Teen Wolf Imagines

Peter Hale

Requested by RayitaBuzolic hope you enjoy

Peter and I were sitting on the couch cuddling as we watched our movie the rest of the pack had left to watch to see something at the local movie theater so I didn’t have to worry about my brother, Scott, seeing us together. We started laughing at the movie as one of the blondes pulled a typical horror movie move and ran straight into the killer than screamed bloody murder. The lights flickered on and my eyes widened in horror as I heard Scott’s voice, “what the hell is this?” I pulled away from Peter at lightning speed as I turned towards Scott.

“I can explain, I swear.” but the look on his face said that he didn’t want to hear it. He grabbed my arm and said, “we’re leaving.” I didn’t argue I just let Scott drag me out of the house and one the way home he didn’t say a single word and didn’t spare me a single glance and it made me really anxious for what was about to come. I sat in the car for a moment after he got out blinking back the tears and then followed him inside, “how long?” I gulped crossing my arms but didn’t say anything, “how long have you been going out with that psychotic untrustable bastard?!” I took a step back as he raised his voice.

His eyes started to shift in color as his anger raised, “a month.” I knew he heard me but he still said, “huh?” tears built up no matter how hard I tried to fight them, “we’ve been togehter a month.” he scoffed this is un-fucking-believable Y/n you know that.” he smacked the counter making me jump, “I thought I helped mom raise you better than this.” my breath caught, “get out of my sight.” I didn’t move and his fangs dropped down and he growled at me and did a fake lunge making me fall back in fear.

 He realised his mistake and tried to comfort me but I pushed him off and ran off towards Peter’s house ignoring the pouring rain. I didn’t stop running until I was outside his loft and gently knocking on his door, “hey.” he noticed my soaked clothes and tear ruined makeup, “what did he do?” He pulled me into a hug not caring that I was soaking him and I started to cry harder, “he acted like he was going to hurt me.” he knew that dad mistreated me when I was younger and he did it anyway. 

Peter picked me up and carried me to the bathroom, “can you get showered by yourself?” I didn’t respond and he sighed softly tugging on the bottom of my shirt, “can I take this off?” I nodded and he slowly pulled off then he grabbed at my bottoms and I panicked grabbing his hands, “you want to do it?” I nodded and he backed away, “you gonna shower by yourself?” I shook my head and my breathing picked up, “okay I can help you, do you want me to stay outside of the shower and help you?” 

I shook my head and slowly started to take off my pants. I knew Peter would never hurt me in any way like that bastard. He slowly went around me as if he didn’t want to startle me and started to warm up the shower, “do you want me to put on a pair of swim trunks or do you want that bathing suit you left here?” I shook my head stripped out of the remaining garments and crossed my arms as I stood there bare and he placed a hand between my shoulder blades gently pushing me forwards towards the tubs. 

He stripped then joined me grabbing my strawberry scented shampoo and he slowly started to lather it into my hair massaging my scalp helping me relax. I leaned my head back into the stream of water letting the hot water further relax me. Then he grabbed the strawberry conditioner and worked that into my hair as well then grabbed my body wash, “you want to do it?” I shook my head and leaned back against him allowing him to pour it on a rag and start to thoroughly wash my body. 

He was being gentle and watched my reaction the entire time to make sure that I never felt uncomfortable. I washed off the suds, “you wanna get out?” I sighed, “I wanna relax for a moment.” he nodded and allowed me to lean against him wrapping his arms around me and rubbed circles on my shoulder, “are you okay?” I nodded, “I’ve been stressed hiding this and then they came home early and now Scott is pissed at me and I just don’t know what to do. I don’t want my brother hating me.” the tears returned and Peter let me cry it out before responding.

“I don’t want to be the reason that you and your brother are falling out, you changed me, you truly have and I will do everything in my power to prove to him I’m not that same person I used to be.” He kissed the top of my head, “you’re my yellow.” I couldn’t conceal the smile that appeared on my lips and I turned my head leaning up to kiss him. He didn’t allow it to deepen pulling away turning off the water, “c’mon love let’s get you dried off and to bed we’re going to talk to your brother tomorrow.” I nodded and we dried off and he threw me one of his shirts along with a pair of his boxers and I fell asleep wrapped in the scent of him with a smile one my face and his arms wrapped around me.