Teen Wolf Imagines

Blood - Scott McCall

"You smell different," I heard Scott say as he walked into my bedroom.
I was bundled up in blankets, I hadn't moved from the bed all day.
"Hello to you too," I grumbled not in the mood for anything.
"I'm serious! You smell like... Blood.." Scott trailed off as his eyes widened, "are you hurt? Did someone attack you? Who did this?"
He literally ran over to where I was laying, ripped off all of the blankets and anxiously looked over my body for any signs of an injury, I just sat there laughing.
"Why are you laughing? This could be serious!" Scott said frantically.
"Babe, stop," I giggled as I watched him hesitantly stopping in his tracks, "I'm not injured."
"Then why-"
"I'm on my period," I stated, trying not to laugh.
Scott's eyes bulged as he tried to hide his reddened cheeks.
"Oh... OHH," He said.
I couldn't stop laughing. The scene that had unfolded right in front of me, sending me into histerics.
"Babe, stop laughing," Scott begged as his cheeks turned even redder.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I replied, trying to compose myself, "seeing you like that, worrying about me like that, it was cute."
"Shut up," he replied with a sly smile.
"Now come here and make me feel better," I said holding my arms out for him to join me. Accepting the request, Scott dove under the covers, soothing me of any pain. He gently rubbed my stomach as started to drift off to sleep.