Teen wolf imagines

Scott- decision making

"I just can't decide."

Y/n ran her fingers over her menu, deep in thought, her difficult decision weighing deeply on her mind slowly thawing at her insides. Her eyes scanned over every word for the fourteenth time and yet her heart still could not settle on one thing.

Scott on the other hand had made his decision. He knew it even before he had walked into the restaurant. It was his favourite and he had it every single time. His stomach would not stop rumbling as y/n thought through her decision opposite him, he was actually considering ordering without her.

"Babe, I love you but please hurry up." Scott patience had snapped long ago. The lack of food in his stomach was making him actually feel physically sick.

Scott knew what y/n was doing because she did it every single time they went out. She would take her sweet time deploring over the menu, her eyes flickering over the words and despite the fact that she too was starving she would wait until the very last moment to decide. She would desperately insist that the reason she was taking so long is because she was looking for something new to try, something that she doesn't usually have, but then she would end up ordering what she usually does no matter where they are.

A burger, no salad, no dressing but extra fat chips on the side.

"The more you rush me the longer I will take." Y/n did not even remove her eyes from the menu as she replied to Scott. He groaned, deeply and loudly, throwing his head back causing people around to stare but he didn't care, he was hungry.

"I wasn't rushing you." Despite being sure he was going to starve Scott could not be mad at y/n, not when she looked so angelic reading the menu.

"Your jiggling leg says different." Y/n did not even miss a beat before sighing, closing her menu and putting it down.

"You done?" The disbelief in Scott's voice made Y/n giggle and even more so when he frantically waved a waitress over.

"Can we please get a baby back ribs with beans and a-"

Scott broke off, glancing over at a giggling Y/n. She gained her composure, smiling at Scott challenging him to get what she wanted right. But she wasn't aware that he knew her through and through, he knew all her little quirks and patterns like the back of his hand and when he answered y/n had no choice but to sigh in defeat.

"And a burger please."