You sat in the armchair placed in the corner of your living
room, your head leaning back and your eyes shut. You were exhausted to say the
least and the giggling coming from the other side of the room left you
wondering how such a tiny human could have so much energy still. You had
volunteered to watch your coworker’s child since you had nothing else to do for
the day and your friend was in desperate need for a sitter. You thought she
would be easy to handle, easy to control and she would tire herself out
quickly.
Boy were you wrong.
Your head snapped up when you heard Ignis’s footsteps make
their way down the hall. He had gotten home only minutes ago and after greeting
you, he headed to the bedroom to change. When he emerged he was out of his work
attired and casually dressed in jeans and a white tee. After smiling at you he
glanced around the room, looking for the toddler.
“She’s hiding behind the sofa,” you sighed, pushing yourself
up and walking over to him, wrapping your arms around him tightly.
“Long day,” he asked.
“The longest,” you mumbled, your head resting on his
shoulder.
“When is she being picked up?”
“In about an hour,” you answered.
“Well,” he said, moving away from you and over towards the
couch, “I think it might be a great time to bake a tray full of chocolate chip
cookies. But I may need someone to test them out.”
At the sound of his suggestion, the little girl popped her
head out from behind the furniture, “I can help,” she spoke excitedly.
“You will,” he smiled, squatting down, “Well that would be
just perfect. How about we go to the kitchen and let Y/N rest for a minute.”
The little one eagerly nodded her head and toddled to the
kitchen. Ignis simply smiled at you, whispering, “I’ll take this last shift. Why
don’t you go shower and join us in a few.”
In that moment you had never felt more love for someone as
you thanked the Gods for sending you such a saving grace. Quickly pacing over to him you gave him a
hasty kiss, “Thank you Iggy.”
“Of course my love,” he smiled, “Now go take a break. You
deserve it.”
don’t you dare tell him he can’t wear your heels or shirts that may or may not be too small for this fashionista
He shares his spotlight with you even if mina already steals it from him Lmao.
when your cold he’ll give you his fabulous cape. then he realizes that his own ass is freezing and lowkey wants it back.
.he has more beauty products then you tbh
he calls you “amour“ and “his sparkles” to which you reply by calling him “Twinkle” and “Bellybuttonboy”
Please take care of his delicate heart.
Shinso
Oh yes
Shinso Hitoshi.
He’s so precious oh my god.
Hitoshi loves to take cap-naps with his s/o. He feels secure when you sleep with him. You two don’t normally go on traditional dates, you’ll just sleep fml.
Don’t ask him what eyeliner he uses, its a secret.
do you really expect me to believe that this boi doesn’t sleep whenever he has the opportunity too?
He just wants to be your hero, fuck all of dem hoes who said he was villainous.
buy him a cat. he’ll love you forever.
The cats your first child.his names go-go.
Monoma
wHO’S THAT SEXY THING, I SEE OVER THERE
that’s me….. bitch
His favorite hobby is to mock everything that breaths. You’re his only exception so there’s no need to hold your breath. Exhales
He’s so cocky. too cocky. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
he’s gonna call you a goddess and brag all the time about you and how his s/o is completely out of their league.
please, someone, stop him.
This relationship is filled with compliments /because/ he can’t help but to say lovely things to the person he /love/.
Aoyama is flattered, extremely flattered. He’s always getting denied the attention he so desperately craves, so having a secret admirer makes his heart flutter!
When he tells his classmates about his admirer, they all think he’s joking and that he writes fake notes and puts him in is desk.
Ever so sure of himself, Aoyama ignores their comments and makes it a mission to find whoever has been leaving him notes.
He’s not going to lie, he kind of likes the mystery behind having a secret admirer. Finding out who it is is a necessity for him, but he gets goosebumps from the thrill of the chase.
He keeps every note you leave and makes a little collage out of them. He reads them often and smiles at the nice things you always write about him.
Aoyama gets immersed in finding out who his secret admirer, so much so that the class is weirded out by how quiet he’s been lately.
He becomes suspicious of anyone and everyone. If someone is a little nicer to him then usual, they are on his suspect list.
When he finally finds out who his admirer is, he wants to know everything about them and treats them like royalty.
After all, this person has given so much attention (and although he wants more), he feels obligated to return the favor.
It was a chilly Saturday morning. Nothing felt better then to rest and sleep in, your teacher was absolutely ruthless with exams, so having nothing to worry about for the day and staying inside the Comforts of your dorm room was heaven. You were rather anti-social and preferred to keep to yourself, so when your sparkling boyfriend Aoyama begged you to meet his friends (due to some of his classmates that refused to believe Aoyama’s claims of having an actual girlfriend) —the students of 1-A—was beyond nerve-racking for you.
You didn’t mind being a student of the support course, you had less eyes watching you and people weren’t judging you or your quirk.
Your eyes stayed shut as you heard your phone ring, The familiar ringtone of Aoyama’s favorite song chimed as you groped your nightstand for the noisy item. After finally grasping onto the metallic device, you forced your heavy eyelids to slightly open and used your index finger to swiped the green button, accepting his call.
“Y/N!, my darling! I’ll pick you up in five minutes! Good bye!”
“n-n-no Aoyama, wait! —”
Aoyama hung up before you could actually say something, he never gives you the opportunity to reply.
Your heart hammered against your ribcage as you hid under your blanket. You squeezed your eyes shut as anxiety started to wash over you.
You hated big crowds and was horrible at socializing.
Minutes felt like seconds as Aoyama was already at your door, knocking it in a rhythmic way.
“Y/N, love. I’m Coming In~”
Sung your glittery boy as he welcomed himself in.
His shiny outfit lit up your dark dorm room as Aoyama ripped off the blankets that kept you all nice and snug,letting the cold air nip at your skin.
You whimpered at the sudden action and began to tug at the blanket, leading into a pathetic game of tug-a-war.
You pulled hard against the fluffy material as Aoyama let go, making you fall back.
“Y/N, why are you not ready?, my friends are just dying to meet you!”
Exaggerated Aoyama as he empathized the word ‘dying’ whist making a dramatic pose.
“I don’t want to go Aoyama…They wont like me…”
You muttered out as the blonde finally stayed quiet, long enough for you to explain.
“you know how I feel about meeting new people . it’s scary”
Aoyama’s eyes began to water as he over dramatically apologized to you.
“I’m sorry y/n, it’s just, I love you and I want to show you off to my friends. I mean, I’m fabulous but together we’re beyond fabulous we’re…. Twinkling! Anyone and everyone would love to befriend you!”
Aoyama complemented you as he sat down next to you and wrapped the blanket around the both of you as you snuggled up to each other.
“ but I understand that you would prefer my fabulous company over anyone else’s ”
He gloated as you rested your on his chest.
“we can stay here, in your dull and hideous room and cuddle….If that’s what you want”
Marvel fans have made me hope that Avengers 4 is actually just 2 and a half hours of flipping between the serious Avengers on earth and then the dust characters pissing about in the soul world till the former saves them.
Steve: Bucky thank god! I missed you so much.
Bucky: mmhmmmm
Tony: oh my goodness Peter I thought I’d never see you again I’m so happy.
Peter: yeah you too haha…
Steve: what’s up with you guys? Are you okay?
Tony: yeah! you don’t seem very happy to see us.
Peter: it’s nothing it’s just… you interrupted our talent show.
(WOOOO another one lost in my drafts! Isaac baby I MISS you)
Isaac’s had a crush on you for years, but he’s very shy and he can never really build up the courage to do much more than stare at you from across the library
He shows up at the little coffee shop you work at every saturday morning just to see you, but he always leaves before you build up the courage to go start a conversation with the curly haired boy
He catches himself doodling your name with his last name, and groans while he buries his face in his hands as he realizes how screwed he is
You catch him looking at you one day, and send him a small smile that makes him drop the stack of books he’d been holding
You literally run into him in the hall one day, sending both of your books flying everywhere
“We really have to stop meeting like this, Lahey.”
“You know myname?” He stutters out in disbelief as he hands you your science textbook
“Of course I do. Your name is Isaac Lahey, and you come to the coffee shop I work at every saturday, and you also sit behind me in history and make cheesy jokes under your breath when you think no one is listening.” You grin at him, blushing a little
He’s stunned and a little dazed that you’re actually speaking to him, but brushes off his shock to send you a heartbreaking smile
“And you’re Y/N, and you sit in front of me in history and laugh at my cheesy jokes when you think no one can hear you.”
“Do you want to go get coffee or something?” You ask him as the bell rings, not quite wanting to stop talking to the cute and surprisingly funny curly haired boy
“I’m taking that as a yes.” You grab his arm as his jaw drops in shock, leading him out towards your car
The car ride to the little cafe down the street is filled with you singing along mindlessly to Isaac’s favorite song as he soaks in the fact that holy shit, the girl I’ve been crushing on since first grade is going out to get coffee with me
That’s the moment when Isaac knows he’s really fallen for you, and hard
After ordering, he asks why a girl like you wants to be seen around a guy like him, and you have to stifle a laugh
“Because any girl would kill to be seen around a guy like you. Those assholes back at school don’t know what they’re talking about.”
He’s too shy to ask for your number, but when driving him home, you slip a sticky note with your number on it into his hand with a smirk as he gets out of your car
You guys become really great friends after that, and even though he’s still kinda shy and reserved you have no problem breaking down those barriers
You guys continue leave each other sticky notes plastered everywhere, with reminders and little notes that make each other smile (a tradition that never really fades)
Screw butterflies, you give him the whole goddamn zoo
Everything from shared smiles from across the library to accidental brushing of hands sends Isaac’s heartbeat off the charts
You’ve noted that he has a habit of running his hands through his hair when he’s nervous, and can’t help but wonder what makes him so nervous every time he’s around you
You can instantly tell when he’s lying about getting those bruises from falling down the stairs, but you don’t demand answers or push
He confesses about his father’s abuse to you at your house when studying, and you spend the rest of the night consoling him.
“Any time you need a safe place to stay, I’m just down the street. Okay? I’m always just a phone call and a few miles away.”
After he gets the bite, you’re the first person he comes to
He’s crying as he tells you everything because he’s afraid you’ll hate him for becoming a monster, and he doesn’t want to lose the one thing that he actually cares about
“Hey, you’ll never lose me, okay? I’m here through thick and thin.”
You pulling him in to a hug, his arms wrapped around you in his signature bone crushing hug that never fails to make you feel like everything is going to be alright
The bite gives him a whole new outlook on life, and you can’t help but smile at his newfound attitude
Isaac’s new confidence is definitely a turn on..
He shows up at school in a black leather jacket, wearing a smirk that makes your knees go weak, and it takes all your might not to kiss him senseless right then and there
“Well, hello beautiful.”
You roll your eyes with a laugh as he leans lazily against the locker next to yours, not noticing him looking at you with something akin to awe in his eyes
“So, you know how now that I got the bite, and I’m going to be living with Derek and everything now… Well, I wanted to thank you- well, I wanted to tell you… That, I-” Isaac stutters out, his nervousness showing through his collected exterior
“Isaac, are you okay?” You ask in concern, gently closing your locker and facing him so that your face is only inches away from his own
“I wanted to tell you something important.” He chokes out, sighing lightly as he takes your hand in his. “And if I don’t get this out now, I’ll never tell you. Y/N, the truth is that I’ve had a crush on you since the first grade, and I-”
Then your lips are on his and your hands tugging him closer by his leather jacket, unable to help yourself from kissing the incredibly sweet boy who had stolen your heart
Isaac tenses a little in surprise before melting into the kiss, gripping your waist firmly as he pulls you closer to him
“We should have down that a lot sooner.” He whispers breathlessly as he rests his forehead against yours after pulling away, and the grin on his face is something that you’ll never forget
“A lot sooner, Lahey.”
That leather jacket and self assured smirk drives you insane all throughout the following periods, and you’re confident that he knows exactly what he’s doing
Isaac is actually relatively clueless as to the affect he has on you, so he’s more than a little surprised and confused by the text you send him requesting that he meet you in the hall
Needless to say, you can be found third period in coach’s empty office, with you on top of the desk and hands in his hair in a heated make out session
“Did I ever tell you that you have a really great ass? Because I’m totally getting a new level of appreciation for it right now, beautiful.”
“Are you going to kiss me, or keep talking about my ass?”
“Both options sound pretty good.” He teases, leaning down and trailing butterfly kisses up your neck
“I hate you, Lahey.” You manage to choke out through your heavy breathing, and you can feel him smirk against your neck
“You heartbeat would state otherwise, beautiful.”
His nickname for you is “beautiful” because in his eyes, you’re the most goddamn gorgeous thing he’s ever seen
takes pictures of you whenever you’re not looking
ASS POCKET GRAB AND SPIN TO KISS YOU
After his dad dies and the cops all believe he’s the murderer, he’s afraid that you believe so as well
He’s shocked when you storm into the sheriff’s office in a fit of rage, demanding what the hell are you doing with my boyfriend he’s innocent you pieces of absolute shi-
Scott, a good friend of yours, covers your mouth with his hand as you continue to thrash about, and Stiles is explaining to his dad no really she’s the sweetest girl ever just really protective of her friends-
“SCOTT MCCALL GET YOUR HAND OFF OF MY MOUTH YOU ASSHAT DON’T YOU DARE-”
“Sweetest girl ever, huh?”
“Look, even if you are a fugitive, you’re my fugitive.”
“I’m not sure thats making me feel better, beautiful.”
After his name is cleared, you buy celebratory cupcakes, and Derek won’t admit it, but the fact that you bought him a dinosaur cupcake because “it just felt right” sort of endears you to him
Him taking you to meet the rest of his pack, who are all very surprised by how accepting and supportive you are of it
You and Erica become wonderful friends… and Isaac isn’t the only one whose scared of that combination
They are all super overprotective of you, because you’re the first person that they have met who has genuinely cared about them from the start without needing special reasons to do so
Derek is totally that older brother figure, and you’re the only one allowed to pick on him (he knows its you that keeps leaving those how to decorate a house for dummies books and he’s going to catch you if its the last thing he does dammit)
Isaac likes how when he puts his head in your lap, your hands instinctually run through his curls and gently massage his scalp
“If this was Twilight and you were the hot werewolf, I would totally pick you over any vampire.”
Its sort of your thing to tell each other “I’m just a phone call and a few miles away” when the other is sad, hurt, or missing the other
FOREHEAD KISSES BECAUSE HE’S SO GODDAMN TALL
“I am so in love with you” he mutters for the first time, smiling softly at you as you buy six boxes of pop tarts in the self checkout lane
You literally drop all the boxes you’re holding in surprise because?? literally just buying poptarts man was not expecting that
“… just because you love me does not mean you are getting a poptart, buddy.”
His favorite thing to do is to wrap his arms around your waist from behind and kiss the top of your head, before resting his chin on your shoulder
Isaac is a big softie when it comes to you, and is very protective
He literally always blushes when you kiss his cheek, something that doesn’t change even years into the relationship
Isaac kisses your temple whenever you sit down next to him or have a headache
BREAKFAST DATES
will tackle hug u. always be prepared.
He always kinda smells like the air after it rains
Needless to say, you are almost constantly in his clothes because of this (not that he’s complaining, and he is adamant that you pull off his leather jacket far better than he does)
“You look better in it than I do anyway, beautiful.”
He’s a little bit in love with the way you look in his clothes, and can never seem to stop staring at you in them
“Are you drooling?”
“Shut up, Erica.”
You obviously know about the supernatural, but you play more of a behind the scenes role in everything (Isaac worries about you enough as is anyway, and you don’t want to add to that)
He loves surprising you with flowers (and it becomes a tradition later on for him to bring you flowers every monday on his way home from work when you’re married)
Isaac is such a sucker for long standing traditions with you because it makes you feel so permanent to him
Singing along to every song on the radio together
During the rave, where Isaac and Erica dance with Jackson, you can’t help but snort into your drink at the sight
Afterwards, he’s worried that you’re hurt or scared and tucks you into a bone crushing hug, and for the first time you realize damn I love this boy
“I’m mildly suspicious that my boyfriend has a thing for Jackson, but otherwise I’m fine”
He chuckles into your hair, thinking for the millionth time that day about how in love with you he is
Perfect combination of hopeless romantic and slam-you-against-the-wall-makeout-sessions roughness
suggestive eyebrow wiggles whenever anything with even the slightest possible sexual meaning is mentioned
“I am dating a middle school boy”
The number 24 soon overtakes your wardrobe as you buy literally any sportswear the Beacon Hills lacrosse team sells (There’s the occasional McCall or Stilinski tee thrown in there as well)
“I don’t think I’ve seen the name Lahey printed anywhere more in my life.”
“You obviously haven’t seen the wedding invitations yet, which I expect to be mailed out by the summer.”
“I don’t quite remember asking you to plan my wedding, Lyds?”
“I have an alphabetized binder, if you must know. It’s been ready since freshman year.”
Isaac thinks your collection of Lahey gear is incredibly adorable, and he always makes sure to dedicate any goals he scores to you
Its tradition to exchange a good luck kiss before any and all games
Although Isaac is usually guilty of turning it into a makeout session, earning himself Coach’s half-hearted threats
Isaac is intensely proud of the fact that you intimidate a majority of Beacon Hills’ male population
“So does he sleep with the scarf on?”
“Stiles, kindly stop heckling my girlfriend about my wardrobe choices.”
You’re an adventurous couple, and he loves taking you kayaking, hiking, and exploring
He breathes so much easier in wide open places, and nothing makes you happier than seeing Isaac so carefree
serenades you with throwbacks like buy you a drank and ignition remix (real old fashioned romantic as you can see)
inside jokes
sometimes just whispering literally nothing to each other and laughing to really piss Stiles off
y’all really don’t argue over much, you’re both very open with each other and pride your trust in each other more than anything
Isaac being insecure but you doing EVERYTHING in your power to remind him of how wonderful he is
Seriously, whenever he says anything even slightly self-depreciating you literally just screech over him
“I really don’t deserve you-”
*LOUD PTERDACTYL SCREECHING*
“Listen I mean it-”
*SCREECHING*
“… are u done”
so much sweetness. he looks as if he’s seeing the stars for the very first time, every time
He totally overhears you tell Lydia about his “panty-dropper smile” and you absolutely never live that down. ever. nope.
dm each other the stupidest memes you can find
Isaac made you a mixtape once, mans had to buy a whole cassette player and everything for you to listen to it but he saw you like it on twitter and hey, why not?
you cried hysterically, scaring the literal SHIT out of Isaac
everyone’s relationship goals
yells down the hallways “YOOOO YOU LOOKIN FINEEEE SHAWTY CAN I GET YO NUMBER”
“Isaac pls stop we’ve been dating for two years now”
You make a mediocre attempt at baking with each other before it ends with flour in places it should never be, eggs in Isaac’s hair, and chocolate chips shoved down your bra
“Want me to get those out for you, beautiful?”
*Isaac hit with flour to the face*
SHIRTLESS ISAAC
seriously you just shamelessly admire your boyfriend at every opportunity
your first time is definitely somewhere super inconvenient like the locker room or some shit, and Isaac had initially wanted to make it super special, but he couldn’t really find it in himself to say no when you practically jumped him after he won the championship game
PDA all the time. Isaac is a handsy lil shit
special appreciation for The Booty
will spend some mornings lazily kissing every stretch mark, his fingertips gently grazing every blemish as he tells you how beautiful you are to him
“I can’t wait to grow old with you”
Absolutely only has eyes for you
sends you horny text messages in the middle of class because Isaac Lahey, y’all
likes to pamper you in little ways. will draw baths for you, tries (and usually fails) to cook you dinner, and Back Massage Professional
“Stop moaning! I am trying to professionally massage your back and this is NOT professional behavior.”
Totally pops the big question right after graduation
Doesn’t think its too soon at all, that boy has been waiting his whole life to marry you- and why wait when it feels so right?
“There is nothing in this world or the next that I have ever wanted more than to spend my life with you. I don’t just want the bigs things with you, like a big wedding and kids. I want to wake up next to your bedhead, to come home to your horrible dancing, to go grocery shopping with you, to argue over what brand of detergent to buy. I want to share the most mundane, ordinary moments with you. Because every moment I spend with you is anything but ordinary.”
“Lydia… we might actually need those wedding invitations”
can we get some headcanons for Loki’s lover and him laying in bed when they first wake up and his s/o just kinda grabs his face gently and starts giving him kisses all over his face shjshsjs I need fluff
You are his Queen
The one that is beside him every day and every night
He has a sweet spot for you
Basically, you could do anything and get away with it
You could break his helmet
Spill drinks on his expensive hand-made clothes
Break something in the thore room
Anything
So, when you show some appreciation towards him
He would show his sweet and gentle side
Which he doesn’t show to anyone that often
He doesn’t want others to believe that he is soft
He thinks it makes him look weak
But not with you
Every morning
Every single morning
You wake him with kisses
That’s the first thing you do
And he enjoys it
Once, he even admitted
The idea came the day after your wedding
He was just laying there, eyes closed, looking like a real king, so handsome, so gentle, soooo kissable
And since then, it became a habit
You place kisses everywhere on his face, but you do have a pattern, that you go over
You start with his forehead, then comes his nose, cheeks, under his nose, his upper lip, his bottom lip, his chin, then all along his jawline
Meanwhile your gentle fingers are running along his cheekbones, neck, jawline and over his hairline
Usually he is up at the point when you kiss the tip of his nose, but he just pretends to be asleep, so you wouldn’t stop
What he doesn’t know, it that you’re not doing it to wake him up
You do it so he would know that you love him
You do it so you two can have some sweet time before his duties as a king starts
ahh, he’s a rarity in this fandom! Nice choice! (since you didn’t specify, I’ll just write some general/relationship type headcanons. Hope that’s alright!)
Yukio Hans Vorarlberna:
~ Yukio is pretty stoic a lot of the time. Well, maybe stoic isn’t really the right word. He’s usually just too focused on his games to express much of anything. He’s quite tough to be around if you’re the type who likes to hold a conversation and actually be listened to, because half the time he’ll zone out mid-way through the first sentence.
~ He is, however, the kind of guy who enjoys subtle physical contact, i.e. hand holding, having you lean against his shoulder, laying his head in your lap (and vice versa, but that only happens in private.) He’ll make a comment nearly every time, but it’s all in good fun. He’s a loner who doesn’t know how to deal with this kind of thing. Be patient with him. He’ll warm up to you eventually.
~ He practically lives on gas station/take-out meals. If you ever cook up a homemade meal and happen to bring him any leftovers, he’ll scarf it down like a man starved, all while mumbling subtle compliments. Sure, he’s got the money for some decent meals, but he rarely splurges on food. Most of his money goes toward Xcution. Besides, a nice, warm meal made by his s/o is priceless. More often than not, he’ll find himself asking you to cook for him. (his favorite dish is egg rolls)
~ He tries not to talk about Xcution. One, he’s worried you might get too curious and end up in a bad situation. Tsukishima’s not the most trustworthy man in the world, you know? Two, he just doesn’t think it necessary. As long as you’re content with whatever job he can come up with, he’ll push the subject to the backburner. You’re better off not knowing, anyway.
~ Anniversaries and birthdays are… an experience. If you’ve been in a relationship long enough, you’re bound to be spoiled, but only on special occasions. As aloof as he can be, he pays close attention to the things you like and he tends to go overboard when holidays come around. You almost need a dump truck to help get stuff back to your place. It’s as annoying as it is heartwarming.
~ Let Him Nuzzle. One of Yukio’s favorite things that keeps him close to you is nuzzling close to your neck, burying his nose in your hair and inhaling your scent. It’s how he gets himself to relax. Your warm, soft skin and sweet smelling hair just calm him down after a long day out. It’s not a bad deal for you, either.
’(I’m sorry if this sucks I wrote it forever ago and just added a few things lol)
You’re the new girl, arriving (before beginning of s4) to stay with your long time friend Lydia Martin, and when you walk through the doors for the first time, Scott accidentally hits himself with his locker
You try your best to suppress a giggle as you open your locker beside his, but end up hitting yourself with your own locker and end up in tears laughing right alongside the brown haired boy
“I’m Scott McCall.” He smiles at you as the both of you finally calm down, extending his hand out for you to shake.
“Y/N Y/L/N.” You grin at him, and Scott is head over heels for you the minute your eyes meet his
Lydia had told him a lot about you already and he’d seen the pictures before, but no description or photo could have possibly done you justice in Scott’s eyes
He helps show you around on your first day, and you end up quickly befriending Scott and his intensely sarcastic yet endearing best friend Stiles
You become really good friends with the pack, as they all fell a little bit in love with your attitude and carefree smile
You stop by your locker after lunch and share a smile with Scott as Stiles corners you once you’re away from Lydia, immediately badgering you about any potential past crushes…
“Did my name come up like once maybe? Or was there a boy with moles mentioned??”
“Sorry about Stiles, he’s been in love with her for years.” Scott apologizes to you about him for the fourth time, but you laugh it off
“Don’t worry about it, its actually really sweet. I wish a guy cared about me like that.”
As you walk off, Scott smiles dreamily at you and thinks about how you just might have one who does
Becoming really good friends with Stiles, who may or may not send you snapchats of Scott every five seconds captioned with obnoxious and sexual comments
“Our favorite puppy is staring at you again.”
“Really?” You ask as you whip your head around in history class, falling off your chair and making Lydia burst out laughing
“Shut up.”
Scott is left a little more than breathless by you, but puts his breathing problems around you down to his asthma (Lydia and Stiles make fun of him and motion him using his inhaler whenever you walk in the room)
Lydia and Stiles ship you together so hard
Scott uses any excuse he can find to talk to you
“Do you want me to help you with calculus?”
“Scott, have you even taken calculus?”
“Well, no, but I mean how hard can it be?”
You stay behind with Lydia and Malia to watch the boys practice during an offseason training session, doing homework and joking around on the bleachers as you try not to admire Scott for too long
“McCall really does have a great ass.” You add, almost dreamily
“And he can probably hear you.” Lydia smirked at you, laughing loudly as your face flushed scarlet
He definitely hears, and plays even harder after that
You’re screwing around after lacrosse practice, and he’s sort of teaching you how to play and sort of watching in amazement as you flawlessly make shot after shot
“Let’s see how good you really are, hotshot. Up for a game?”
“Terms?” You ask with a brilliant smile, tugging his spare helmet on
“If I win, you go on a date with me.” He smiles confidently back at you, and you shoot him a wink, still a little surprised by his sudden burst of confidence
“And if you lose?”
“Then you get whatever you want, Y/L/N.”
“Game on, pup.”
In a moment of pure luck, you make one more shot than he does, and when he slumps in defeat as Lydia shouts that five minutes is up, you go to stand next to him
“I know what I want.” You declare with a soft smile, wrapping your arms around his neck, and you giggle lightly as his eyes widen in shock
“Go out with me, McCall.”
Needless to say, he really did need his inhaler after that…
You share smiles with Scott from across the library and through the book shelves while you are supposed to be studying, but neither of you can really focus on your books
You send each other the cheesiest pick ups lines imaginable in class
After he bites Liam, you get text updates from Stiles from Scott’s house, and demand he sends you pictures of Liam duct taped in the bath tub.
“I guarantee you this black mail will come in handy some day.”
You’re staying in Lydia’s guest room, so it scares the living daylights out of you when you hear knocking on your window
You throw the window open, brandishing a baseball bat and knocking Scott off the side of the house, having to stifle a laugh as he lands unceremoniously in the rose bushes
“What the hell are you doing here?”
“You know, I was trying to be cute.” He groans playfully, climbing back up the side of the house
“Try a little harder next time.” You tease, helping him through the window
You stumble a little and he falls through the window, grabbing your waist with lightning fast reflexes and shifting so that he would hit the floor and you would land on top of him
Your faces are literally centimeters apart and you can feel the erratic pattern in which his chest rose and fell beneath you
He can sense just how fast your heart is racing, and looks up at you in wonder as he brushes a stray strand of hair behind your ear
“You’re incredibly beautiful, did you know that?”
In a moment your lips are on his, one hand gripping your waist while the other caresses your face, and your hands are resting on ground beside his face
He rolls you over so that he’s on top of you, and you’re enveloped in his heavenly scent and the warmth that seems to radiate from every inch of his body
You spend the rest of the night watching Netflix, sending a snapchat to Stiles of the two of you captioned “Netflix and chill w your man”
Stiles absolutely loses his shit and is texting you so much that you eventually just shut your phone off
Considering that Liam undoubtedly harbors a small crush on you (as seen when he ran into the goal after you arrived at the field on the first day of practice), they decide you’re their best shot at getting him to come to Lydia’s lakehouse
“Y/N, please?” Scott begs you with that damned puppy dog look of his, and you grudgingly agree (Honestly, even the most heartless of bastards couldn’t say no to that look)
I hate you, you mouth to him as Lydia forcibly pushes you through the front doors, mock pouting as he shoots you a brilliant grin
Scott is a little surprised at the surge of jealousy that runs through him at the sight of you cheerfully persuading Liam to join you at a party that night
“Is it too late to agree with Stiles and chloroform the little bastard?”
“Is Scott McCall jealous?”
“Maybe.” He answers with a sheepish smile, wrapping an arm around your waist. “I just don’t like other people touching what’s mine, babygirl.”
“Yours? And since when was I babygirl?” You ask with a raised eyebrow and barely concealed smirk
He presses a sweet kiss to your cheek in answer, guiding you into your shared literature class, and you can’t help but smile
God, that boy can make you swoon like no other
He has a smile that literally makes you go weak in the knees, and he has noclue what he does to you
The drive to Lydia’s lake house consists of your phone being bombarded with texts from Scott making sure you’re alright, and you ignoring them as you sing along to cheesy pop songs with Liam
You curse as you note that Stiles changed Scott’s contact name to “daddy” when you weren’t looking
Honestly, Stiles is like that annoying little shit of a brother that you never really wanted but were forced to love anyway
Your contact name in Scott’s phone is “babygirl” so Stiles thought the nickname for Scott was only fitting
After the whole Liam fiasco and the party, Scott drives you home as you wonder aloud how he stays calm during full moons
“Perfect control.”
He doesn’t notice your smirk as you lean over the console, lips hovering just above his ear as your hand rests on his thigh and whisper lowly, “You sure about that, babe?”
He curses as he swerves on the road, and you laugh so hard that you nearly cry
All Scott can do is watch you laugh, just completely and totally enamored with you
For your first date, he picks you up on his motorcycle and takes you for a scenic hike around the Beacon Hills Preserve
He’s definitely the type to open doors for you and pull out chairs, because lets face it, Melissa McCall raised her son to be the perfect gentleman
He takes you home afterwards to meet his mother, and she’s a little wary at first because yeah, she liked Allison, but his first girlfriend also tried to kill a few of his friends and had the crazy family and huntress dynamic thing going on
Melissa is pleasantly surprised when she comes home to find you and Scott in the midst of an all out water gun war in the backyard, and decides you’re perfect as you hit Scott with a water balloon right in the face
She smiles as she watches the two of you from the kitchen window, unable to remember a time when her son looked so carefree
You’re huddled in a spiderman towel as Melissa comes outside to call the two of you in for lunch, and you’re hit with a wave of nerves at the thought of meeting his mother
Lunch is filled with the two of you chattering like you’ve been friends for ages, and as Scott grins at the two of you, you can’t quite remember why you had been nervous at all
“I hope you know I’m only dating you because I love your mom.”
You often have lunch dates with Melissa, as she needs the girl time and you really just love spending time with her (Scott doesn’t hide how thrilled he is that the two of you get along so well)
“Your phone is ringing.” You point out to Scott as the two of you are inhaling fries at some diner and studying for history together
“I know.”
“Aren’t you going to answer it?”
“They can wait.” He grins at you, kissing your hand
Whenever you’re up late studying, he presses gentle kisses to your shoulder as he pleads for you to just get some rest
The deadpool freaks the absolute hell out of you, and you and Stiles privately share your concerns about it to each other
“I mean, I’m not genetically enhanced or anything, but can I get put on there for being supernaturally gorgeous?”
“Maybe for being a supernatural ass, Stilinski.”
You help Scott take care of Liam, and although Scott certainly isn’t fond of the fact that the young beta has a crush on you, he appreciates the calming affect you have on him
Secretly plotting to set Stiles and Lydia up with Malia, Kira, and Scott
Scott loves to surprise you with cute little picnic dates
You proudly wear your McCall sportswear to every lacrosse game
He calls you babygirl when he’s jealous or in private, and the nickname never fails to make your knees go weak
Sweet kisses on the cheek in greeting when you meet up in the halls
Intense make out session in empty classrooms in between classes, during free periods, and sometimes when you manage to talk your way out of history class
Everyone’s heart melts just a little bit at the sight of the two of you lighting up whenever the other comes into view
Making silly faces at each other from across the classroom when the teacher looks away
Every time a new piece of the deadpool is discovered and more names added, you feel your heart break a little
“No one else is going to die, Y/N. I swear on my life.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of, Scott! That you’re going to die. Don’t you get that? I care about you, way more than I probably should, and that terrifies me.” You scream, the anger draining out of you as exhaustion overwhelms you
Scott tucks you into his chest, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head as you let out a sob. “If it makes you feel any better, I care about you way more than I probably should. Thats why I’m doing this, Y/N. I just want you to be safe.”
“You’re a very difficult person to be angry at, McCall.”
“It’s my heartbreaking good looks and killer charm.”
Leaning your back against his chest, and he immediately leans down to kiss the top of your head as his arms encircle your waist
Adventurous dates, like white-water rafting or paint balling… anything that gets your adrenaline pumping
Chill dates, the two of you just cuddled up on the couch watching Friends or attempting to make breakfast together
As long as the two of you are together, it doesn’t really matter what you do
When the school is placed on lockdown during the testing, you’re left panicking alongside Lydia
As soon as the barriers are removed, you tackle Scott to the ground in a hug, half sobbing with worry
“I could get used to a greeting like that”
“please just shut up and hold me”
When Scott fakes his death to attract the benefactor, he has the Sheriff keep you occupied at the station with some paperwork you offered to help with (he didn’t want to worry you)
You find out about his plan a few hours later when he stumbles into the Sheriff’s office looking like death, and after you scream a little about how much of a complete dumbass he is, you collapse in his arms muttering something about him being your dumbass, and Scott can’t help but smile a little
“If you ever pull some shit like that again, I will kill you.”
“Point taken, beautiful.”
He likes to bring you flowers randomly every once in a while just to brighten up your day
Sweet, heartfelt compliments
“You’re beautiful to me in the mornings, at 2AM, after practice, when your makeup is only half done, when you can’t be bothered to brush your hair… you are so goddamn beautiful to me that I still get butterflies when you walk into the room.”
Flirty text messages in class… ALL THE TIME
“those jeans look good on you but they would look better on my floor;)”
He loves when you run your hands through his hair, sometimes just laying across your lap just so you’ll do it to him.
“You are SUCH a puppy, Scott McCall.”
He feels his lungs constrict in his chest just a little bit every time he wakes up next to you, with your bedhead and sleepy smile
FOREHEAD KISSES
Whenever one of you goes to hold the others hand, he brings yours up to his lips absentmindedly to kiss your knuckles and just SHIT it kills you every time
Being each other’s support system
“You may be the Alpha, but you’re also just a teenage boy- one who is allowed to mess up and feel sorry for himself at times. You’re not perfect Scott- and I love you precisely because of that.”
“You love me?” He asks breathlessly, a brilliant grin on his face
“Obviously, puppy.”
Hours later when you’re tangled up on bed together, a rerun of Friends blaring in the background and popcorn in between you as he mumbles in your ear, “You know, I love you too.”
Singing along to cheesy pop songs on the radio and having rap battles on long car rides
“SHAWTY HAD THEM APPLE BOTTOM JEANS JEANS BOOTS WITH THE FUR WITH THE FUR-”
Knowing that for the rest of your life, you have the privilege of waking up next to someone who loves you more than you could ever imagine- and being lucky enough to have someone that loving them feels as natural as breathing
“Sometimes I catch myself thinking about the future, and I used to be so scared of what tomorrow may bring, but now that I have you, it’s almost like nothing could possibly go wrong. And even if it does, I’ll still have you- and as long as I have you, I’m always going to be a winner.”
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