Teen Wolf Imagines

Stiles Stilinski - Freak Out

There was one minor detail that you forgot to mention to Stiles when he asked you out. You were a werewolf. Scott knew, he could sense it. Now it wouldn't have taken a genius to realise, but Stiles was Stiles and you thought it was time to tell him.

"Stilinski! Stop averting your attention to your girlfriend and pick up the ball!" Coach shouted at him, while you watched from the bleachers. Allison sat next to you, obviously supporting Scott.

"Sorry coach." He snapped out of it continued practicing.

"When are you gonna tell him Y/N?" Allison asked you and you let out a sigh.

"Hopefully today. I don't think I can keep this away from him any longer." You whipped out your claws.

"Okay put them away, we're at school. I'm sure he'll come to grips with it." She tried to reassure you but you weren't exactly buying it.

"Allison I'm a freaking werewolf he's not gonna be okay with this. It's been five years. I've known him for twelve. We're supposed to tell everyone everything." You smacked your hand to your head.

"Oh Y/N." She didn't know what to say to you but when you glanced over at the team, Jackson was being rude to your boyfriend.

"Yo Whittemore check yourself before you wreck yourself. You don't have to be such a dick to my boyfriend just because Scott took your place as captain!" You shouted, receiving "whoos" and claps from the other guys.

"Y/L/N, language!" Coach called up to you but you rolled your eyes.

"My girlfriend is hot when she's mad." You heard Stiles whisper, you grinned. Practice soon ended, but Stiles stayed on the field with Scott and Jackson.

"Why are you getting your girlfriend involved?" Jackson shoved him.

"Hey!" You snapped, running down the bleachers and shoving him twice as hard, knocking him to the ground with your supernatural powers.

"Y/N calm down." Stiles tried to pull you back from him but you weren't finished.

"It's unfair when people are nasty isn't it?" You questioned, an angry look on your face.

"What are you gonna do about it?" Jackson smirked and that's when your anger took over and so did your inner werewolf. You turned, roaring at him. His eyes widened in fear and he ran away. That's when you realised, Stiles was still there.

"Stiles..." You began but he cut you off.

"Not you too Y/N?" He threw his hands up in the air with a confused look on his face. You turned back to human form.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you." You muttered, scratching the back of your head.

"Who knew?" He questioned and this was just gonna make things a little awkward considering everyone knew but him.

"Uh, Scott, Lydia, Allison, Chris, Derek, Issac, Boyd, Erica, Melissa, Deaton, The twins and I guess now Jackson." You muttered and he squinted his eyes at you.

"Oh and the Sheriff." You cringed at the look on his face.

"You told my dad but you didn't tell me?" He asked and you nodded.

"Look I'm not mad but I wish you would've told me. You're still hot so that's okay. And you're still my Y/N." He placed a kiss on your lips.

"Aren't you the complimenter?" You asked with a grin and that's when he turned to Scott and Allison.

"And you two knew as well? Holy cow, how did I not realise sooner?" He grabbed your hand and you headed back into the school.

"Well now you've pretty much scared Jackson off of both you and I, I guess I should say Thankyou werewolf." He bopped your nose making you laugh.