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live a little

"C'mon stiles!!" I pleaded.

"Y/N I'm not doing it" Stiles glared at me.

"Fine. If you wanna be a bad boyfriend and not do something with me, something very fun, knock yourself out" I looked at him and put my head down while turning my back to him.

"Y/N! Don't say that!"

"Already did, babe"

"Fine, you little bitch."

"But I'm your little bitch"

"That's right."

"You gotta live a little, Stilinski!"

I rushed up the stairs to get dressed before Stiles.

I grabbed a pair of Nike pros with a purple sports bra and my blue and pink tennis shoes.

I pull my hair up into a pony tail with a black skinny headband so my hair isn't in my face.

"K Stiles you can come change now!" I yell to him downstairs.

He comes up the stairs and freezes.

"You expect me to stand here and pretend like I'm not turned on a lot right now?"

"Keep it in your shorts Stilinski" I wink back at him.

He comes down with a pair of shorts and a gray shirt with some black nikes.

"Well I'm just uh-" I stuttered staring at him still.

"We're gonna be late" he chuckled at me.

"Look who's an eager beaver now!" I smirked.

"Eager to get this over with, yes"

"Well Stilinski, let's go run this 5k!"

"Y/N Y/L/N and Stiles Stilinski" I told the lady working at the desk in the field.

"Couple?" she questioned.

"Two years this weekend" I gushed out while squeezing Stiles's hand.

"Cute. 224 and 225 are your numbers."

She handed us sticky paper that I put on my stomach and Stiles put on his back.

"When it gets dark out they bring out the glow in the dark colors Stiles!!" I squealed like a little kid.

"Mhm k"

"Stiles!!! Don't be grumpy! I'm really excited for this!"

"You're lucky you're cute when you're excited"

I grinned at him with big eyes. "Love youuuu" I sang.

The run started and you started with Stiles at an easy jog.

Not 5 minutes through Stiles starts complaining.

"Y/N it hurts!" he groaned.

"Well that sucks because we still have 3 miles to run." I smiled at him.

"Call Scott to come sit here so he can see me before I die."

"You're not gonna die Stiles"

"Call Scott"

"Okay okay"

I dialed Scotts number while keeping a steady pace.

"Scott just get down to the park because Stiles might die because he's a wimp" And with that I hung up.

When we had 2 miles left to go, Scott showed up and cheered us on.

It was starting to get dark and they brought out the glowing color powder and sprinkled it over us like fairy dust.

"So now when I die, it will be colorful. Cool" Stiles heaved out.

"I know it hurts just keep going" I encouraged.

We were so close to the end. I could feel it. Stiles was limping behind me and I could tell he wanted to kill me for making him do this.

"Stiles!"

"What Y/N? Still busy dying over here!"

"If we get to the finish line in the next 20 seconds you'll have a fun night I bet!!" I winked at him.

He looked at me and perked up when he started zooming past other people. I laughed to myself and shook my head. Why am I dating such a dork?

"SCOTT" Stiles yelled.

"Wow man! You did it! I mean Y/N did 20 times better than you but, you tried!"

"Oh God" Stiles fell into Scotts arms. "Y/N I hate you!" he yelled.

"You love me shut up" I laughed back.

"Scott help- how- what- she's not human" Stiles muttered.

"Now that's what I call fun. Again sometime?" I grinned at Stiles.

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HI OKAY SO OMG IM STILL WOAHHHHH OVER 500 READS LIKE WHAT

so i thought this was cute because like same Stiles I can't run for my life.

my friend wants me to run a 5k as well but HAHAH I CANT RUN SO YOU RUN AND ILL CHEER YOU ON WOOOO

xoxox
romy:)