Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Brains Over Beauty (Part 5) // Stiles Stilinski

"You did not!" You hunched over with laughter, along with the rest of the pack; Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Malia, and Kira. Liam's absence was due to having prior plans with Mason and Hayden.

"I'm dead serious!" Scott laughed, an actual smile spread across his face. There were smiles everywhere, and man was it nice. That supernatural threat that had intruded on your lives just a year ago was the last one we had received. Of course we were still on edge because of that, but you also had more time to spend together. "I spit over the railing and it landed on someone and they thought that it was starting to rain!"

"Yeah, I can actually testify to that. Man, I remember that clear as day. God, that was so funny." Stiles spoke up beside you, an arm slung over your shoulders. You sent a smile over his way. He noticed immediately, grinning back and planting a kiss on your forehead. You sighed contentedly, before turning back to the group, seeing all of their eyes on you.

"You guys are the cutest." Lydia cooed, a sweet smile on her face. A blush joined the party, creeping up your neck and face. One glance at your boyfriend confirmed he was the same way.

"Of course we are." He said arrogantly, pulling you closer to him.

"When's the wedding?" Kira joked with an innocent smile, resting her head on her hands.

"Haha." You and Stiles sarcastically retorted in sync, sharing an astonished look afterwards.

"I want to have something like that." Malia pouted like an innocent puppy.

"You will soon enough, Mals." Kira comforted her best friend, laying a hand on her shoulder with a grin. Love filled her eyes to the rim as she gazed at Scott dreamily. He blushed, smiling back. "I know I did."

"That's so adorable." You smiled, leaning farther back into the loving embrace of your boyfriend. "God, I love you guys. I'm so glad we figured everything out; no more things to research, no more threats."

"I agree." Malia spoke up, smiling at you.

"We love you too, babe." Stiles chipped in, grinning sweetly at you. The others all nodded in agreement with loving smiles.

"By the way, how's the training with Deaton been?" Lydia questioned.

"It's doing really good, actually." You responded. "I'm getting pretty good at masking my powers, so I hopefully can say goodbye to anymore creeps staring at me. Unless that creep is Stiles, of course."

"Damn right." He agreed, bringing another laugh out of you.

Everyone else burst into laughter as well, and you began to fall in love with the sound. There was something so exhilarating from it. You had found yourself wanting to store it in a bottle, for when it gets bad again, you can use it to remind yourself that you'll make it through and be able to laugh again. Your eyes scanned your friends before you, smiles on their faces, laughter on their tongues. You loved it.

You were more than positive that your lives would meet their worst yet again, but it didn;t bother you for the time being. All you cared about was the present; where all of your friends were sat beside you.

Sometimes, that was all you really needed to feel safe.