Stiles: Your wit. He loves how you can fire back at his sarcasm with even more sarcasm. He appreciates how you challenge him but at the end of each day, tell him how smart and funny he is.
Scott: Your heart. He admires how you find joy in everything you do. You bring love and light into every room and he falls more and more in love with you every single day.
Issac: Your confidence. The way you carry yourself and how you own every room you walk into. He often questions himself and when he is at his lowest, you are by his side to lift him up.
Derek: Your strength. Not only your physical strength but your emotional strength. He felt nothing could break you but he made sure nothing would even have a chance.
Jackson: Your charm. You were cunning just like he was and he took all of the credit for it. You both knew how to talk your way into anything but never used your skills on each other.
Liam: Your intelligence. He especially loves when you help him with his homework and he always shows his gratitude. You had a passion for knowledge and he loved sitting by your side while you talked about all the different things you taught yourself.
Aiden: The small things about you. The tiny freckles scattered across your skin, the way your face lit up when your favourite song started playing. He loved the way your eyes sparkled when you looked at him. He discovered something new about you everyday and it only made him fall harder.
Parrish: Your height. He loved the way he could rest his head on top of yours when you hugged and the way your pants were always a bit too long. You always hated your height but the way Jordan loved it made you love it and yourself a little more.
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Fanfictionim.ag.i.na.tion iˌmajəˈnāSH(ə)n/ noun the faculty or action of forming new ideas, or images or concepts of external objects not present to the senses. "she'd never been blessed with a vivid imagination"
