison - I was. He left about and hour ago. Isn't he home yet?
your stomach turns and you instantly feel like you about to throw up
(Y/N) - no! I'm going out to look for him.

you grab a coat and your boats and stuff your phone into your pocket. You open the front door and a gush of wind brushing over you, you grab a beanie and a scarf before stepping outside and hopelessly call Stiles.

1 ring
2 rings
3 rings
4 rings
5.. "hi you've reach stiles phone, I'm busy" it beeps and you press end.

you run hopelessly out onto the road and let your eyes scan around, it's pouring outside you can barley see anything within a 1m radius. Your body start shivering "stiles?" you croak out giving into the tears.

"(Y/N)? what the hell are you doing out here" you hear the motorbike shutter to a halt you glance over to see Scott & Stiles. you want to rush over to him and kiss him but you also want to slap him. Hard.

"LOOKING FOR YOU" you yell pointing your finger at him, his facial expression changes to pure disappointment "IVE BEEN WORRIED STILES, YOUR NEVER HERE AND I WORRY ABOUT YOU" you yell tears spilling from your eyes. "(Y/N) baby I'm sorry Scott-" hih run into the house and up the stairs to Stiles room. you grab my bag and throw your clothes in tear spilling for your eyes.

your hear Stiles curse as he rushes up the stairs and into his room "why are you packing your bags?" you wipe your eyes and take of your coat and his shirt and throw it at him. he looks blankly at you "are you-" he stutters and walks over to his drawers pulling out a dry shirt "are you breaking up with me?".

you nod then shake your head and start whimpering he chuckles and walks over to you and pulls his shirt over your head "hey it's okay baby" he kisses you and you let him. "let me have a warm shower then I'll cuddle okay" you nod and he swipes the tears rolling down your face with his thumb.

"I'm so sorry I let you feel like you didn't matter. You matter so very much I'm so lucky and I promise I'll try my hardest not to screw up okay" you let out a chuckle and kiss him again.

"I'm sorry stiles" he smiles and reattaches your lips "don't be baby" he rest his forehead against yours "I love you stiles" "I love you too (Y/N)".