Teen Wolf Imagines

Nightmares - Stiles

The dreams and nightmares you had were always simple, and you always woke up immediately after. This time you didn't. You were living in your own nightmare.

You sat with Lydia in the cafeteria as you waited for Allison to take her seat next to you.

It had been a few weeks since Jennifer Blake and the Alphas were defeated, but the tension in the air was always thick and noticeable.

You all knew that something was coming, but none of you had the never to bring it up.

Your brother was always on the watch for you and all of your friends, and you noticed how tired he had been lately.

Scott was the Alpha now and he would do anything to protect you all.

"I don't understand what's happening." Lydia mumbled as she watched Allison's eyes flit nervously around the room.

"The three of them have been so jumpy and out of it lately. I don't know what to do."

You nodded, glancing over at Scott and Stiles who were both hunched over their lunches talking to each other.

You tried hearing what they were saying, but Isaac slid into the seat next to you, blocking your view.

"He's probably asking Scott for your hand in marriage." You smacked his arm lightly as he laughed, attempting to lighten the mood.

"Stop, you and I both know he doesn't like me like that." You said, your eyes moved to Lydia slightly, but you knew it wasn't her fault.

Stiles just didn't like you, and you knew that he liked Lydia a lot, so you didn't want to get in the way of that, if that was ever going to happen.

Several days later, you nervously sat next to Scott as he explained to you that Stiles was putting himself in Eichen House.

"Why?" Was your constant question, but you knew the answer, Stiles felt sick and just not right.

He needed this.

A few nights later, a loud knock on your window had you flinching from your sleep.

You glanced over and saw Stiles staring at you.

You rose from bed quickly, lifting the window open to let him inside.

"What are you doing here?" You yelled, praying that your mom and brother weren't home yet.

"Can't come see the girl I always love to see?" Stiles replied cooly, sitting on your bed and smoothed out your blankets.

"I never would've guessed you had a crush on me, well that's not entirely true. Two peas in a pod right. I'm your brother's best friend. How cliche can you get, Y/N?" You stood by the door, inching closer to the bat by the door handle.

Stiles was in front of you in a flash, pulling you towards him. "C'mon now. Even Stiles could see that one coming." His lips were on yours immediately.

You've dreamed of this moment for years now, waiting for the moment where Stiles would realize his feelings and sweep you off your feet, and this was not it.

"You can call me Void from now on, darling. Believe me, we'll be seeing each other real soon." You closed your eyes and in that second Stiles, or whatever that was was gone.

The only sign he'd been there was the impression on your bed.

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You sat up gasping, clutching on to your chest as you attempted to catch your breath. Stiles grabbed your wrists as he sat down, whispering to you to calm down.

"I'm fine, Stiles. You don't have to stay here anymore." You said, sitting up on the bed so your feet could brush against the floor.

"Do you hate me?" Stiles questioned, pulling his hands away. "You should. I've done bad things. I-I killed Allison. I killed my friend, Y/N. I did that."

You shook your head once, a solid movement. "You didn't do that, Stiles. The Oni and Nogitsune did that, you did not do that? Do you understand me?" You moved closer to him, pulling his chin up to face you.

"I love you, you know." Stiles said, looking up to the ceiling.

"I think that's why the Nogitsune targeted you first. He knew you were my weakness. I think that's what saved me too, knowing that you were here and in trouble. I knew you and Scott and everyone else needed me." He took a shallow breath and continued,

"But I get if you hate me. You watched me do horrible things. I know it wasn't really me but I was there, I saw everything."

"You're here, Stiles. You're here with me and that's all that matters." You clasped his hand firmly in yours as he moved to sit next to you. "I could never hate you because being in love with you is all I know."

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