Teen Wolf Imagines

Scarred || Liam Dunbar x Reader

The sun was setting and the only people left on the lacrosse field were Liam and Brett. You were happily sat on the bleachers with Mason, watching the boys go back and forth. Their wolfiness had even started to come through as they got more and more aggravated with each other.

"One day, Liam is gonna to kill Brett."

"Let's hope not." Mason says, watching the boys.

"He's an asshole." You stated.

"I didn't say he wasn't."

"Doesn't his assholiness make him ugly to you?"

"Hey, I can't help who I find attractive." Mason let out a chuckle as he glanced to you.

"They're getting pretty aggressive." You winced as Brett knocked Liam to the ground.

"Yeah, should probably get them off the field." Mason agreed, not budging his stare.

"Liam!" You called for him and they both looked over to you. You waved Liam over and with a steady glare to Brett, Liam jogged over to you. "You guys are getting rough. Maybe it's time to head home."

"Not done yet." Liam shook his head as Mason handed him his water bottle.

"Can you at least take a break to cool down then? I don't want you and Brett to go full wolf and kill each other."

Liam chuckled and nodded his head. "Fine. Better tell him that, though" Liam jerked his head in Brett's direction. He was staring over at you, growing impatient for having to wait all of a few minutes.

"I'll be back." You shrugged and hopped down from your place.

"I wasn't serious." Liam said but you were already on your way to Brett.

"Hey!" You hollered to Brett and he gave you an eye roll with a scoff. "You two are taking a break to calm down. I don't feel like watching people bleed today."

"What? Your little boyfriend can't handle a little scrimmage?" Brett taunted.

"He doesn't want to kill you. The way you two are going, it looks like he might." You came right back.

"And now he needs you to fight his battles for him?" Brett's head went back with laughter.

"I'm not fighting any battle for him. I'm letting you know it's gonna be fifteen minutes out of courtesy, something you clearly know nothing about."

"Mhm sure, so, what's gonna happen one day when you're not around to call a break? And he looses his shit?"

"That won't happen." You defended with confidence.

"Yeah right." Brett laughed, making you grit your teeth.

"He has more restraint than that."

"Does he?" Brett looked behind you as Liam started walking back onto the field.

"Yes."

"We'll see then." With Brett's words, he dropped his lacrosse stick and shoved you. You fell just hard enough to completely shock you but not enough for you be incapable of rebounding.

Liam rushed towards Brett before you could regain your footing. When you did, you ran between them. Unfortunately, Liam was only seeing red from Brett hurting you and didn't see. His vision was too fixated on Brett to notice anything else. You saw Liam's claws extend and you moved between the boys just as Liam's claws were coming down to hit Brett. With you going in the middle at just the wrong second, Liam's claws scraped the entire right side of your face.