Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Secret Santa

Y/N's POV:

"And... cut!" The director shouted once everyone finished the scene. You just finished shooting your scene in Teen Wolf. You sighed as you stood up from the floor, where you were for the scene. You were covered in fake blood and your boyfriend of two years, Dylan O'Brien, walked over to you with a bottle of water, handing it to you. You were still panting from the scene you just shot. Dylan chuckled as you chugged your water, "Thirsty?" Dylan asked as he bounced his eyebrows. You rolled your eyes and nudged him, making him chuckle again.

"Hey, everyone, I have an idea!" Holland Roden said loud enough for everyone to hear. She was holding a Santa hat in her hand. We all stood in a circle, big enough for all of us to fit. Dylan stood on your left and Crystal Reed stood on your right.

"Okay, so my idea is that we do a Secret Santa project. Now, everyone is going to pull a piece of paper out of this hat and there will be a name on it. Whoever you get on that little piece of paper, you have to get them a present. Deal?" Holland said. We all replied with a 'yes' or 'sure'. Tyler P. was the first one to pull a piece of paper out of the hat. He unfolded the piece of paper and nodded. The hat was then passed down in the circle and it eventually got to Dylan. Dylan pulled a piece of paper out and unfolded it, a smirk immediately plastering his face. Dylan then passed the hat down to you and you grabbed it. You stuck your hand in it and grabbed a piece of paper. You pulled it out and passed the hat down to Crystal. You unfolded the small piece of paper, making sure no one saw the name on your paper. You got Tyler Posey. You tucked the piece of paper in your pocket, a smirk on your face.

Once everyone got their piece of paper, Holland explained that the next time we come to film, we have to bring a present for the person we draw out. You and Dylan walked to his car and you both got in. Dylan had a unusual smirk and you weren't sure if you should be excited or not.

**A Couple Days Later**

Y/N's POV:

Today was the day. Today was the day where everyone was receiving their presents from their secret Santa. You were personally excided. You had gotten Tyler a hoodie that had a picture of you and him of the front and on the front and back it said 'Best Friends For Life'. Everyone changed their minds and decided to give away their presents at any time, but it has to be before Christmas. You had made plans with Tyler to go to the café and have lunch together, like a friendly meet up, that's where you were going to give him his present.

You pulled into the café parking lot and parked your car. You got out and put your sunglasses on, fixing your beanie as well. It was chilly season and a bunch of people were getting into the beanie style again. You were wearing dark sunglasses so no one would recognize you, considering that you were pretty famous. You walked to the café and Tyler was standing outside of the entrance, leaning on the wall.

"Well hello, Posey." You said. Tyler looked up and chuckled, "Hello, Y/L/N." Tyler said. You both then went inside, making sure no one recognized you two.

After you both got your lunch, you both sat outside on at a bench-table. Tyler noticed the bag that was next to you and he raised his eyebrows, "Why do you have a bag?" Tyler asked with a laugh. You smirked and picked up the bag, handing it to him. Tyler's jaw dropped over dramatically, "You're my secret Santa?" Tyler asked excitedly. You let out a laugh and nodded, "Yup." You replied. Tyler removed the decoration paper and pulled out the hoodie, a smile spreading across his mouth.

"I. Love. It." Tyler said, holding the hoodie up. You smiled brightly, "Great!" You said happily. Tyler chuckled, "You know what? This is too cute, I'm putting this on now." Tyler said. Tyler was only wearing a long sleeve, so you bet he was cold. Tyler put the hoodie on and you smiled.

"Thank you! From now on, every time I go in an interview, I'm gonna wear this" Tyler said happily.

Y/N's POV:

You pulled into yours and Dylan's driveway, parking the car and getting out. Dylan's car was there, he must be home. You got out of the car and locked it, walking to the front door. You opened the front door and walked into the house. The lights were on and you could smell the scent of your favorite candle burning.

"I'm home!" You sang as you took your shoes off. You took your sweater off and took your beanie off as well, hanging it all on the rack. You then walked towards the living room, expecting to see Dylan watching T.V. but he wasn't in there. You furrowed your eyebrows and you walked in the kitchen, no one was in there. You walked towards the stairs and you started walking up them. You reached the second floor and you walked towards yours and Dylan's bedroom. The door was shut. You turned the knob and you walked in, your jaw dropping. The room had pictures of you and Dylan everywhere. They were on the walls and even on the floor. The pictures on the floor were shaped into a heart. You felt like you were hit with an emotional bomb. A tear rolled down your cheek as you stared at all of the pictures. There was one that made your heart race, it was a picture of you and Dylan kissing on the beach at sunset. You wiped the tears off your face as you walked over to the bed, where a note was sat. You lightly picked the note up and unfolded it, reading it out loud.

"Dear Y/N, I'm just going to tell you straight away that I am your Secret Santa. I was thinking about what I could possibly get you, but then I thought about our relationship and realized we couldn't be boyfriend and girlfriend anymore-" You read aloud. Your heart felt as if it broke into a million pieces.

"We cant be boyfriend and girlfriend anymore because..." Someone trailed off behind you. You turned around and saw Dylan on one knee, "Because we need to be husband and wife." Dylan finished as he held a small jewelry box in his hand and slowly opened it. Your felt frozen. This wasn't happening, it couldn't be. Could this be possible?

"Y/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?" Dylan asked, holding the open jewelry box open, exposing the beautiful diamond ring inside it. You felt as if your heartbeat stopped and everything was in slow motion,

"Are kidding? Yes!" You exclaimed, tears falling from your E/C eyes. Dylan's face lit up and he stood up, engulfing you in a tight, protective hug. Dylan sniffled as he stood back and took the ring out of the box, grabbing your hand and slowly sliding the ring on your finger. You were coving your mouth with your other hand, keeping your sobs silent. Dylan was crying as well. When Dylan finished putting the ring on your finger, he immediately connected your lips with his, sharing a warm, blissful, lustful kiss. From that moment on you knew, anything was possible.

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