Imagine: Stiles dosen't want you going out late at night by your self.
"Hey I'm gonna go take the trash out."
Stiles snaps his head to his watch and then back you yours.
"It's 1:09 Am. I'll go, you stay."
You smiled because you knew he just didn't like you out there late, even if it was to just to walk to the dumpster down the street.
You leaned in and gave him a sweet slow kiss that lingered.
"I'm burning up. I think I might sleep in my bra and under wear."
You saw him perk up.
"Mabye if you hurry back I'll let you take them off too..." he just nodded and scrambled out of the room. Almost tripping over a chair in the process.
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Dylan O'brien Imagines
FanfictionA bunch of Imagines about Stiles Stilinski from Teen Wolf, Thomas from the maze runner , Caleb from Deepwater horizon, Stuart from the internship, and Dylan himself. WARNING IN ADVANCE (this book was written by me when I was 13/14. I hope to go thro...
