Late night chats with stiles are always amusing. The conversation topic has a wide variety, some days we talk about the supernatural, other days depression and on days like this we talk about nothing. Nothing at all.
Stillinksi😍💜- what if clouds had eyes? Xx
I rolled my eyes at him whilst typing back, the phone screen illuminating my face in the dark room.
Cutie😏💜- they don't xx
Stillinksi😍💜- but what if they did?! Xx
Seconds later another text came through, then another, and another.
Stillinksi😍💜- just imagine what they would see!
Stillinksi😍💜- they probably see people kissing.
Stillinksi😍💜- what if they see somebody Poo?!
My hand covered my mouth, muffling the sound of my laughter as I shook my head replying again.
Cutie😏💜- your so weird stiles
Stillinksi😍💜- that is offensive to the otherwise discriminated against
Cutie😏💜- that doesn't even make sense
Stillinksi😍💜- your face doesn't even make sense
Cutie😏💜- oh wow, use your own brain to think that one up?
Stillinksi😍💜- I have to tell you something
Worried, I furrowed my eyebrows as I replied, my heart contracting in my chest.
Cutie😏💜- okay?
Stillinksi😍💜- I like you
I breathed a sigh in relief as another text pinged through.
Stillinksi😍💜- like, I like like you
Chuckling my fingers scanned over the keyboard trying a reply.
Cutie😏💜- that's good, you are my boyfriend after all
Stillinksi😍💜- but still
Cutie😏💜- for what it's worth I like you too
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Teen wolf imagines
FanfictionYou know how this works. I write, you read, hopefully I don't damage your soul too much. REQUESTS CLOSED
