Teen Wolf imagines/preferences

He tells you he's a werewolf

Scott: "Uh hey (Y/N), I feel like you should know this before you decide if you wanna take this relationship any further" Scott said as we were sitting on his couch, just watching TV as we cuddled.

"Um okay?" I said, more asked as I say up to look at him properly when he didn't say anything my nerves were set even more on edge.

"Uh I-I'm a werewolf (Y/N)" he stuttered out finally, I missed, "Okay," I said. "Wait you- you don't mind, you're nor gonna freak out?" He asked me, I shrugged. "I've watched Supernatural, I'm sure I can handle the supernatural population here" I laughed.

"So, beta, omega or Alpha?" I asked him excitedly, he shook his head, smiling, finally, he looked up to answer me. "True Alpha" he smirked, flashing his red eyes at me.

I smirked back at him as I moved to straddle him, "Who's Alpha are you?" I whispered in his ear before gently taking his earlobe between my teeth.

"Yours" he growled as he attacked my neck, leaving multiple hickeys in his wake before he ventured lower. (I'm gonna let you imagine the rest because I'm too awkward, I might write smut in the future but for now, I'm gonna hold off on it:-) )

Stiles: "Hey babe" I smiled as he walked in through my front door, once I looked at his face, my smile immediately dropped. "Stiles! What's wrong? What happened?" I asked him, abandoning my sandwich and rushing over to him.

"(Y/N) I uh- I have to tell you something" he said slowly, I nodded, encouraging him to tell me but also to take his time.

"I um- (Y/N) I'm a werewolf" he whispered, "What?" I asked, shocked being an understatement. "No" he whispered back, his serious expression slowly breaking away to reveal a massive smile on his lips.

"You're such an ass! I can't believe I left my sandwich all alone for that" I shook my head as I walked back into the kitchen and started eating my sandwich again. "Babe c'mon, lighten up, I'm sorry" he said as he wrapped his arms around me from behind.

His chin rested on my shoulder as his mouth started leaving little kisses on my neck. "I forgive you Stiles" I moaned as I felt him gently bite down on my neck.

Peter: "(Y/N), we've been together for a while now, correct?" Peter asked as he approached me, I was sprawled out on the couch reading a book, faintly aware of Derek working out behind the couch.

"Yes Peter, almost five months now" I answered as I spared a glance up at him before I went back to reading my book. "Right, well I have something to tell you, considering our agreement to no secrets prior to the relationship," he said.

I smirked as I looked up at him, placing my book down I said, "Oh my god, you sound more like Spock everyday, c'mon what have you got to tell me?" Peter looked skeptically at me before he moved my legs and sat on the couch, placing my legs over his lap.

"Uh well, I'm a werewolf," he said as he looked straight into my eyes, "No you're not," I said, a small 'I don't want to believe this' smile on my face. "Yes I am, as is Derek," Peter said as he pointed to Derek who was still working out, trying not to be a part of this conversation.

"But, you don't seem like werewolves," I said, Peter simply closed his eyes, and then flicked his hand, claws were suddenly in place of his nails. I sat there in silence, trying to comprehend the fact that werewolves were real.

"I understand this must be hard for you to get a hold on, I'll leave you alone for a while," Peter said softly as he stood up, kissed my forehead and walked off with Derek, leaving me in silence.

Derek: "Hey Derek?" I asked as I focused on my cooking, "Yeah babe?" he replied from behind me, sitting at the kitchen table as he waited 'patiently' for our dinner to be finished cooking.