dylan o'brien imagines

roommates | stiles

Starting at college was nerve wracking to say the least, you got out of the taxi and took in your surroundings.

The huge buildings around you made you feel extremely nervous, hordes of people were dragging their suitcases to their dorms around you.

You proceeded to grab your suitcase from the taxi and looked at one of the giant maps that was near you, you located your dorm building and headed towards it.

Once you reached your room you swiped the card you received in the mail in the scanner and walked inside, closing the door behind you.

Your eyes cast over your room, you saw that one of the beds was already occupied with an open suitcase on top of it.

You put your suitcase near the end of your bed and started to unpack it, putting your clothes into the wardrobe on your side of the room.

Your mind wandered to what your roommate would be like, would she be nice? You hoped she'd be nice, your nerves were starting to appear again until you heard the shower that had been running in the background turn off.

You turned around just in time to see a guy walking out of the bathroom, wrapping a towel around his waist.

"Oh my god!" He yelled, "what are you doing in my room?!"

"What are you doing in my room?!" You asked, your voice extremely high.

"Oh my god, this can't be happening." The guy muttered to himself.

You couldn't help but stare at his amazingly toned body as he searched around for some clothes, "I'm, um, gonna put these on then we can talk." He said, backing into the bathroom.

You sat on the edge of your bed, still astounded at the fact your roommate was an extremely attractive guy.

He came out moments later, smiling shyly, "sorry, let's try this again. I'm Stiles, I'm guessing you're my roommate."

"I'm y/n." You smiled, although you were still nervous about this whole situation.

"Uh, I'm sorry, this is really awkward." Stiles laughed, trying to break the tension.

"Yeh." You laughed too, you managed to look at him properly and noticed he was actually very cute, his hair was still slightly wet and slicked back from his face and his cheeks were dotted with moles.

"Um, if you're not comfortable with this arrangement I'm sure I can change rooms..." Stiles trailed off, although he was hoping you'd say no because he couldn't help but notice how pretty you are.

"No! No, it's fine, I don't mind." You smiled reassuringly, he seemed sweet and for some reason you felt comfortable around him.

"Oh, good, for a moment I thought I'd have to move all my stuff." He chuckled, gesturing to the drawers that were already overflowing with his clothes.

"I guess we're roommates then." You stated, smiling before getting up and continuing to unpack.

"Say, when you're finished unpacking why don't we grab something to eat?" He suggested, laying back on his bed as he grabbed his phone.

"Sure." You nodded, putting all of your clothes onto hangers in your wardrobe.

Once you'd finished Stiles broke the silence, "finally!" He exclaimed as he saw you slide your suitcase under your bed.

"So, do you know anywhere good to eat?" You asked, pulling on your denim jacket to get ready to leave.

"No," Stiles chuckled, "I was just planning on driving around until we found somewhere."

"You have a car?" You were pretty surprised, you couldn't afford one yourself with college fees and all.

He nodded, a smirk flickered across his lips, "come on." He said, taking hold of your hand and dragging you out of the dorm building.

He led you towards a baby blue jeep, opening the passenger side door for you.

"I saw how surprised you were when I said I had a car... it was my moms." He said sadly.

You could tell by the tone of his voice that something had happened, "oh, I'm sorry-"

"Don't be," He looked towards you and smiled softly, "let's go get something to eat."

He drove around for an hour until he finally stopped at a small cafe, "this okay?"

You nodded, "honestly I could eat anything right now."

"Me too." He laughed, you felt goosebumps rise on your arms as he did, it was a beautiful sound.

Moments later you both got out of his jeep and headed into the cafe, grabbing some sandwiches and ordering drinks before sitting in a small booth.

For some reason it felt like you'd known him for longer than a day, he made you feel comfortable sitting across from him as he started talking. He made extremely cheesy jokes that you couldn't help laughing at, you knew sharing a room with this guy wouldn't be so bad after all.

After you both finished eating he drove you back to the dorms, playing his favourite songs on the radio. He started humming along and tapping his fingers against his steering wheel, you smiled at how adorable he really was.

It had already gotten dark by the time you both walked back into the dorm room, Stiles flicked his bedside light on to illuminate the room before walking into the bathroom.

You decided to get ready for bed before he came back in, by the time he'd finished you were already under the covers of your bed, reading a book.

Once he got into his own bed he turned to face you, observing you as you read.

You placed your book onto the small table besides your bed and turned to face him, raising your eyebrows, "what are you staring at, Stilinski?"

"Nothing... I was just thinking about how I'm glad you're my roommate," he grinned, flipping onto his back, "good night, y/n." He said before turning off his light.

"Good night, Stiles." You said as you did the same.

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