Dylan O'Brien Imagines

1. Period// Stiles

"Ow..." I moan as I sit in the passenger seat of Stiles' jeep, driving back home from Scott's house. I grip the armrest in pain. "Aww... poor (Y/N). Period, baby?" He asks me as I nod. I lean on the door of the jeep and rub my forehead. Stiles extends his arm over towards me and begins to rub my belly. "When we get home, you get comfy clothes on and then we'll cuddle, okay?" I nod once more and say, "That sounds great."

We pull into the driveway of the Stilinski house and I just sit in my seat for a sec. I close my eyes as Stiles walks to my side of the car and opens my door. "You okay, baby girl?" He asked me, setting his hand on my thigh. "No, it really hurts." I tell him. He, then, turns around and tells me to jump on his back. I oblige and do as told. I love it when he give me piggyback rides.

We make it upstairs and into his room as he sets me down on the bed. He walks to the dresser and pulls out a pair of gray sweatpants. He takes off my jeans and replaces them with sweatpants. "You need anything, munchkin?" He asks, sitting down on the bed next to me. "Can you rub my tummy?" I ask in a somewhat childish way. "Of course." He says, smiling, and laying down next to me. I slide closer to him and I close my eyes as I feel my shirt being pulled up and his warm hand being set on my belly. He begins to rub circles on my tummy, a moan escaping me. Stiles lets out a quiet laugh as I fall asleep.

Around 2 something in the morning, I wake up to a pain in my stomach. I look to the side and see Stiles sleeping next to me. Then, I feel something on the bed. I reach my hand under the covers and when I take it out, red liquid, blood, covers my hand. I don't know what came over me, but I started crying, sniffling between cries. Then, I hear something. "(Y/N), are you okay? Why are you crying?" I look over at him as I uncover the blanket from where I was laying. He sees all the blood and I continue to cry even more. I stand up and fall on the ground against the bed. I set my hands on my head and before I know it, Stiles was by my side. "This is so embarrassing. I'm sorry." I cry to him. "(Y/N), it's okay. This isn't your fault. And there's nothing to be sorry for. You had no control over this." I look up at him after what he said. He looks at me with sympathetic eyes. He sets his hand on my cheek and wipes away some of the tears. "How about you go get cleaned up while I take care of this," He paused as he gestured toward the bed. "After I'm done, I'll come check on you and help you." He finished and I nod.

Stiles, then, stands up and holds out a hand for me to take. I take it and he lifts me up off the ground. I begin to walk toward the bathroom, but he stops me for a second. "(Y/N), why are there tears? There is no need for tears. It's okay." He told me. I shrug and our lips meet. The touch of his soft lips calm me down a bit. He releases me and pulls me into a hug. After a minutes of being held in his embrace, he lets go and says, "I'll be in there to check on you in a few, okay?" I nod, not wanting to say anything. I walk into the bathroom and close the door behind me. I turn on the shower to rinse off my bottom half. After a few minutes of standing in the water, I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around my body. I sit on the floor by the shower and wait for Stiles to come.

Soon enough, I hear a knock on the bathroom door and I went to open it. I see him leaning on the door frame and he says, "You okay, baby girl?" He begins to walk in with a pair of Nike short shorts, a pair of underwear and a tank top for me. "Thank you," I manage to get out. " Anything for my girl." He says, kissing my forehead and strokes my hair once. He, then, helped me dry off and get dressed.

Later, we were out of the bathroom and I went to lay in bed. "Stiles," I pause. "Yes, munchkin?" He says, look over at me from his laptop, setting up a movie for us to watch. "Can you get me some chocolate, please?" I ask him. "Sure." He smiles at me and I smile back. He walks downstairs as I continue to get a movie to play on his laptop. We were gonna watch Grownups. It was his idea. He knew it would cheer me up. He ran back upstairs and had a chocolate bar in his hand and a bottle of chocolate milk in the other. He handed the chocolate to me once he sat on the bed next to me and he kissed my forehead.

We started the movie, and we both laughed so hard. I was finished with my chocolate snack, and I was tired, so I laid down and laid my head on Stiles' chest. He laid down with me and began rubbing my tummy. I, soon, fell asleep along with Stiles cradling me in his arms.

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This is my first imagine and I really hope y'all like it. Just to let y'all know who I am, my names Katie and I love Dylan. He is my everything and he just makes me feel at home. I've written another book on Wattpad called Angelic Frost. It's a Stiles Stilinski story and please check it out and tell me what you think. Also, I might not have good ideas so if y'all want, request some ideas you'd like me to write. Just tell me what you want it to be about, your name, characters name, and which Dylan character you want it to be. Love y'all! ( :

~ Katie