-so Brett would do anything to make Liam like him more to make you happy
-which Liam would definitely take advantage of.
-but Liam would hate to see you and Brett together in any way, even holding hands
-he would be so upset if Brett came to pick you up for a date or if he crashed a date at the house or something like that
-he’d just sit between the two of you for the whole movie
-sometimes Brett would show up at your house with flowers but Liam would open the door with his arms crossed, “are those for Y/N?” “yeah.” “those arent her favourites.”
-they would fight over you at lacrosse games “she’s here for me.” “no she’s here for me.”
-they’d have to play nice at pack meetings with you
-at the end of the day Liam would see Brett respects you and loves you and at least Brett can protect you when Liam isnt around
It’s been a long night for the McCall pack; they’ve all been searching
for a partly naked werewolf running around the forest during its first full
moon.
“You should really keep track of your young ones.” Liam grunted when he
met Brett at the bleachers, packing his lacrosse gear after their practice.
Brett only raised his eyebrows as a reply when Liam and Mason stood beside him.
“Was it Y/N the runners saw in the trail last night?” Mason asked
without waiting for Brett to answer and the tall werewolf just shrugged. “I’m
not telling you anything.”
“Was it?” Liam asked and Brett glared down at him. “It’s none of your business.”
Brett snapped and Liam stared at him with furrowed eyebrows. “What the-… why?”
Brett threw his gymbag over his shoulder and ruffled his hair easily. “She’s
not yours.”
Brett turned around and started to walk away from them as Liam grabbed
his arm. “Hey, what’s that supposed to mean? You know she’s running around
partly naked? All alone?”
The last Liam told Brett made him stop and look back at them with a wide
grin. “Don’t you worry, I’ve got my eyes on her.”
Summary: You know what they say, cold hands, warm heart. Unless you’re a werewolf, then everything is warm.
A/n: Requested by @imissyoualittlemoreeveryday Where the reader is always cold and likes to cuddle with Brett because he’s always warm. It’s short but it’s cute I swear!
Summary: Brett overhears you in school when you’re talking with your friends about how no one never wants to date you, and he’s eager to read a list about ‘reasons to date you’ out loud.
A/N: Thank you @bonniebird for providing me with this idea, I love this so much. Also, thank you for the help. ♥
It was your second
year of high school and all of your friends got themselves a significant other
during their freshmen year.
Well, everyone except you, it seemed like.
“Why are you pouting
Y/N?” one of your closest friend sat down next to you and you wrinkled your
nose once you saw her partner sit down next to her, knowing that his would be a
lunch with a cuddle-party.’
A/N: Yet another
cute suggestion from a sweet anon that wanted to cheer me up with an idea.
Thank you! Also, this is very short..
_
Yet another
nudge on your shoulder got you to wake up from your sleep. “Oh sorry, did I wake you?” Stiles
whispered as you let out a slightly annoyed grunt.
“Yes you did, for about the third time now…” you playfully grunted and
snuggled closer against his chest, hoping to fall asleep again just as quick as the other times. He smirked
as he watched you nuzzled into his t-shirt.
A/N: Yet another one of @bonniebird‘s ideas that I stoletook to my
property and oh how I love it.
Summary: Living next door to Brett and he always has to get
you up for school.
This day was like any other day
in your life, a regular school day was ahead of you and you groaned when you
heard small stones getting tossed repeatedly at your window.
You grunted before opening your
eyes, squirming in your bed as you stretched your arms and legs to get some
life into your muscles. The orange morning sun shone through your window and
you tried to suppress a yawn from escaping your lips.
The sound of yet another stone
rattle against your window got you to jump out from your bed, hoisting up your
window to peek out from it. You quickly saw Brett sitting the fence surrounding
your house, dividing your yard from his.
A/N: Just a cute little thing I wrote, seem like a very Brett thing to do when he’s protecting his honey.
Yet
another pout spread across your face when the ball flew way too far to the left on the net. You dropped your shoulders and let the lacrosse stick fall to the
ground, tilting you head up to the werewolf beside you.
“This
is hopeless, I’ll never learn.” You sighed and Brett wraps one arm around your
shoulders, squeezing it lightly and sent you one of his most sincere smiles. “It’s
okay though Y/N, Rome wasn’t built in one day.” he took a step closer to sneak a kiss on your cheek.
Summary: You and Brett share a room at college and you want to bring your puppy with you, but the school’s rules don’tt allow it. Brett has a solution to the problem.
A/N: I asked @lazyneonmonster for fluffy Brett ideas, and she’s just delivering it to my bare hands, as always. ♥♥
”Babe, why’re you so grumpy?” Brett wondered as he sat
down on the couch next to you, patting your thigh lightly when you looked at
him with a sad pout.
“Oh, I recognize that look.” Brett affirmed with a
loving smile and he nudged your shoulder with his, reaching one of his hand to pull your bottom lip playfully with his tumb.
You cross your arms over your chest and avoided his
gaze. “It’s not fair, I just want my doggie her with me, I miss him.” your
voice started to shake again from your obstinate crying when you thought of
your dog, who was still at home.
Brett knew about your verbal fight with the landlord
for the dorms, how you lost all your ‘valid’ arguments about your dog coming along with you to college. You had the time since you would spend most of the time with self-studies.
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