Teen wolf imagines

Stiles Stilinski | Nogitsune

This one is for Mrs_Dandelion She is amazing and a really great writer!

You walked through the dark woods, twigs snapping under your feet. You came out here to think, it was your favourite place. The lights from the houses reminded you of fairies. Your eyes fell on the school, the place you met Stiles, the best thing in your life.

It was after school one day, you just wanted to get in a few more hours of practice for your big volleyball game the next day. Stiles and Scott had been there too, looking for something they had "lost". At the time you hadn't known about the supernatural so you brushed it off and went back to practicing. To this day, you still don't know what Scott and stiles were doing there.

You jumped out of your trance as twigs snapped behind you. Stiles stood behind you with a smile, "You scared me, you oaf"

"Didn't mean to" he grabbed your face, kissing you passionately. He moved his hands to the bottom of your sweater, he began to pull it off but you grabbed his forearms.

"Stiles, what are you doing" you pull him into the light. Dark bags sit under his eyes, a devilish smirk spreads across his lips. You push away from the Nogitsune.

"Oh Stiles is going to be so sad when he finds out" the creature laughs. "Never trust a fox" it slaps you across he face, you stumble backwards into a tree. The fox walks slowly towards you, "They'll trick everyone" it whispers in your ear, causing the tiny hairs on your body to raise.

In a split second you go from standing in the woods to laying on a cold cement floor, the Nogitsune crouched in the corner, less than five feet from you. You watch as he crawls on top of you, unable to move your limbs. The creature moves its hand to your face, six fingers. Stiles always told you that there will always be extra fingers in your dreams, so you can tell when you're dreaming. You look down at your hand, six fingers. You yell as you force your limbs to move, your arms slowly raise and you push the creature off. You roll on your side and immediately fall to the ground next to Stiles' bed.

"Don't come any closer, I have a weapon" Stiles shouts, now fully upright on the bed with his eyes closed.

"It's just me, put the slipper down" you climb back on the bed, resting your head on stiles chest.

"Bad dream?" he whispered.

"The worst" you replied.

"Well I'm here, nothing will hurt you"

"You will"