˰â˘*â⡠No Valentine?ĘâĄÉ
â°â⤠a part of my valentines special!
pairings(s)- Stiles Stilinski x reader
Summary- You had always been popular but somehow for Valentineâs Day you had no date. A certain buzzcut boy fixes that.
category- fluff
warnings- American school system, season 1 Stiles, kissing, not proofread
word count: 3546
masterlist; valentines special; teen wolf masterlist; taglist
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You had always been one of the popular kids, ever since elementary school. All the girls and guys wanted you unless they didn't swing that way, and it only got worse as you got older.
Ever since Elementary school you've had Valentine's, of course back then and throughout most of middle school you didn't go on dates or anything it was either a playdate or a simple exchange of cards and sweets. Then when you got to freshman year you went on an actual date for Valentine's Day, just you and a boy.
Now you were in your Sophomore year of high school and Valentine's Day was tomorrow. People had been asking you to be their date for the special holiday but you blew everyone off. You didn't know why you did that this time around, usually the first cute one to ask you out you would say yes and get on with it because you knew a real relationship would never come out of it. No one ever fit your standards.
The people who would ask you out were either A. Only asking you out because you were popular or B. Thought they would get sex, C. So full of themselves, or D. Just wasn't your type, personality and looks wise.
No one knew the real you though, they saw you as this popular girl who loved to shop and only cared about her looks and boys. In reality you loved to read, you were smarter than what people thought, you loved movies, you loved music and you loved obsessing over anything that interests you. You wanted a guy who saw that, you wanted a guy who had some of the same interests.
So this year, without even realizing you had been saying no to every contender you ended up dateless. You had a Valentine every year but somehow it his year you didn't and you cursed yourself for that.
You were currently on the Lacrosse field, sitting on the bleachers with Lydia and Allison. The three of you sat close to the players bench this time around, you didn't know why when you guys usually sat towards the middle but o'well.
"I cant believe you don't have a date, you've had a date every year since like Kindergarten" Lydia scoffs
In response you groan while Allison looks between the two of you confused. "what are you guys talking about?" Allison laughs slightly
You toll your eyes and spare a quick glance at Lydia before looking towards Allison. "I don't have a date for Valentines Day, and I always have a date for Valentine's Day" you tell her in annoyance, emphasizing the word 'always'
Lydia looks at you with a bored look while Allison tilts her head and looks at you confused, the three of you unaware of the listening ears.
"Ive seen people asking you out? Like multiple people" Allison acknowledges in a confused tone. She didn't understand why you were so upset and why you hadn't said yes to anyone and frankly you didn't have an answer and you were also just as confused if not more confused on why you were so upset.
You were about to respond when Lydia cuts you off "shes said no to everybody" she says in a bored tone. You roll your eyes and move your eyes from Allison to the redhead next to you.
"I didn't want to go out with any of them" you try to defend yourself but you knew that it wasn't like you. You turn and adjust yourself but when you do so you accidentally kick your school bag off of the bleachers and onto the floor. "shit" you hiss, getting off of the bleachers to pick it up.
When you get up you notice a pair of hands reaching for your things. You crouch down in front of the person, also reaching forward to pick up your things. The person in front of you looks up at you and you look at them, you recognized him from classes, his name was Stiles.
The boy looks down and your things, back up at you then back down to your things. You grab your bag and he hands you the pen and notebook that fell out of it with a barely audible 'here'
"thank you, Stiles" You say, giving him a smile and grabbing your things from his hands, putting them into your bag. At your words the boys jaw drops and he looks at you in shock "you know my name?" he asks, his tone dripping surprise
You let out a laugh and throw your bag over your shoulder. "yeah, we've went to school together since Kindergarten" you point out while letting out a small laugh.
All Stiles could do in that moment was stand there in shock, his hands by his side and his jaw dropped. Being this close to you first of all sent his mind into static but you knowing his name completely sent his body into haywire. Also when he overhead the fact that you didn't have a Valentines date he went short circuited a bit, he knew he never stood a chance but that didn't stop him from being happy that you weren't going to be with anyone else. Although he didn't understand why you didn't have a date and it made him upset that you seemed upset over it.
He suddenly felt a quick touch on his nose which broke him out of his trance. You had touched him, you had booped his nose, I mean you didn't make the sound but you still did it! He blinks heavily and takes a deep breath "what?" he asks, he could have sworn you said something.
You let out another laugh at him, god this was embarrassing him so bad. "I asked if you were okay"
Stiles's posture straightens and he scoffs slightly, his voice raising an octave when he spoke "What? of course I'm okay, I'm completely fine, I'm great actually."
You nod along unconvinced to his words "right, well I'll see you" you say, turning around so you could step back onto the bleachers with your friends but you were cut off when Stiles speaks again.
"so uh um h-how are you?" Stiles asks, stuttering over his words. Out of embarrassment he puts one hand on his hip while the other scratches his head. He knew how you were, he overheard your conversation with Lydia and Allison, he knew you were upset but truthfully he didn't want the conversation between you guys to end.
You turn around and face him again with a small, barely noticeable smile but Stiles noticed it, he noticed everything. "I could be better" you say honestly, looking him up and down slightly.
Stiles face pulls into a frown, no he didn't want you to go out with anyone other than him because he hopelessly in love with him but he also didn't want to see you upset. "Im sorry" He says
You pull a forced smile and shrug your shoulders at him "its okay" There was a silence that followed after and you were about to turn around once again but Stiles started to ramble.
"Look i'm sorry but I overheard your conversation with Lydia and Allison and I can take you out on a date tomorrow if you'd like. I don't even know why I asked that, you wouldn't want to go out with me now I'm just making a total fool of myself and I'm going to stop talking now"
You look at the boy in front of you in shock, you take a breath and let out a small laugh "are you done?" you ask gently and all Stiles could do was nod hurriedly at you, still seemingly embarrassed. You nod back at him and smile "do you really want to take me on a date?" you ask him, tilting your head at him and analyzing him
"Are you kidding? Anyone would be lucky to go on a date with you" Stiles scoffs, shocked that you were even asking him that question.
You pause, your eyes light up with a certain feeling and your stomach flutters. Making a decision you reach into your bag and grab a pen. You then grab his arm. He looks down at your hand touching his arm then up at you in shock with wide eyes. You pull his arm close to you and begin writing your phone number as well as your address on his arm with a heart. You click your pen and put it back into your bag then turn to Stiles shocked form who was staring at his arm in amazement "pick me up 7 tomorrow" you tell him with a wide smile, then turning around and sitting back with your friends.
"Stilinski!" Coach screams, barely able to break the boy out of his trance. Stiles stumbles when his name was called but doesn't even glance at the coach, instead he looks over at you with a growing smile and wide eyes. "Stilinski! My grandma hears better than you!"Coach shouts for him again. You give the boy a smile and a raise of your brows, he then finally turns around and heads towards coach, not without almost falling on the way there.
It was now the next day, aka Valentine's Day. You had just finished getting ready and it was almost getting close to 7, the time you told Stilinski to pick you up. You were dressed in a baby pink turtleneck, a black skirt, a black leather jacket, and pink closed toe heels. For accessories you wore some basic jewelry and your normal makeup. It was 6:50 and you heard a car pull into your driveway.
You look out of your window and spot Stiles talking to himself in his car. A smile makes its way onto your face, he was earlier and he was hyping himself up, it was adorable.
While you wait for it to get closet to 7 you tidy up your already clean room and put your purse onto your shoulder. When you got to your front door you open it and see Stiles standing on the other side of it with 2 different flower bouquets in hand. Your brows furrow and you tilt your head, giving him a confused look but when you get a look at the flowers a big smile makes its way onto your face. Stiles looks up in shock and slight fear when you open the door. "hi" he breathes out, looking you up and down. Hi" you respond.
Stiles then seems to sober up and take in a deep breath. "I got you Roses and Tulips. Roses because those are like the flower of romance and valentines or whatever and then Tulips because I know those are your favorites. Oh! and I got it in purple because thats your favorite color."
You look at him in shock, Tulips were your favorite flower but how did he know that. You knew you should probably be slightly scared that he knew your favorite flower considering you guys have never spoke in your life but you weren't, you were touched. Every Valentine's Day the person either got you Roses or nothing. The only person who knew of the little things about you such as your favorite flower was Lydia, or so you thought. He also knew your favorite color, you didn't know how he knew these things but truly you didn't care. With a smile you gently reach out and grab both bouquets from his hand and bring them up to your nose. "Thank you" you whisper, looking down at the flowers in thought. "Come in while I put these in water" you say, looking up at him and walking further into the house
Grabbing 2 vases you fill it with water while Stiles stands across from you awkwardly, his hands tucked into his pockets. He wore black formal pants as well as a black sweater tucked into it. Once the vases were filled with water you begin putting the flowers into their respected vase. "How did you know my favorite flower?" you ask softly, looking up from the flowers and towards him.
Stiles looks up from the floor to look at you "You were talking to Lydia about it in class once. You were sitting behind me and complaining about how there are no Tulip fields in the area." he tells you and now you vaguely remember that conversation. "I know I probably look crazy but-" Stiles goes to speak again but you cut him off as you add the last flower "No, its sweet" you reassure him in a soft voice. You felt flattered.
The two of you then make your way out of the house and into Stile's jeep, but not without him holding the doors open for you. When Stiles started the care you noticed him nervously twitching and tapping his finger against the wheel.
You click your tongue and look towards the anxious boy with a smile "you don't have to be nervous."
Stiles quickly looks over at you then back at the road, his tapping and anxious movements stopping in the process. "Its kinda hard not to" he lets out a breathy laugh
Tilting your head you look at him in thought and a little confusion "why?" you ask. Stiles's head jerks back in confusion and he glances at you in shock, shocked that you were even asking that question. "because your you and i've had the biggest crush on you since elementary school" he scoffs thoughtfully, not out of anger. His tone sounding reminiscent and insecure.
At his words you're bewildered and your face confronts into bafflement. You would like to think of yourself as a very observant and thoughtful person, although you were popular didn't mean you were like Lydia and didn't notice anything unless it involved you. Not that it was a bad thing, it just wasn't you. But to think that the boy beside you, the same boy that had already topped all dates ever and its only been 10 minutes has had a fat crush on you for years on end now and you didn't notice shocks you to your core. "I didn't know that" you respond to him quietly.
Throughout the drive the two of you actually had nice conversation, you laughed and talked comfortably. Truthfully you have never been able to talk to a guy like you are with Stiles, it was new but it was refreshing. For Stiles this whole thing was a shock, he couldn't believe he had actually talked to his long time crush let alone take her on a date. On top of that talking to you was so easy, easier than he thought. Of course he was internally freaking out the entire time and he would be for the rest of the night but he was way less scared than he thought he would be, you relaxed him. On your end you felt like you didn't have to pretend, usually you would have to refrain from talking about something or making a certain joke but with Stiles you didn't have to. Unlike all of the dates you've ever been on this one felt real, this one felt true, like there was an actual connection between you guys and not just physical attraction, it was nice.
The two of you arrived at the restaurant you guys would be eating dinner at, you go to get out of the car but Stiles reaches forward and gently grabs onto your wrist "stay there" he says quickly, looking at you in offense. He then jumps out of the car and quickly rounds your side, opening the door for you and holding your hand as you step out. "you look beautiful" Stiles says as the two of you walk into the restaurant.
You turn your head to your right so you could look at him. "Thank you" you speak softly, currently unable to think of anything else to say.
"you're always beautiful by the way, not just right now" He tells you, stammering slightly while seemingly very honest. You couldn't help but blush and smile at the boy, no gut had ever truly had this effect on you.
Dinner between the two of you went very well. You guys sat, talked, laughed and blushed the entire time. No one had ever made you feel the things you felt tonight, no one had ever made you feel so seen, no one had ever made you laugh so much. Stiles still had no clue how he ended up in this position with his long term crush. She made him feel normal, she made him laugh, she geeked out with him about nerdy things, she was the only girl who ever made him feel things like this. Neither of you wanted the night to end. "I knew you liked Marvel because of your keychain but wow, its still shocking" Stiles says
From across the table you looked at him with a shocked expression. "You noticed my keychain?" you asked, with a small shocked laugh.
"Of course I did, you've been wearing it on your bag for years" Stiles says with a small shake of his head, not even aware of the weight of his words.
When dinner came to a close answer the both of you were now back into Stiles jeep in the parking lot you spoke up. "Ive never said this on a date before but, I don't want this to end honestly" you say with a quiet laugh, trying your best to cover your disappointment.
Stiles puts his car into drive "good, because we have one more stop" He tells you, pulling out of the parking lot and driving to wherever. After somewhat of a short drive, Stiles pulls into the parking lot of a school, Beacon Hills Elementary school to be exact. The elementary school you guys went to.
You look towards the school then towards the boy in the drivers seat out of confusion. "what are we doing at the elementary school?"
"I just thought we could sit and talk on the playground, it's closed and we would be able to spend more time together." He shrugs, looking over at you. He gets out of the car and comes around to your side, letting you out then the both of you walk towards the playground.
You guys sat on the swings for a little bit, just talking. Thought after a smile it became silent for a moment, so you decided to speak "why did you decide to come here?" you ask, swinging slightly with your feet still hitting the ground
Stiles looks up from his shoes and over at you "this is technically where me first met, and where my crush on you started" Stiles brings a hand to his head, nervously rubbing at his neck.
"thats really romantic actually" you respond softly, looking over at his swaying figure on the swing with a smile.
The night was now over, the two of you left the school after being there for about an hour, just talking and laughing. Now you guys were in your driveway, having just pulled it. "I had a lot of fun tonight. Thank you for taking me out, you didn't have to." You tell him as you grab your purse into your hand.
"Of course I did, I wanted to" He looks into yours eyes with a serious expression. He wanted to make sure you knew that he didn't just ask you out for the hell of it or because he overheard that you didn't have a date, he truly wanted to and he has since he was a small child. "I had fun tonight too" A smile breaks out onto his face and the same thing happens to you
The two of you were sat in the seats of the car, facing each other just looking into the others eyes with smiles on your faces. It was late and you both had school the next day, the date needed to come to an end. With a smile still on your face your hand reaches forward at the same time as your face begins to swiftly move forward. Your lips meet Stiles's cheek in a quick peck, your hand resting on the side of his face at the same time.
When you pull away Stiles was looking at you with a bewildered expression, jaw dropped, blush coating his cheeks, eyes wide and practically in the shape of hearts. "you should ask me out again sometime" you tell him as you step out of the car.
With his jaw still dropped he nods at you quickly, unable to form words. You kissed him on the cheek, AND you wanted to see him again!? "I will" he responds in a whisper, one in which you could hardly hear. His anxious and enamored expression and acts were adorable and you loved them, they warmed your heart.
"goodnight Stiles" You call out as you walk towards the front door of your house, looking over at him to see his still shocked expression from inside the car.
Stiles wanted to holler back a goodnight but by the time he was physically able to form the words you were already inside the house.












