Teen Wolf Imagines

Midnight - Jordan Parrish

Glancing at the clock with 1:00 lighting the dark screen, I yawned as I mentally wished my boyfriend would hurry up and get to bed. Ever since the whole beserker issue, I hadn't wanted to sleep alone so, naturally, my boyfriend Jordan insisted on staying with me.
I lay there quietly wrapped in the warmth of my bed, thinking about what had happened in the past few months in Beacon Hills; the death of my best friend Allison, void Stiles, Kate Argent and those Berserkers- its been mental.
Looking at the alarm again, 2:15 lit screen as my eyes widened.
What on earth is that boy doing tonight?
Crawling out of bed with a blanket draped across my body, I walked through the dark house and towards the office, a faint light coming from the door.
Sighing, I opened the door finding Jordan sat in front of the computer. Ever since the day he walked away from the car fire, Jordan has been trying to figure out what happened that night.
"Jordan?" I asked as I walked into the room.
"What are you doing awake?" He asked, turning in his chair and wrapping his arms around my waist.
"I could ask you the same thing," I chuckled.
"I'm trying to figure out what I am-" Jordan reasoned.
"At 2am?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
"I guess I just lost track of time," he said smiling slighty.
"Come to bed, you can continue in the morning," I said, pulling him up to his feet.
"Just let me-" he started before I kissed him, "alright come on."
Jordan turned everything off before we made our way back to the bedroom.
"I'm sure Lydia and Scott have some idea of what you are," I said quietly as we both lay under the covers.
"I don't want them to do everything, it's my problem, I should-" he ranted before I cut him off.
"Don't worry about it, they've got the best knowledge of supernatural stuff, as well as Stiles, they'll figure it out eventually," I tried to soothe him, noticing the anxiety building.
"You're right," Jordan breathed out, "we should probably get some sleep, you have school in 4 hours."
"Don't remind me," I groaned as he chuckled.
"Goodnight, Y/N."
"Night Jordan."