These are gonna be kinda short so bare (bear?) with me
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Scott: Scott had texted you telling you to meet him at the park near your house. Obviously you werent going to blow him off so you said yes. So here you were.
When you got there, Scott was pacing back and forth in front of a tree. He had an intense blush on his face and he was playing with the hem of his shirt. You heard him mumbling, but couldnt quite make out what he was saying.
"Scott?" You called. He looked up and his blushed deepened. "Whats up?"
"U-uh..." He opened and closed his mouth trying to find the right words. "I just wanted to ask you something."
"Okay, go ahead."
"Well... I was wondering..." He paused. "What's your favorite color?"
You giggled and walked closer to him. "You wanted me to come over here just so you could ask me my favorite color?"
Scott nodded then shook his head. "No. I just dont want to ask you what I was gonna actually ask you."
"What is it? Just ask." You said, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Will you go out with me?" He said quickly.
You gasped. "Yes!"
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Stiles: You were making dinner for the Stilinski's tonight. Stiles's dad was out working and Stiles was passed out when you had arrived, so you figured you would cook them a nice meal.
You were currently coating a pan in oil so ypu could begin cooking potatoes when you felt arms circle your waist. "What are you doing?" Stiles asked in a cute and raspy voice.
"Im cooking you dinner, you idiot. What does it look like Im doing?" You giggled. He tightened his hold on your waost and rested his head on your shoulder. You guys always did things like this so it didnt occur to you that this might make you guys look like a couple.
"(Y/n)?" Stiles spoke up. You craned your beck as best you could to see his face.
"Yes?"
"What would you say if I asked you out?" His voice sounded hesitant and cute, like a little child who was asking for a piece of candy. You felt him bury his face in the crook of your neck.
You didnt speak for a bit, thinking about your answer. "I'd say hell yes."
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Derek: Scott had invited Derek over to go over some stupid supernatural stuff. You were pretty sure it had to do with the Kanima. Scott had to go to the bathroom, so you were currently alone with Derek.
"Sooo..." You drawled the word out, crossing your arms and lookjng toward Derek.
"What?" He questioned. He, as usual, had that scowl on his face. The one yoj loved oh so very much.
"I was wondering something." You said, a light blush crawling up your neck and to you cheeks.
Derek had a look of confusion mixed with anger on his face. "Wondering what? Spit it out already."
"Alright, yeesh." You held your hands up. "I just wanted to know if you wanted to go out sometime? With me?"
"... Sure."
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Isaac: You had decided to bring Isaac out shopping. He needed a few shirts and some new pants. He had insisted he didnt, but after digging through his closet and showing him multiple shirts and jeans with holes in them, he aggreed.
"So, Isaac, what size are you?" You asked, looking threw some nice pairs of jeans.
He didnt answer so you turned to look at him. He was staring at you, taking in all your features. He had a cute blush coating his cheeks and he was slightly squinting.
You waved a hand in front of his face. "Isaac? Whats up?"
He shook his head and his eyes widened quickly. "What?"
"Whats wrong?"
"Um, I just, can I a-ask you something?" He looked to the ground and then looked back up, his eyes sultry.
"Sure." You grinned cutely. "Shoot."
"Would you go out with me?" He asked in a timid voice. You gasped and tackled him in a big hug. He chuckled and hugged back. "I'll take that as a yes."
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Alison: Alison had invited you over to hang out with her today. You had obviously accepted. And when she told you Lydia wasnt going to be there, you had made a plan.
You and Alison were laying on her comfy bed, talking about music. She had told you that songs that get you pumped up were the best to which you argued that songs that soothed were better.
"No, come one, (y/n)! Eye of the Tiger, Highway to Hell! Those are some of the best songs ever!" She exclaimed, looking at you from the corner of her eye.
You frowned. "Ali, no. Pumped Up Kicks, Sweater Weather, Piano Man." You continued to list off songs. "Yes, your choices are good. But mine are better."
She turned onto her side and glared at you playfully. "No."
You turned over, too. "Yes."
"No."
"Go out with me."
"No-" Alison stopped herself and blushed. "Wait, what?"
You smiled and repeated yourself. "Go out with me."
She turned again so her face was buried in her bed covers. "... Okay."
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Lydia: Lydia had brought you to Olive Garden. She said she had something important to ask you and wanted it to be special. So you agreed to go with her.
You were sitting across from her in a secluded little booth in the back of the restaurant. "So... Lydia?"
"What?" She looked towards you. She didnt have much makeup on, but she still looked stunning.
"Whats up?" You asked. "You said you had something to ask me."
She looked down to her lap. Her face erupted into a bright red and she was stumbling with her words. "Lydia?"
"Look, (y/n). We hang out all the time and I love everything about. Especially your personality." She began. "And I dont want to lose you to someone else. So, my question is; will you go out with me?" She reached across the table to grab your hands.
You took a few seconds to respond. You were blushing such an intense color of red, it was nearly blinding. "Um..." You were shaking lightly and then finally stared into her eyes. "Yes."
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So? How did you guys like it?
I literally just winged it with writing these so.
Dont hate, appreciate.
K bye
