#scott mccall reader insert

They say that before you die, your whole life flashes before your eyes. An instant replay of your greatest moments, with people you love. A moment where you feel at peace. Y/N couldn’t help those thoughts travel through their mind as the pack made their way into the small compound where the nogitsune was waiting for them all.

Being a human had its limitations. Y/N was told to stay back and wait for Scott and the others to stay behind. She noticed the way Scott was holding onto Kira’s hand tightly, scared that if he did let her go, she would be lost forever. Her heart sank slightly at the sight.

 Y/N for as long as she could remember was pining over Scott McCall. The seemingly innocent boy next door, with the gorgeous smile, kind deep brown eyes and the slightly uneven jaw line. She can remember the first time that she had met him, almost like it had happened yesterday.

 It was a dark and stormy night in Beacon Hills, if Y/N know any better she would have said that it was almost like a hurricane, as the wind howled wildly outside of her car. Loose leaves and the odd tree branch bounced off the windshield of her car, rain pelting down relentlessly, obscuring her vision of the road. She had felt anxious then, driving in such dangerous conditions, but she needed to get home, she wasn’t even supposed to be out tonight. At the time she decided to leave her house, she was filled with adrenaline and rebelliousness. Choosing to be bold she left, to go see a boy she had been talking to for the past few weeks.

 As she was driving in the harsh conditions, tears clouding her eyes and her visions even further, she wished she hadn’t gone and done what she did. Daniel. He had broken her heart in a whole 0.5 seconds flat that night. She remembered he told her to meet him at the pier within Beacon hills preserve, at the edge of the lake, saying that he had wanted to see her desperately. Y/N couldn’t contain her elation as she walked to the meeting spot, soon coming to realise that there was no other soul there. She had waited for almost an hour, always coming up with an excuse as to why Daniel didn’t show up.

Even as she sat at the pier, shivering in the cold air, scolding herself for not bringing a jacket, she waited. Eventually a set of headlights illuminated the shivering and lonesome girl, setting the area around her in a dull yellow light. With a hand shielding her eyes, Y/N turned slowly to look at the sight, her spirits lifting dramatically hoping that It was Daniel. It had been Daniel, but he wasn’t alone. He had brought a few of his friends, who as Y/N immediately noticed were all drunk. Y/N bit down on her lip gently and stood up, despite every cell within her body telling her to leave. She couldn’t make herself to, she wanted to hear Daniel out. Hell, she has been wanting to be able to talk to him since the second grade.

Daniel was walking over slowly, laughing obnoxiously loud as he ran his large hand through his tousled dirty blonde hair. The yellow lights of the car, making his normally olive toned skin even more golden. She had smiled at him, walking over to him and his friends slowly as she wrapped her arms around her frame, trying to keep herself warm.

“So this is her huh?” Y/N let her innocent eyes travel to one of Daniel’s friends. A short and stocky boy, with short black hair, a pointed nose and a round face. She didn’t recognise him from school, she concluded shortly.

Daniel nodded his head as he came to stand next to her, wrapping his arms around her curved waist. Y/N let her tongue dart out to run over her lip, looking down uncomfortably at Daniel’s large hand, resting just above her hips, but low enough to be considered unconventional. He hadn’t done this before, ever, this was supposed to be their first time hanging out one on one, he was a senior just about to go to college while she was a sophomore going on to be a junior in a couple of months’ time. Despite the anxiety she felt, she smiled at Daniel, trying to not let her discomfort show as his friends all chuckled and moved closer to them.

“She’s cute right?” Daniel questioned his friends, pulling a shy Y/N closer to him, his hands slowly travelling further down, a little too far down for her comfort. Y/N had shyly grabbed at Daniel’s hand, guiding it to rest on the small of her back.

“Aww she’s so innocent Daniel.” Y/N’s eyes travelled over the group of three boys in front of her. They were all laughing as they looked at her like a piece of meat. She couldn’t help but feeling like she was a gazelle in a pit of lions. No way out and trapped.

“Might have to change that. Right sweet heart?” Daniel stated, a small smile on his full lips. Y/N had furrowed her eyes brows at him, slowly pulling herself at what she once assumed was an innocent embrace, but the more she was here, the more she started to realise that this was not the case.

“I think I’m going to go. I didn’t bring a jacket and my parents will be wondering where I am..” Y/N mumbled lowly, trying to pry Daniel’s hand from her frame. She winced when his grip became hard on her skin. She could feel the redness from the pressure already. Her heart rate increased dramatically when she had taken in Daniel and his friend, all laughing at her ‘innocence’.

“Come on Y/N we’re just teasing.” Daniel murmured right into her ear, his warm breath tickling her skin. If this was any other moment, she would have been elated at the gesture, always imagining him doing this exact thing. But now, she felt sick to her core, her blood running cold at the thought of how she stupidly came out to the woods in the middle of the night for a boy she barley knew. She may have been naïve to believed that Daniel was actually interested in her, had wanted to get to know her better, but she wasn’t oblivious to the situation she had now found herself in. A potentially dangerous one at that.

Still she had tried to be polite. Now pushing Daniel’s hand off of her completely. Wrapping her arms around herself as she made her way to the car. Only to be blocked off by four frames.

“Let me go past please.” She stated quietly, eyes down casted in shame. All the while trying to hold back the flood of tears that were forming in her eyes.

 “Let her go. She’s no fun. I thought this is what you wanted.” Daniel shouted harshly, making Y/N jump slightly. She chose to not reply to him, letting her head fall to the floor as she quickly sped walk to her small car that was parked right at the entrance of the hiker’s path.

 It wasn’t until she left the reserve that the tears came, and when her tears came so did the harsh weather. She chuckled darkly to herself at the irony as she drove down the winding road, heading back towards her home in the centre of beacon hills. Her vision becoming more impaired the more in rained. Y/N hadn’t realised how fast she was travelling in her small hatchback until a deer suddenly emerged seemingly out of the bushes on the side of the road. She had remembered screaming as she swerved, hitting the deer front on. The car she was in came to a halted stop almost on the other side of the road, her neck sore from whiplash.

 Should she get out of the car? She hit a deer, she should check on it. So she did, after a few quiet moments. With shaking hands, she opened the door to her car, letting the rain cascade down her frame as she slowly walked to the front of her car, which was beyond repair. Her small hand instantly came to her mouth as she seen the poor creature on the asphalt below, gasping its last breaths, pain evident in its eyes. She never knew someone could cry so much from an animal losing its life, but she wept as if it were her own relative. She knelt down next to the deer, stroking its fur softly, singing a soothing lullaby as it took its final breath. She didn’t know what to do in this moment, her car was most definitely not drivable, and she was in an area that didn’t allow her phone to get reception and she most certainly couldn’t move this deer off the road.

 Headlights rounded the corner. Y/N had managed to stand up and walk towards the source, waving her arms wildly. She must of looked like a mad woman, soaked to the bone and all alone in the middle of the night. The baby blue jeep pulled over quickly to the side of the road. Two occupants getting out of the car.

The two figures, which she identified as two males began to walk across the road, holding the hood of their jackets over the heads in a feeble attempt to stop themselves getting wet. They had soon reached her, one of the boys, the lankier of the two instantly going to the front of the car in curiosity, while the other stood a few feet from Y/N.

“You hit a big deer.” The skinnier of the two stated, now looking towards Y/N through his hood. This made the soaking wet girl snort a little at the obvious observation.

“Are you okay?” Y/N whipped her head to the sound of a smooth voice laced with concern. She bit down on her lip to stop more tears coming.

“If it isn’t too much trouble, could I get a lift back to Beacon Hills?” She questioned shyly.

Both of the boys looked to one another, one more hesitant than the other. In the dim lighting, she couldn’t really make out their features. But she felt like she could trust them despite this. The lanky boy began walking to his jeep, only looking over his shoulder and gesturing slightly for Y/N to follow. Without a single protest she began to make her way to the car. She couldn’t help a grateful sigh at the heat the car provided once she stepped foot inside.

“Sorry I’m wetting your seat.” She said from the back, her clothes still dripping.

“Eh, there’s been worse things in that seat.” The driver stated over his shoulder as he attempted to start his car. Y/N scrunched her face, lifting her body up slightly and over to the side in mild disgust. Hundreds of scenarios came into her head at that moment, but what she would soon come to find out, where completely off the mark.

 During the short drive she had learnt that the driver of the jeep was named Stiles, and his was his friend Scott. She knew them from school, barely. Their group was a very tight knit group she concluded. They were kind to her, especially Scott. The girl in the back seat was filled with instant regret when they pulled up front to her small house. She had wanted to stay in the car a few minutes longer with these boys, who had somehow managed to make her laugh more in the twenty-minute drive than anyone else.

 Y/N had begun to rummage in her pockets for her house keys as the boys patiently waited for her to go to her front door. She felt her face heat up when she couldn’t find them, remembering instantly, her house keys were connected on a key chain to her car keys which were left behind.

“You don’t have your keys?” Scott turned around the seat, looking at her with sympathetic eyes. Y/N only shook her head.

“It’s okay. Just come to my house it’s around the corner from here. My mum is doing a double shift at the hospital so you won’t need to answer any awkward questions.”

 Scott had led the girl into his spacious home, turning on the lights as he went. Y/N happened to notice now how built he was, his deep green hoodie, sticking to his large biceps. She hugged her small frame tighter and bit on her lip as she followed Scott to his kitchen. Without direction she gingerly sat down at the table, Scott going to the cupboard to fetch two coffee mugs.

 “Thank you for this.” Y/N spoke, sincerity and gratitude lacing her words. She seen Scott smile slightly as he reached for the now boiled water, now pouring them into the mugs.

 Y/N wasn’t prepared for the sight before her when Scott turned around. Sure she knew of Scott McCall from school, but she didn’t ever take notice of him or his group, too focused on her friends to notice. She wished she had noticed.

 Even with dark chocolate brown hair, sticking to his skin from the rain, and water droplets still glistening from his skin, he was beautiful. She took him all in, from the slightly uneven jaw line, his kind smile and slight dimples, and lastly to his deep brown eyes. She loved his eyes.

 Scott’s eyebrows furrowed at the girl as he sat down directly across from her, noticing and smelling the blood that trickled lightly from a small gash on her forehead. He noticed that she watched him with caution, feeling uncomfortable at his intense gaze.

 “You’re bleeding.”

 “Oh shit. I’m sorry.” Scott smiled as she swore. Now letting her small fingers trace her skin for the gash. She winced lowly when she found it, it stung slightly. Scott had already planned to get the first aid kit that was stored in the cupboard.

 Y/N looked on in curiosity as Scott pulled down the red first aid box, coming over to her and placing it beside her. He was too occupied with finding the things that he needed.

 “It’s only a small cut. I’ll be fine.” Y/N mumbled, pulling a few still wet strands of her H/C behind her ear and away from her face. Scott shook his head and laughed quietly, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he turned towards her, an antiseptic wipe within his hands.

 “It can still get infected.” He stated as he motioned for her to sit still. Gently dabbing the wipe over her cut, before he got out a Band-Aid to stop the blood from trickling down her face. They had stared at each other for a few moments, aware of how close they were but too scared to do anything else. Scott had heard her erratic heart beat and knew the effect he had on her, which is why he pulled away. Allison, his girlfriend flashing in his mind.

 “I’m gonna get you a towel and some spare clothes. Feel free to make yourself at home and have a shower.” Scott announced, now leaving Y/N to her own jumbled thoughts. It had been one hell of a night, and she hadn’t noticed how tired she was from the emotional roller coaster. She knew she would have some explaining to do to her parents, but that could wait for tomorrow.

 The air grew chilly in the still air within the compound, pulling Y/N from her flashbacks to the past. She was anxious, they had been gone awhile. She noticed that the others were keeping a keen eye on their surroundings, their guard up despite there being no other soul here except for them. But she was only human after all. No supernatural sense of smell or hearing, so even if there was something here she wouldn’t know until it actually was.

 Time seemed to tick by slowly, her thoughts constantly working their way back to her friends who had gone to fight the dangerous nogitsune. She prayed that they were all okay, even though she knew deep down that they would be. They were all strong.

 Low warning growls were heard before she seen them. The Oni emerged from thin air right before her eyes. She had begun to feel panic, true and raw deep in her bones. She had no idea how to fight, and she didn’t have a weapon. The remainder of the pack that was with her had leapt into action, giving her a few sparse moments to find something. In her fear riddled daze she had managed to find a solid metal pipe, which under any other non-life threatening circumstance may have been too heavy for her to even lift an inch off the ground. But like people say, when adrenaline is coursing through your veins, there’s no limit to what the average human could do.

 Despite the many bruises forming on her skin, and the deep gashes on her arm from the Oni, she fought side by side with her pack. Never staying down for too long. Always battling to keep herself and her friends alive. She had felt pride in how liberated she felt at that moment, that she was fighting for someone other than herself.

 A loud whine broke her concentration. Isaac was now on the floor, an Oni standing above him readying his blade for the death blow. Y/N can’t remember exactly how exactly she had managed to get in front of Isaac the way that she did, but none of that mattered as she pushed his body out of the path of the blade. The blade that left her bleeding and unprotected on the floor. She grew scared, she knew she was going to die. As she lay there, on the cold floor, soaked in her own blood, she thought of Scott for the second time that night. His beautiful face a perfect vision behind her eyelids.

  Y/N had snuck out of home again. She couldn’t sleep, and the one person she wanted to see and talk to was not answering their phone. It was midnight, when she walked up the short drive way to the house which had now basically become her second home. But using the front door wasn’t an option. So she made her way below his window, finding some small stones to toss at the thin glass to gain his attention. After a few minutes there was no response. She bit down on her lip, figuring he wasn’t home and probably off doing some were wolf things with Stiles. So she tried one last time, this time picking up a handful of small pebbles and tossing them at the window.

 Almost immediately the dull yellow light from a light lamp filled the previously dark room, and Scott had walked over to the window, opening it and peering down. He was shirtless and his hair was messy. She had felt bad for waking him up.

“Y/N what’s wrong?” Her heart lightened at that. He immediately worried about her before anything else.

 “Can we go somewhere and talk?” She had questioned.

 Scott had then looked over his shoulder for some reason that soon became clear. Kira had now stepped into Y/N’s line of sight, wearing one of Scott’s flannel shirts. Heartbroken could not even begin to describe her feelings, but she pushed it aside and smiled, waving at Kira who reciprocated her actions.

 “Actually never mind. I didn’t mean to wake you guys.” Y/N mumbled, turning away from her house and beginning the short work back to hers. She didn’t know if she loved Scott McCall, but what she had concluded in that short time period that liking or loving someone sucked, especially when you had to watch them be happy with someone that wasn’t you. But she would be happy for them never the less.

 Despite it being almost midnight, loud footsteps could be heard behind her. They were running. She grew nervous and began to speed up until they had called her name. The girl turned to see Scott running towards her, now fully clothed and hair a little more put together than when she had seen him a few minutes prior.

 “Where did you want to talk?” Scott questioned, panting slightly. Y/N smiled at him, turning and leading him silently to a place that she had kept to herself for some time, a place to go where she could think.

 And they talked, they talked all night long till the sun came up. Y/N had confided in Scott, telling him her worries about her future, her constant worries for her friends and all the dangers they face and the nightmares that had kept her up at night. Nightmares mainly consisting of her and the pack being killed by another supernatural creature. She had concluded that she had some form of PTSD, or maybe it was just because she didn’t really have anyone to talk to. She didn’t want to burden the pack with her problems when they all had their own to deal with. But tonight, she couldn’t stand to be alone.

 So Scott comforted her, and told her about his worries, his dreams and aspirations. They even joked around at some points, completely losing track of time. Too lost and invested in being in the moment. But by the end of it all, they felt lighter and more connected than they had ever been. A new fond bond formed. Y/N wanted to tell Scott what she had been feeling for him this past year or two, but she refrained. She wanted him to be happy, he deserved to be happy the most, he always put everyone before himself, even when the whole weight of the world was on his shoulders. He helped people and found joy in it, it was just Scott McCall, caring and righteous and she loved that about him.

 The pack had all stood still, watching their friends body fall to the ground with a loud thump. To their ears, it was almost deafening. Her face was pain filled, but she turned to check that her friend was okay, even though she was the one laying there and dying.

 Scott had rushed over to her without a second thought, almost slipping over in the scarlet pool that surrounded her. He had never been this scared of losing someone before, and even though he knew in the rational part of his mind that his friend was going to die, he kept hope that she wouldn’t, that by some miracle she would live to see another day and crack her stupid jokes that made the whole pack laugh, even when they had the worst day imaginable.

 “Scott. You made it out.” She whispered, her hand reaching out to cup his face. A proud smile on her lips as she looked at him in complete adoration. The pack had now surrounded the two, but did nothing to separate them.

 “Yeah. But that doesn’t matter. You matter, I’m going to get you to the hospital.” Scott stated thickly, his tears were becoming more painful and harder to keep them in. He didn’t want her to see him cry, he wanted her to fight like the fighter he knew she was. But she simply shook her head no.

 “I’ve never been in love before, so how should I know? But, I’m not ready to die, not like this. Not without you knowing.” She was crying now, she knew she didn’t have much time and there was a lot she had wanted to say. But the pain was slowly fading away and she knew that meant that her life had minutes or seconds left.

 Scott had tried to keep her from speaking, placing his hands on her lips to keep her from doing so. But when he seen the urgency in her gentle eyes, he removed them.

 “I love you. I have for a long time, probably since the moment where you put a Band-Aid on my tiny cut. I just wanted you to know, I don’t want to die with regrets.”

 Scott had clenched his jaw, tears now streaming down his face as he looked down at the girl who was still smiling up at him. Her eyes filled with love. She was crying too, bringing her hand to gently run through his hair and over his cheek as she coughed. She coughed up blood. The blood spilled over her chin and splattered on her cheeks but she still tried to smile up at Scott through the pain.

 “Can you kiss me just one time?”

 Scott realised that if he had the chance, he would have kissed her whenever she wanted. His lips gently embracing hers in their first and only ever kiss. Scott knew he should be weirded out by the blood staining her lips, but it had taken this moment to realise that he had loved her too. He knew he would regret every action and moment leading up to this moment. He would regret not telling her he loved her to before all this happened.

 “I love you too (Y/N) so much. Please don’t-” He couldn’t even finish his sentence as he crashed his lips to hers, cupping her face in his hands as he held onto her for dear life. She did the same. But as he kissed her, he could hear her heart beat slowing down, becoming weaker. He knew she had seconds left.

➳

“Hey,” Scott ran after Lydia, who was making her way towards her locker, “can I ask you something?”

“Sure, what’s up?” she said when he caught up with her, just as she had reached her destination.

“It’s about Y/N.” Lydia pulled open her locker to put in some books, before searching for the book she needed for next period.

“What about her?” she furrowed her brows, not following what this was about.

“I think she likes one of us.” He said nervously.

She finally looked up at him and let out a small laugh. “Well, as big as my ego might be, I doubt it’s me.” She patted him on the shoulder lightly before rummaging back between her books, finally finding the one she needed.

“What? No, I mean one of the pack.” He paused, waiting for a reaction that didn’t come.

“Listen, her heart rate went crazy at lunch time, and I was wondering if you might know who it is.”

“Well, I don’t.” she slammed her locker shut. “But if you want to know so desperately, just look who she’s with when her heart beat speeds up.”

➳

Next period you had was with Scott and Stiles. You had been walking with Stiles towards the class room, since Scott had claimed he needed to do something first.

“And then the girl finds out he was her father, so she—” Stiles rambled on and on about the tv show.

“Stiles, you can binge watch it at my place if you stop talking about it right now.” You let out a sigh. Damn that boy was exhausting. You grabbed a book out of your bag, making your eyes wander towards the door, so you could see Scott walk in. You quickly looked away towards Stiles when your heartbeat went a little crazy.

“And I was wondering if I could sleep over since you have one of those convertible sofa beds?” He gave you his warmest smile and a puppy look.

“Sure,” You said nervously when you saw Scott take his place next to you, “but if you snore I will kick you out of my room.” You playfully threatened.

“I don’t snore!” He shifted his gaze towards the boy sitting next to you. “Scott, tell Y/N I don’t snore.”

You turned around to look at Scott and tried to look indifferent, but he just looked at you two like he had been caught doing something he shouldn’t have.

“Hmm,” he hummed, “what?” He asked absent mindedly.

“Everything okay?” He asked his friend, sounding worried.

He looked between the two of you, and you weren’t able to control your heartbeat. Damn it, he could probably even hear it from miles away.

“Uhm, yeah, just a bit lost in thoughts.” He gave you and Stiles a fake smile, but the last one didn’t seem to notice.

“Quick Y/N, write down the date, because that doesn’t happen that often.”

You smiled and rolled your eyes, turning your head back towards the other side. “You’re an idiot.” Scott was watching the both of you closely.

“Yeah, but you love me.” He smirked.

Next to you, Scott was observing the two of you with wide eyes.

You laughed at your best friend. “Shut up.”

➳

When the final bell rang, you made your way towards your locker. You just rounded the last corner when you saw Stiles waiting at your locker.

“You really can’t wait 2 minutes to see me?” You smiled at him while unlocking your locker. “You did offer me a ride home.”

“Yeah, about that,” he began, but you abruptly cut him off.

“Stiles, don’t make me ride that bus.” You pouted. “Please.” you blinked your eyes a couple of times.

“No, I can still drive you home,” he said, so you started rummaging through your locker to find your stuff. “I just wanted to tell that I’m quickly going to stop at my home first, so I could grab some of my stuff,” you looked back up at him at this point, just in time to see Scott round the corner coming towards his locker, which just happened to be near yours, “and then I could just stay at your place afterwards.”

You quickly looked back at your friend, feeling your heart rate go back up.

“Sure, let’s go.” you smiled, closing your locker, following after him.

“Oh hey Scott, didn’t see you there.” you greeted when he was closer.

He looked at you and Stiles, and seemed to examine the two of you.

“Hi, well, see you tonight.” he smiled at you.

➳

“Lydia!” Scot yelled in the parking lot when he saw the strawberry blonde locks bouncing while she walked to her car.

“I found out who she likes.” he said when he had caught up with her. “It’s Stiles.”

She looked surprised. “We’ve got to tell him.”

➳

You held the door open so Stiles could come in with his stuff, which barely fit through the door.

“You realize you’re just staying here for one night, right? I’m kicking you out of my house first thing tomorrow morning.” You told him, walking through your house towards your room while holding all the doors open for him to pass through. He just dropped everything on the sleeping couch, making it easier for you to see what exactly he had been carrying.

“Really Stiles? A pillow?” You looked around your room towards your own bed, filled with cushions, and back towards the couch, which had its own pillows as well, “blankets, and a night lamp?” You raised one eyebrow, making clear he was an idiot. “What are you going to do, build a blanket fort?”

“For your information, these are all vital supplies, okay.”

You picked up 3 tubes of gel. “Vital supplies, right?”

Stiles was about to answer with a snarky comment, when his phone beeped from somewhere under all his stuff.

“It’s Scott.” He announced when he had found his phone, and pushed the answer button. “Hello?” He asked.

You placed your bag near your desk, and started taking out some books you’d need during the weekend.

“Oh, Lydia, hi, what’s up?” He suddenly asked, making you frown. Why would Lydia be with Scott? And why would she call with his phone?

It seemed like she had a lot to say, because it took a while before Stiles spoke again. “Are you sure?” He looked up to where you were standing, and you mouthed a ‘what?’ at him.

“Yeah, well, thanks for telling me.”

“What’s going on?” You asked curiously.

“What?” He looked up from his phone. “Oh, nothing, just something about a group project we’ve been working on.” He said absent mindedly.

“Okay,” you accepted his answer warily, “you want to get those snacks ready?” You walked passed him towards your door, “oh, and I want to order some pizzas for later, sounds good?”

“Yeah, sure.” He agreed thoughtfully.

➳

Your friends had arrived, and you had ordered some pizzas for dinner. You had found some of your old games, and you all decided to play some sort of quiz game.

“I want Stiles!” You shouted out when there had been decided you and Lydia were appointed as team leaders, making everyone look at you, and Scott almost spitting out his water.

“What?” You asked them all. “No offense, but he is clearly the smartest of us all,” your eyes met Lydia’s, “besides Lydia of course.” You hastily added.

“Hey, uhm, Y/N, can we talk?”

You raised an eyebrow, not knowing what the problem could be.

“Sure.” You followed him towards your room, where he closed the door behind you.

“Y/N, I might be smart, but you know what else I am?” he started his conversation.

“Confusing?” you tried, really not getting what this was about.

“I’m socially awkward, a sarcastic pessimist, and truthfully, I am not that good at lacrosse.” He started ranting.

“I would never date me.”

Not knowing where this was coming from, you started cheering him up.

“I don’t really know what kind of crisis you’re having right now, but come on Stiles. You’re sweet, caring, a good listener, and since when is being sarcastic a negative thing? I’m sure someone likes you, and they might be closer than you think.” You winked at him, hinting at his adorable crush on Lydia.

His mouth fell open in shock, and his eyebrows couldn’t be closer towards his hairline than in that moment.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry I have to say this, but I’m your friend.”

You raised an eyebrow, still not knowing what was going on. “And you’re sorry about that because?”

He sighed. “We can never be more than friends.”

You looked at him for a moment, before bursting out in laughter.

“I’m serious!”

You stopped laughing when you saw he wasn’t making a joke. “And why would we want that?”

“Well, Scott noticed your heart rate went faster whenever you were near me, and Lydia told me earlier.”

You placed your hand over your forehead. “And you listened to Scott and Lydia? I’m seriously regretting calling you smart.”

He tilted his head in confusion. “But if it wasn’t me, then wh—, oh.” he said, suddenly looking smug. “I know who you like.”

“Stop looking so smug.” You narrowed your eyes at him, irritated he now knew about your crush.

“You got to tell him Y/N.” He reasoned with you. “He needs to know.”

“But what if he just sees me as a friend?” you asked, suddenly feeling vulnerable.

“You’ll never know if you don’t try.” he reasoned with you. “And if you don’t say anything, I will.”

You narrowed your eyes again. “You’re Satan.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” he said, looking smug again.

“Scott!” you yelled from the hallway towards your living room, Stiles walking in front of you. “We need to talk.” you said when you saw your friends eagerly waiting to know what happened. You didn’t wait for a response and just made your way back towards your room, sure he would follow.

“Oh oh.” Mason muttered. “She knows.” Malia added.

“Yeah?” he asked innocently when he had entered your room and closed the door behind you.

“You listened to my heart rate?” You crossed your arms in front of you, and raised an eyebrow at him.

“Well, uhm—” he started, but you quickly cut him off. “And you thought I had a thing for Stiles?”

“You don’t? But for who then?” He was getting very confused.

You sighed, getting a bit impatient. “I don’t know, Scott. Who was always there with us when you were listening to my heart beat?”

He seemed to think about it, when suddenly his expression changed. If real life would be a cartoon, a light bulb would’ve appeared above his head.

“Oh.” he said. “Oh, thank God.” He let out a breath and seemed relieved.

“Wait what?” Now it was your time to be confused.

“You like me.” he smiled, and you didn’t even need to give an answer, it was that obvious since you were blushing and your heart was pounding out of your chest.

He stepped closer towards you, taking your hand in his, “And if you would have the hearing of a werewolf,” he began, placing your hand on his neck, “you would know I feel the same way about you.”

You looked up at him, looking him straight in the eyes, as you felt his heartbeat do the same as yours under your fingers.

You couldn’t say anything, because you were too shocked to come up with the words. Because this, this only ever happened in your dreams.

He seemed to be fazed as well, because he didn’t speak either.

And then, suddenly, he came closer, ever so slightly, and you started doing the same.

Your lips barely touched a second, when the door opened, revealing Stiles, which made you both turn your head when he spoke.

“Hey guys, you co—” you grabbed one of his pillows he had brought and threw it at him, hitting him right in the face.

“Woah, okay, nevermind.” he quickly shut the door again.

“Please don’t have sex where I’m supposed to sleep though!” he yelled through the closed door.

“Shut up Stiles!” Your cheeks turned red, knowing very well everyone had heard him yell that. Damn supernatural hearing.

You turned back towards Scott, and gave him a small smile.

“I guess we should get back.”

“We could,” he started, getting closer towards you, “but they can wait.” he smiled, and pulled you towards him, making your lips curl as well.