Teen Wolf Preferences

Other Boys Think You're Hot

Other Boys Think You're Hot

Derek:

It was a weekend, so Derek and you were doing your strength training. You were wearing workout leggings and a sports bra, while Derek wore lose sweatpants.

"Don't push yourself too hard," he said watching you do pulls ups.

"I won't," you groaned rolling my eyes. I let go as I finished fifty. "I'm not even tired," I smiled stretching my hands above my head.

His eyes glanced down, and he walked forward. Just when his lips were about to touch yours there was a knock on the door.

Derek sighed and went over to open the door. "What do you want?"

It was Scott, Isaac, and Stiles. "Hey boys," you waved at them before taking a few gulps of water. "What's up?" you asked walking to stand next to Derek.

"Um..." Stiles started his cheeks turning red.

"What?" you asked confused.

Derek wrapped his arm around your waist.

"Maybe you should go put on a shirt, he suggested.

"Oh, got it," you agreed understanding, and then you turned around to walk upstairs.

"Your girlfriend is so hot," Stiles whispered to Derek.

"I can still hear you," you called out at him as Derek flicks Stiles in the forehead saying, "Shut up!"

Scott:

"Stiles is here," Scott yelled from the hallway.

"But I just got in the shower," you complained.

"Well finish quickly, Stiles and I will find something to do."

You finished showering as quickly as you could, and left the bathroom naked thinking no one was in the room. But when you entered the room Stiles was there. You screamed, and Stiles covered his eyes.

"What the hell, Stilinski? What are you doing in here?" you yelled covering yourself with my hands.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Scott asked running into the room. "Stiles?"

"No, I am not! Get him out!"

"Sorry, sorry, sorry," Stiles repeated walking out of the room, but accidentally running into the wall. "Sorry, sorry," Stiles said again, as Scott pushed him out.

"By the way, Y/N. You look a lot better with your clothes off," Stiles joked.

"Stiles," you and Scott shout, Scott growling a bit.

Stiles chuckled and ran down the stairs.

Stiles:

It was in gym class when Stiles kept bugging you.

"Don't join that group," he whispered to you. You were starting the swim unit, and Stiles didn't want me to be with the group contains the "hot jocks."

"Why can't I?"

"Cause they'll stare at you, and I don't want them looking at my hot girlfriend," he said getting possessive.

"Well then maybe you shouldn't have filled up your group with me not in it," you scowled walking towards my group.

The whole class Stiles was trying to get your attention, but you ignored him.

"Stilinski get back to your group!"

"One second coach," Stiles said from behind you.

He turned you around in the water. "What are you-" Stiles cut me off by kissing me.